elnyan | ❪ test drive: #1 ❫

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YOUR STORY BEGINS

The Storm came. You only remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

All you know, perhaps, is that it was cold as you slept. You don't know for how long you slept, but the dreams were short, at least. You remember the expanse of stars and the universe that came in view. Every world and solar system ever known was displayed in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You have also witnessed The Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. It was a dark, thick smog; ominous in appearance and ever foreboding.

Your Earth and similar planets were immersed in The Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of it. That was when she told you what happened, and how you can help. You knew that you'll be living somewhere new, even though you never asked for it. The details here weren't clear, but you knew you'd made a deal with Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station — Your body is still cold.

It was all a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't — now, will you keep that promise you made to Darma?

PROMPT: THE MESS HALL

It's fascinating to the Orbiters how such a dull room can be turned around so completely with people in it. All meals are served by Roman, and while all the food is delicious, some of it is a bit odd. Is that neon green soup? That’s hideous.

If you happen to be in the mess hall at a particularly unlucky time, you and the food will suddenly begin to drift. Someone’s got jokes, and they’ve turned off the gravity control. Now it’s just you, your fellow refugees, and the floating sea of food. Wait, did that person just chuck a pie in your direction?

PROMPT: TRAINING MODULES

While it’s all nice and well to familiarize oneself with Thesa Station, it is most advised that new arrivals venture out a bit. Not physically. No one is quite prepared for that yet. However, there will be several virtual reality training programs set for those who dare to be adventurous. For those who aren’t and don’t dare, well— good luck, all the same. Be advised, however, that participating in one of the training modules will start you off favorably with the Natha Orbiters’ in terms of REPUTATION.

Once seated and appropriately strapped in, the system will automatically whir to life and the dense foliage and forestry of a section of El Nysa will open up. According to one’s map registry, it clear to see that it’s miles from the outer gates of Olympia, but not as far enough to venture into any other territories. So, in that sense, you’re safe.

1. Or you could have been, but unfortunately the wilderness is home to various types of beasts and monsters hailing from different universes and galaxies. On the bright side, perhaps one of them will be oddly familiar to you. Or maybe someone else who is currently synced is willing to give you that extra helping hand.

Fortunately, if you’re powerless, there are options. From telekinesis to flight, there are strange abilities one can adopt and “test” out in the virtual reality. Granted, you’re only limited to one at a time. They say in the near future, some of you may be granted these abilities under certain conditions.

But, please practice some caution. You aren’t alone in the system, after all.

2.. Who do you fight for, the VR system will ask you individually before you enter the module. The righteous Olympians, or the free-spirited Wyvers? Whatever your choice, when you enter El Nysa, you will wholly and truly believe your allegiance.
A. Working together: You now have to suffer the consequences of your choice, as you and your partner have been captured by guards of the opposite faction. Now jailed and soon-to-be tortured, you must find some way to negotiate your release. Perhaps you’ll find some means to escape without detection. Maybe you’re the “fight your way out” sort of people.

B. Facing your enemy: That person you stepped into the VR with? They’re out to capture you. Or maybe you seek to capture them.

3. When you enter the virtual reality, things aren’t exactly how they’re supposed to be. Maybe that’s natural, especially if this is your first time, but the problems here seem a bit more fundamental. Maybe you find yourself under a parental safety lock, and you’re suddenly censored. Exposed back? Censored. Body suit? Censored. Or replaced with a mascot costume. Worst of all? You can’t sign out. Not right now, at least. Regardless, whatever it is— ridiculous filters, body alterations, or even body swaps with other users... you are assured it’ll all be fixed with due time. Zasere sends his humblest apologies and promises no more wire chewing, or so the announcement states.

PROMPT: STASIS UNIT

You have found the massive section of Thesa known as the Stasis Unit. There’s no special access required to access this part of Thesa Station, but refugees are warned that it may not be for the faint of heart. Here, in large pods that nearly cover every square inch of the space, are all of the people the Orbiters have managed to rescue. Your loved ones, your greatest enemy, your next door neighbor— you might find them here. These people are in a state of deep cryosleep. Due to the damaging effects of The Storm, their bodies are not yet ready to be awoken.

PROMPT: HANGAR STATION

You find your way to the hangar station. Here rests are a factory worth of docked mobile suits. You recall how the Orbiters had previously spoken of a "space frontier," but only after seeing this you realize how real their words are. Most machinery have marks of wear and tear, assurance that they have indeed been used before, and an assembly of others are going through repairs and maintenance. No one seems to care that you've just strolled in.

In fact, there seems to be a couple of the aircraft that beckon you to take a closer look. Maybe you’ll only look on the outside, maybe you'll be greeted by the hand of a mobile suit extending toward you and welcoming you to its cockpit.

You go out and explore SPACE!!! Unfortunately, that mobile suit should have warned you it only had 20 minutes of flight time left in its system. Or, perhaps, you’re a particularly ambitious pilot and you’ve strayed past the designated perimeter. Either way, the HUD display is now blinking with errors, cropping up with a single message: DISTRESS SIGNAL.

1. You’re the poor sap who happened to chill around the Observation Deck. Unfortunately, everyone seems busy with the influx of mobile suits out and about, and the only one who can answer this distress signal is on the Navigation System, well, you. Hope you can figure out the controls fast enough. Guide the pilot back to the safety of the hangar using the most efficient route possible. Keen Navigators will find an instruction manual that provides a shortcut to automatically return a suit back to base.

2. You’re actually sitting in a two-seater mobile suit. Funny how that works, isn’t it? Maybe you were unwittingly dropped down a hatch, or dragged along for a joyride by your ambitious co-pilot. Either way, it looks like help is going to take some time...

PROMPT: OMAGE

Upon receiving your mobile phone, you will be asked to set a username. Voila, you can now access the network! You can choose to send a message to the entire network, specific usernames, or you can try out the Orbiters’ service, Omage, which connects you to a random user. They thought this might be a good way for their new guests to make friends with each other...

Connecting to server...
Looking for someone you can chat with...
You’re now chatting with [username]... Say hi!

PROMPT: WILDCARD

You are welcome to write any scenarios in Thesa Station! Characters have been granted temporary access to the Observation Room, and are encouraged to study it carefully.

FINAL OOC NOTE

These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose! Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below! A Training Module thread of AC length on the TDM may be submitted for 1 NATHA ORBITER REPUTATION POINT after acceptance.

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[ tsundere gotta tsun

There's a pause, and then Nakatsu will receive ... a selfie. The man he's texting has a bit of a babyface but his eyes also look mature enough for a person in their twenties. He's quite elaborately dressed. ]

My real name's Nakahara.

[wait what a picture]

woah this thing can post pictures
cool

uh
it wont work for me so
im nakatsu i'm 180.5cm and my hairs bleached

I don't wanna know how tall you are too. [ Chuuya's 160cm and totally not being petty about this. Nope. ]

But, fine. I'll look for you.

Also, I'm pretty sure this thing works like a regular phone. You've never used a cellphone?

what of course i have im not an idiot
its different though
ive never used a space cellphone

see there's a picture of me

[through sheer dumb luck he's figured out how to do it. the picture shows a guy with outrageous orange hair staring into the camera with intense concentration]

[ Look, taking vanity selfies are very important and that's probably how Chuuya figured it out by now or ...whatever. Anyway. ]

You look like you're taking a dump.

yeah well you fucking look like one of my my grandma's painted china dolls

[ uhh??? angry typing ]

What the hell?! No I don't! Where are you even getting this?!

[ excuse?? he looks badass and manly (in his opinion, anyway). ]

wtf are you wearing????? you look like some spoiled rich kid

For your information, I earned the money for these clothes. [ by doing shady shit but that's not important. ]

Anyway, this is fashion.

like i give a shit about fashion!

Shows how much class you have.

[ what are they even really arguing about ]

I think I see you.

[ Chuuya's somewhere at the entrance. The first thing Nakatsu should notice is the fact that he's ... really not tall. In fact, he should only go up to Nakatsu's neck. ]

[Nakatsu looks up, craning his neck around to see if anyone matches the picture he'd seen earlier. He spots Nakahara and grins.]

Oooooiiii! Fashion boy! [Civilized people don't shout across large spaces. Nakatsu does. He waves his arms and jogs over. If he notices or cares that Nakahara's shorter than he is, he makes no comment.]

Thanks for waiting! Shit, this place is huge. I kept thinking I'd get lost.

"Fashion-Boy ..." [ Chuuya repeats, chewing on the strange nickname for a second. It's better than a lot of things he'd been called in his life at least, so he doesn't take offense. ]

Yeah. It is. Kinda has to be, if it's gonna house an army of giant robots.

[ There's one to the side with a cool look to it. It's painted black and red, and even spiky at some places. That's just the kind of edgy design that Chuuya likes. ]

[Speaking of giant robots, Nakatsu's staring up at them all wide-eyed.]

Wooooah. We really get to pilot them?

Who knows? But they're probably not going to let two people who know jack shit touch their robots.

[ And it's here when one of the huge robots tilts its head, almost like it's ... looking at them? ]

Uh ... [ This is kind of unsettling. ]

[He's about to mouth off, say that who cares what they think he's going to touch what he likes.]

Woooaaaaa- [His eyes grow wide, and he reaches out to shake Nakahara by the shoulder.] Woah woah woah! You see that, fashion dork? It's totally looking at us!!

[Gundam eat your heart out, this is so much better.]

Who's a fashion dork -- Oi! [ He doesn't like being rattled like this, so after the first feel seconds he tries to shove Nakatsu away. You'll mess up his clothes! Chuuya rearranges his hat and gives a sigh, glancing up at the allegedly sentient robot. ]

Man, don't you find this creepy? I wonder if it's actually thinking about something.

[Nakatsu is easily shoved away, he's too excited by the giant robot looking at them]

We should go get in it. That's what it wants, right?! [He's seen the anime. He knows how this works.]

[ This sounds like an awful idea, but he won't deny that it would be incredibly cool to go inside a giant robot. ]

Would you even know what to do once you're inside?

Hey! Come on, I think we can get up over here-

[not even listening, he takes off for what he thinks is how you get into the mecha. He has no idea if it's actually the way in or not]

Sheesh. [ He should just let Nakatsu go into that robot, let him blast himself off into space and die up there. Yet, as Chuuya's thinking about this, he also finds himself following along ]

I don't think that's how you get in it. [ In anime, you usually have to go into the head, or something. He's not an expert at this, but at their heights they can only reach its feet.

Then, out of nowhere, the mecha turns, looking directly at them now. It lowers itself onto one knee, showing them its hand, almost like it's letting them step on. This can't actually be happening. ]

What the hell would you know, faaa-aaaaaaaaa..... [Nakatsu skids to a halt as the mecha turns, lowers, and offers them a hand.] Shit, that's cool.

[He stares mutely at it for a moment, then grins again.] Let's go! Come on!

[ Meanwhile, Chuuya's staring a little stunned. That thing is huge, and even with his powers he'd have some trouble taking it down. There's also the fact that it shouldn't even be able to respond to them like this. Honestly, he finds it creepy, but his curiosity is also getting the better of him. ]

This is ...such a bad idea. [ There's a sigh, and he steps on, both his small feet fitting onto one of the robot's fingers. He's never felt smaller than he does now, but perhaps he isn't the only one this time. ]

Will you chill out! [He clambers up next to Nakahara, the grin apparently plastered in place now.] What's the worst that could happen, honestly?

Oi! [He cups his hands and shouts up at the mecha's head.] We're ready! Bring us up!

[ A lot of bad things could happen ... But Chuuya's also the type more likely to take risks than to stay conservative. He crosses his arms, waiting for the robot to bring them up.

And up, up they go... The mecha carries them closer to its face, where the faceplate opens to reveal the cockpit inside. It's a two-seater, just perfect for them. ]

The ones in those anime rarely accommodate for two.

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