❪ test drive: #1 - the overflow ❫

[natha]

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. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● world ● map ● reputation ● npcs taken ● reserves ● application calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

Comments

[r3f4c70r3d]

[ The smile she has is a wry one, but it still comes out in her voice. ]

I've never driven a car, let alone a mobile suit. Isn't there a saying for that? "Learn to drive before you fly?"

[punshots]

hang on a sec! I've got a pic!

[ He sends the photo through, though it's a picture of a picture so it's not the best quality. ]

cute, right? anyway, I'm not exactly sure how she got lost, but by the time she got to me she was a loooong way from home.

[illuminating]

[Just into the beginning of her grumbling, she has to stop when she sees what's happened. There's a still moment, and then her sides, hiding her lungs, expand and contract rapidly, and he'll hear it in her quickened pants—she's laughing in the only way a wolf can, but if it's not obvious by her breathing, the joy is noticeable in her circling tail, hitting the ground over and over.

—Ah. It all ceases suddenly, because you're not going to distract her, stubborn bovid. Her scolding turns into flattened ears, unimpressed eyes, and a deep groan, short groan, short groan, long groan. But she doesn't know how to communicate to him precisely, so instead she takes to the meat he gave her again, ripping strips away to chow down on, but groaning all the while.

It doesn't take her long to get the steak down to a quarter remaining, what with it not being the whole animal, and tender from being cooked besides. Never mind her voracious appetite. Her ears prick forward to stare intensely at it, and she has to resist licking what's left, because if she does, she'll surely consume the whole thing. What would be more natural to indicate he should eat it is to get up and move away from it, but that's not an option under the circumstances.

So instead, she wriggles herself out so the chair is only keeping her lower back and hips in place, and pushing herself partially up with forepaws while trying to remain weighted, she starts… nudging the remainder of the steak on the floor in his direction with cold black nose. Look, this is the best she can do.]



(ooc: Aaa! Hi! I just wanted to say I'm sorry I've been pretty slow lately, and I was planning to hit you up on CR meme, but… well, I'm slow as hell, and we hit captcha so fast. I hope it's okay to let you know here: 1. I've been enjoying their interaction a lot! & 2. I hope it's all right to keep pursuing CR with you throughout the game.)

[uglybug]

Oh! I want to pet her! How did you find her?

[laveers]

[ It sounds a bit naive put like that, but she too knows the desire to fight and die for what one believes. So she lets it be. ]

Aye, the Targaryens. A dragon is their sigil and the reason for their victory. They ruled the Seven Kingdoms until the Mad King. There were no dragons left by then — he and his house fell.

[ofseraphim]

[ HE SEES THAT NOW YES. ]

A little positivity goes a long way!

[valcurie]

( She can't but help smiling, even if it's just smiling at her phone. Truth be told she has always admired Lena's resilience and optimism that have allowed her to prevail over some truly trying circumstances. )

Of course. I can't let you show me up, can I?

Besides, even the end of the world needs more heroes, right?

[trybelieving]

[ gossip from another world with two men presently in stasis. it'd much more more interesting if they were awake and at each other's throats.]

He was a powerful evil in our world. He fought Hook over a woman.

[jelmazmo]

Were you a knight?

( Yes, she's curious. It's a much more pleasant topic to focus on than the creature before them. Dany has no doubt that left alone, it would kill them now. In the very least, this is all a simulation.

The smell is horrific by now, and it's struggles have ceased. Dany pinches her nose after inhaling in her relief. )

You heard aright, yes; dragons.

( Her mind fills with warmth first to think of them, and then her ire rises internally. They are my children. It is an offense to make me earn them. )

[america]

[ Well, okay. Straight to business then.

He's met worse opponents, thats for sure. Ruder ones too.

It takes Steve a moment to wonder whether this guy is part of the simulation - all the attitude and the revved up anger, probably meant to spur the trainee on - but he figures, even if this guy was a person outside of this training module, he probably has a right to be angry.

His world was taken away by The Storm too.

With quick reflexes, Steve reaches to grab at his shield right when the silver-haired man brings down a strike. Sparks fly to accompany a sharp screech of metal dragging against metal. He keeps his legs apart to capture the brunt of the strength in his opponent's blow before pushing upwards. ]

[jelmazmo]

There are some things I might jest about, but this is not one of them. You will defend me.

( Like it or no, he is the only champion she has, and he will have to do. If nothing else, at least she isn't holding him captive. The presence of the monstrosity ahead prevents that, even were it her intention. So long as she's not given reason, she would much rather see the creature destroyed so she might exit and attempt again.

The second roar causes her to tense imperceptibly, limbs drawn and still. )

Our foe.

[insurgent]

[ bless

the tiniest person is barreling her way towards him. she stops a foot away, unsure if she could reign in the desire to lash out if she moves closer. ]

You're a rebel, then?

[ a flyboy, of course. she tries to keep her voice even and her heart, steady, hands curling into fists and then relaxing at her side. ]

[jelmazmo]

The sight of him is a genuine surprise for her, as she's never before seen such a creature. Perhaps the benefit of that is that she doesn't find it strange that he talks so much as that he's toting such a strange weapon with him. There are literally all kinds aboard this vessel, and this encounter merely proves that to be true without a doubt.

Her brows pinch together in a small display of displeasure and her features draw into a cool mask. The fire casts eerie shadows over them both, and she replies evenly: "To serve a Queen is a great honour." And will not go unrewarded. proper introductions can wait; a thing of which they both seem aware.

Slowly, a little smile forms upon her face. That's better. "Very good. That weapon appears formidable. What is it?" She fists her hand, and the flames which have not caught along the long grass and nearby trees vanish.

Daenerys would indulge her curiosity as her blue eyes pan about the open area, and she nods. "Better to draw it out here, I believe."

[valcurie]

No, nothing like that, Ana. I just wonder if maybe you were able to learn something, given your outside prospective. It is hard to see the forest for the trees when you are lost in its tangled branches.

( She's not suspicious, or accusing, she's just someone who knows better, now. Someone who wouldn't be surprised if not everything was as it seemed. Ana, after all, isn't dead, so what other ghosts, she wonders, might come back to haunt her, even though the world is supposedly over?

Then, more quiet: ) I hope there will be soon. One of them--Darma, asked me to help people. ...Even if we're not sure what's going to happen, do you want her to wake up?

[silverhound]

[The anger is more than justified at this point. Loz has two brothers who are currently still in stasis and their "Mother" is nowhere to be found. Everything the trio has done to ensure their victory against "Big Brother" and the Shinra lapdogs went up in smoke just when the Storm suddenly arrived. Loz doesn't remember much but he does remember the darkness that came and the sickening feeling of defeat.

He's bitter about what happened, jaded even.]

[His unmistakable aggression can be felt with every punch as Loz tries to make a dent on that ridiculous shield. Sparks goes flying as he uses the Dualhound to slam against the shield with brutal force but he briefly loses his footing when the masked man shoves him back a few steps.]

Come on! Don't you just hide behind that!

[He growls before crouching low and trying to knock the masked guy right off his feet with a well-timed leg sweep. Loz is oddly flexible and agile for someone his size. The silver haired brute is close to six foot two and relatively skilled even if he doesn't have much training. He's all brawn and might with a hint of leanness to him that allows him to be agile.]

[clobbers]

( While Kara can't possibly divine Rogue's feelings about her being able to fly, but she does look down to ensure she's still included. Something clicks into place and feels right whenever she's able to work with others, and her blood sings with it now as she grins her way. )

Good thinking.

( She speeds back toward the snake, struggling to grasp it (What's happened to her strength? She'll need to visit the medbay later, possibly.) so that she can literally toss it Rogue's way in a trick she'd done with The Flash not too long ago. )

That one suits you, gotta say!

[america]

[ It's the agility that trips Cap up - at least for now. He stumbles, going down to land on his back, shield still up to protect him. He doesn't respond to the taunts and the jeers, having been through plenty of that in his lifetime, but goes on using his shield as a point of defense, as well as a weapon.

That aggression can be felt in the air - it's practically tangible at this point, and something Cap can probably use to his advantage. Anger and aggression tend to be blinding.

One half of a second is all he spends on the ground before he uses the strength in his legs to hoist himself back up onto his feet. Shield strapped to one arm, he goes in for a strike with the other. ]

[punshots]

For what it's worth, knowing how to drive? Yeah, it doesn't really help with this thing.

[ Thought it might help if he wasn't a terrible driver to begin with. ]

[punshots]

walking home from school one day.
her leg was hurt pretty badly, so I had to take her home and get her patched up first.

[silverhound]

[If the only smartass wasn't too busy mentally patting himself on the back for knocking the masked guy down, then maybe Loz could've kept up the momentum. In just less than a second, the masked dude is back up and now on the offense. Loz manages to block the incoming stoke with the silver gauntlet before attempting to knock his opponent backwards with another powerful right hook.

It's kind of surreal for Loz to go hand to hand with someone like this. He's used to taking down dudes with oversized great swords and guns but not another combatant like him. Not even Tifa could match him in strength and speed, and yet here's this unknown masked bastard before him. It's a little humbling but oddly exciting at the same time. The animosity still hangs thick between them, especially since Loz lacks the ability to keep his emotions in check.]

[theycalledmeacurse]

[ It's been a hell of a long time since Rogue was last able to fight beside someone -- it's nice. It feels like what she's meant to do, what she's always been meant to do. She'd felt that before, back with the X-Men, back when they'd had a purpose beyond simply surviving.

She'd like to have that again. ]

Thanks, sugar!

[ The way Kara's struggling with the snake has Rogue speeding closer but staying out of range of that snapping mouth. ] Looks like you're having a bit of trouble there. What can I do?

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[deadthenred]

Are you kidding?

[ The words are out of his mouth before he can even pick himself up. He rights himself and squints, and remembers how she'd thrown her food. She probably wasn't kidding. That didn't matter— he wasn't gonna stand there and watch. Even if that— was that a dragon? He'd never fought a dragon before. Cripes.

Still, he pushes himself into a fighting stance, thanking heavens to Betsy whatever this trick was had let him keep a gun. ]

Just get me a clean shot.

[valcurie]

( Did wearing a uniform make her a soldier? She'd always thought of herself as a medic, and everyone called her a medic, but perhaps it did. She certainly had fought for Overwatch, just as much as fought Overwatch. At the very least she wasn't a soldier of Overwatch, she was an agent. Though holding him at gunpoint, even virtual gunpoint, might make this seem more like semantics, it's an important difference to her.

But he's not completely wrong. There was some want on her part to delineate the two different times. When she had a uniform to wear, and then when she didn't. )

More like the organisation the uniform belonged to was forcibly disbanded, and I was no longer associated with them. But it's not a bad look, is it? It seems like it made an impression on you.

[totheno1]

What do I want, he-ho? I want to play a video game! Do you like video games, he-ho?


[Ahh yes, the usual nonsensical demonic reaction. All this buildup, and yet they will ask a question that serves no other purpose Nanjo can't help but sigh at the situation, and give the other an apologetic look. He himself is not a video game player, so it not something he knows he can answer that would please the other.]

Be careful how you answer it, young man. Your answer will determine how it treats you.

[clobbers]

( It'd been the same for Kara; back on earth-1 during the Dominator invasion, she'd been so excited. Happy, even, not counting Oliver's (not) getting unnerved. She can recognize that her companion's also used to a similar dynamic, with how pleased she seems.

Kara laughs, despite how she struggles. )

Anytime!

( Once she's tossed it, she shouts: ) Run, and hit it really hard! I've done this trick before.

( Only she'd been able to lift trillions of tonnes. )