❪ 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

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[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.]

[america]

[ It's all calmness and composure on Cap's side. He's been in enough battles to know that keeping a clear head is key to getting through a fight. Emotions expend energy, they trip you up, it becomes a weapon used against you. And in the end, he really can do this all day, simulation or not.

He blocks his opponent's punch, though the force of it drags him backwards a step, feet still planted firmly in the dirt. The breeze is nice but the heat of the battle extinguishes any coolness that might pass between them. Steve hardly notices it, in any case.

He's not sure how long the simulation is meant to last but he leans in with his weight and that of his shield, tilting it just enough so the edge of it could swipe up in an arc, aimed directly for the other man's chin. ]

[silverhound]

[A pained grunt escapes Loz once that accursed shield knocks him right in the kisser with enough force to send him staggering backwards. Had this not been just a mere simulation, Loz would've honestly tasted blood. That's just how damn hard his opponent knocked the stuffing out of him with that shield. A resounding ping lingers in the air briefly after impact. It takes the silver haired brute a moment to regain his facilities. Simulation or not, that really did catch him by surprise.]

Son of a--[Before he could finish, Loz attempts to charge forward with a shoulder tackle. He's completely enraged at this point, livid even! If the Captain doesn't act fast, he's going to find himself taking a real beating once the half-alien hybrid starts pummeling him.]

[america]

[ This feels a hell of a lot less like training and a lot more like the guy's got a death wish - either for him or himself; Steve just isn't sure who it applies to.

By this point, Captain America loses the shield. He pitches it into the simulated dirt, half-in, half-sticking out, so his hands are free. If it's close combat the guy wants, it's close combat he's about to receive. He jerks, absorbing the hit to the shoulder but super-soldiers don't fold that easily, and aside from the extra durability, Steve is a big man. ]

Seems you've got a lot of anger issues to sort out. [ Steve says slowly, catching his breath. ] And I get that. Believe me, I do.

You sure you wanna continue?

[silverhound]

[Perhaps Loz really does have a death wish or perhaps not. Either way, he's coming at the masked man like a fright train upon high noon. He all but crashes against the captain in his attempt to knock his opponent down. This doesn't quite workout as well as one would think. His opponent is damn near as big as him, if not a little bigger. The masked dude isn't some small frail little thing, this guy has muscles on top of muscles obscured by that bright leather and the brawn to back it up. But what baffles Loz about this dude is that he's quite certain that his opponent is human.]

How the hell are you still standing?! [That frustration gives away to awe once he realizes that his opponent is damn near as strong as him.] Shut up!

[He shoves himself off the captain briefly before attempting a quick jab at his left. Loz is certainly somewhat practiced in hand to hand but he's not skilled. The silver haired brute acts on instincts alone.]

[america]

[ Well, to Loz's credit, Steve isn't impervious to feeling pain and absorbing damage, and the strength of him is still pretty substantial as far as fights go.

He's not rusty by any means, having pretty much arrived post-battle, so his instincts are on high, and his strategizing even better. This training module had been more of an opportunity to see what the Orbiters had to offer, a satiating of his curiousity because Tony's training modules had been pretty advanced. A lot like this one but the opponents then were his friends and students. ]

Not much of a conversationalist - okay.

[ Steve predicts the direction of the other man's jab, raising his arm far enough to block it before going in for a jab of his own. ]