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❪ test drive: #1 - the overflow ❫
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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.
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. 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... 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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Is this going to be the case for every morning, then? How long have you been awake...?
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Maybe since 8...? Detectives always get up early. [Duh.] If I have to drag you out of bed every day, I guess that's just what I have to do.
[The sacrifice he's willing to make...]
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Now, did you find anything else besides our very balanced meal?
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Yeah, yeah. I remember. [This dude. Junpei sighs only because he has to sit up now, which he does, but doesn't yet stand.] I found some clothes. You're not that much taller than me, so...
[So he guessed. Vertically. They're approximately the same width, so it's fine.]
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[If his shirts end up being like, crop tops... that's not his fault. It's time to unravel himself from all these blankets, which he's just going to drop on Junpei while he stands. Thanks, buddy.] You'll have to describe them to me. Though unless they're like your last attire, I should be fine...
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[Speaking of his bed... and all the bedding that's been dumped on him...] You stole my pillow!
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[But not like... his own back? That's Snake's now. Anyway, he's definitely unbuttoning his shirt on the way to Junpei's bed, aaand... there it goes. To the floor. He's going to sort through these shirts while shirtless.] Do these say anything embarrassing?
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He doesn't notice Snake is just disrobing casually until it's too late. There are four pillows in his lap and he's having difficulty picking the right one.] No. Don't leave your shirt there.
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What about this one? [He raises a really good shirt to his chest.]
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It's the best shirt of all time. Junpei literally chose all of these shirts himself, and he's still in awe of how fucking amazing that shirt is. Suddenly, he's struck by the realization that although he really wanted that one for himself, it's even better if he can see Snake wearing it like once a week or so. Holy shit.]
It's, uh, plain. I have like 14 of those. [...] Had.
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You had fourteen of the same shirt...? That seems a little boring, Junpei. [idiot,]
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He's only going to change it because it's stained from yesterday's escapade. Know this. Know, also, that he's putting on a shirt covered in jellyfish. Or don't! But he's definitely right here, changing.]
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Fitting music? Fitting music.] This is... appropriate. What-- [give him a second, he's already laughing,] What are you wearing, Junpei?
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It's a lot. Give him a moment to work this out.] Snake... Did you play with the buttons when I wasn't here?
[Surely that's the only way he could perfectly time that smooth jazz reveal. His shirt... is on. Jellyfish.] Now that's what I call a shirt. I look great.
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I'm sure you do look great. [He pats his shoulder in encouragement, but also as a reminder that he's smaller.] Are we acceptable partners in crime to explore the... lounge?
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this boy.....he touch]
Yeah, guess so. You ready? [He just made the suggestion, Junpei, how could he not be-!! Habit. Ah, and this is the part where Junpei glances at Snake's risque exposed arms. Finally, he knows.
Anyway, he's putting in the extra effort to move around and reach for Snake's actual flesh and blood hand. Let's go, buddy.]
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I've said this before, Junpei, but if I'm to have company here... I'm glad that I've woken up to you. [Wait,] From stasis, however. Not this morning.
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Definitely awarding himself another point. Good show, Junpei Tenmyouji. He nudges Snake with his elbow, lightly.]
Come on, who else am I supposed to hit the town with? [hit the lounge] We both need to be awake for this.
[This EXCITEMENT... in the LOUNGE.]