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THE N E S T ([personal profile] onemind) wrote in [community profile] emptynesters2017-04-04 08:54 am
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TEST DRIVE :003


TEST DRIVE :003


     WELCOME to the test drive and thank you for your interest in Station 72! To allow players to experiment with game mechanics, flexibility and to account for the fact that our TDMs tend to span a number of months to make up for our low player turnover, we've put together a game-themes random scenario generator for you to play with. Mix and match prompts at will, pick your own broodmates, experiment with abilities and specializations, talk to each other and maybe make up some pre-established CR, and generally play around however you like.

This test drive is not game canon, so take this chance to go nuts! Current in game players are also welcome to make top levels here and aren't beholden to their in-game characterizations (so if it makes more sense to be a broodmates of a character test driving, feel free to do so for the sake of these threads).

For the full experience, we strongly encourage players to write up a short blurb about what their fellow characters might know about them either through shared time on the Station or through the Nest mental link. Handy links can be found at the bottom of this entry if you have any questions and APPLICATIONS are always open if you decide you'd like to jump into the game proper. If you're having trouble coming up with a symbiote ability for your character for use in either the TDM or for your application, we have an ability workshop post located HERE.


(Mix and match these prompts at will to create your own TDM scenario - there's no obligation to use something from every category. Feel free to make up anything that isn't covered in the prompt if it lends to your playing.)


     THE PLACE

1. STATION 72 consists of massive, alien sprawl. While large sections of the Station might be mistaken for a Station manufactured for use by humanoid beings - the hangar is relatively standard other than its massive size, the Life Support deck with its series of living quarters seems normal enough (if you ignore the part where none of the rooms have doors on them), and there's even a Jai Alai court -, beyond the most well trod paths the Station quickly cedes to the utterly bizarre. Corridors twist and loop back in on themselves, great verandas overlook massive empty rooms, ramps because stairs which lead to dead ends. It's easy to get lost if you don't have a destination in mind. Strangely enough, if you do know where you want to be, the Station's twisting paths will eventually get you there as long as you keep your goal firmly in mind. Knowing that is another thing entirely.

2. THE MELTED WORLD was once beautiful. Then again, maybe it's always been a toughened old rock, but at some point the planet called Ojan was glassed in the throes of a brutal war. The planet's entire surface has become a twisted, mirror-like substance by whatever super hot biological weapon was poured into it. The material isn't actually that horrible, consuming black; it perfectly reflects the empty, quiet space that surrounds Ojan: a foreboding testament to a war long forgotten. But what lies below the surface of the desolated world?

3. THE SCEPTRE is a fabulous building structure suspended from an asteroid in orbit around a planet. The Sceptre pierces down through the atmosphere of the planet below and over the course of the asteroid's orbit, The Sceptre has an opportunity to pass through every habitat and climate the world below it has to offer. The Sceptre is sleek and beautiful (or it is? Maybe it's fallen into disrepair and only ghosts remain) and its massive windows look out onto a varied, verdant world (or do they? What state is the planet below in, exactly? Has it been so thoroughly paved over that the atmosphere is the only place left to build?).

4. PENTARA PRIME is the ancient, meandering capital of the lush garden world of Pentara. Unlike most cities, it is a large, verdant sprawl, made up eighteen clustered centers - groups of low, elegant stone buildings, strung together by winding roads populated with quietly humming pods moving people from spoke to spoke. The capital is built around leisure, not production and there are far more gardens and orchards than there are buildings. The sun is heavy and low, and the air is still and buzzes with the sounds of fat-bodied insects. It’s so still, so calm. It seems empty and there is something unsettling in the quiet. --Or is it? Maybe it's bustling with energy, just as vibrant and delightful as it seems on the surface.

5. CHORIUS is not quite a planet. Not anymore. Once long ago it was, but over time it has changed - been stripped clean of every valuable mineral, every scrap of rare metal, and eventually even of atmosphere. The core has cooled perceptibly and now even its rotation period has slowed dramatically. Now it is a made up of shaped carbon and steel that bridge over the stripped surface of the planet, pulsing with energies, shielded from the harshness of the sun by a webbed dome that keeps the electric scented air from escaping into the space around it. Here nothing is wasted. Everything - everyone - is recycled and reconstituted into new forms. Every one of the cities changes daily, reformatted to meet new goals and new needs. It is a dead world filled with the living. But whether it is thriving or dying is hard to say - and what the newest change will bring with it is even more difficult to guess.

6. SPACE, THE FINAL FRONTIER. There's a lot of it in every direction.

     THE PEOPLE

1. THE OUTLANDERS consist of small bands of settlers and explorers who have quested out into the unknown, the remote, and the dessicated parts of this galaxy looking for either new opportunities or forgotten mysteries. They are mostly upright though only vaguely humanoid, remnants of a civilization driven from their own failing world, each group is bound only by their own codes and personal laws. They're traders and nomads, largely peaceful but wary of the harsh, dangerous environment and beings they've crossed paths with. Don't cross a deal with an Outlander - they'll make you regret it.

2. A VERITABLE MELTING POT, the beings of this metropolis are as vibrant and diverse as is imaginable. These are a people developed by a myriad of cultural influences, technological insights, overlapping interests and clashing societal norms shaken up and spit out into something that more or less works as long as there's a whole lot of bureaucracy to keep it in order. And boy is there a lot of that. Mind your p's and q's - someone might haul you in for questioning if you cause too much of an uproar.

3. A RUINED GHOST is all that remains of this ancient civilization. Once there were people here leading brilliant or lives, or quiet ones, but all that's left are their ruined structures, old half-functional consoles and signs of lives abruptly arrested. What destroyed these people is initially unclear, but their extinction appears to have been absolute. --Or was it?

4. THE COURT is elegant and beautiful and perfect. Every being is shrouded in delicate, gauzy fabrics layered so densely as to obscure their elongated squirming bodies from head to toe. Each step sounds like a bell ringing from the the small metal plates at the bottom of their soft slippers; every gloved finger glints with small golden threads. The queens sweep through their secret insect gardens and their royal technomancers walk the halls with the glitter of hologlyphs sparkling at their fingertips and in the wake of their sweeping robes.

5. THE GREAT MILITARY is larger even than it’s name suggests. Every member of their civilization plays some part in it, every person has a rank, every family an insignia. The structure is rigid and inflexible and all-encompassing, and it has made them into ferocious enemies. They have been at war for as long as they have been a people, and their battle will never end, because if it did, they would go with it. The harshness of their life is painted on the sharp planes of their grey faces, but there is an indomitability and a pride to them that is hidden by their stern, unchanging expressions.

6. SCUM ALWAYS LIVES at the edge of the universe. Beware the dark of the space and the seedier underbelly of cities or the shadows of forgotten planet - pirates make their living there and these are desperate times, friend.

     THE OBJECTIVE

1. GET UP from where you've fallen. Or get up from the nesting deck pod where you've just woken up on the Station. Or get up to Level 672 where there's a ship waiting for you. Or get up from the knee you've taken before this alien queen. Get up.

2. THE RESCUE might be saving a city from a disaster engineered by an enemy force, playing bodyguard for a government official, or liberating a rare artifact from a crumbling structure.

3. IT'S A RACE AGAINST TIME to collect the relic you've been sent to retrieve from the collapsing ruin. Or to make your way free of the military blockade. Or to make your escape from a crumbling world.

4. THE MASQUERADE is all a cover - for an assassination. For a heist. For a political coup.

5. INFILTRATE you know what you need. And you know who has it. With a little help you’ll be able to break into the place no one is supposed to go. You could sneak in… or smash in. Or maybe just talk your way past every little problem.

6. COME ON AND SLAM and welcome to the jam. It’s a ritual or maybe it’s just a pastime, but whichever it is there are rules and there is a goal. There’s probably even points. If you’re lucky, you just might score one. Avoid the spiky pits? Or maybe the thrown fruit. Or perhaps just the other team...

6. EXPLORE and uncover the secrets this place have to offer. There’s a mystery here if you know where to find it. And all you have to do is look.

7. DON'T DIE is easy to say and hard to do when you're under the guns of an armada. Or when you're trying to outwit spies. Or when the ground is literally crumbling under your feet.


     INSPIRATION







redheadcarrier: (Cell-phoning it up.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2018-01-17 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Right. A polite person is just gonna ignore that you're bleeding and you drew weird symbols all over the floor. Guess I'm rude.

[ Ugh. Asuka rolls her eyes and falls into a crouch next to Sakura. ]

What makes you think I'd just give up like that?
memita: (07)

ii. new bff

[personal profile] memita 2018-01-17 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Luv had not been anyone's first choice to accompany Johan. Infiltration is not one of her primary skills; she is not interested in fitting in or pretending to make friends. But she is practiced at remaining unobtrusive, folding herself into prepackaged social niceties and met expectations until the idea of her is barely more than a glimmer in the peripheral vision of the people she's met. It's a comfortable position from which to observe. She's not likely to get in his way.

That is precisely the problem, for some of the nest. (Is she any better?) She is focused on their mission, however. She won't allow him to become distracted. If he's physically threatened, she will negate the threat. Isn't that all that's really necessary?

She wears her fantastical sculpture of a dress like she was built for it, a special edition Barbie in a gown sown to her waist and wrists, designed to be seen and not lived in. It isn't her favorite. But the absence of choice is familiar, as is this cavalier parade toward self-destruction. ]


( Is that not human nature? )

[ Human, through the lens of Luv's mind, being something external to herself. Lesser. Her baseline pleasantness doesn't waver. ]
ungetuem: <user name="crowned_in_white"> (⥯ hear the falconer)

[personal profile] ungetuem 2018-01-17 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Johan is so rarely discomfited. His walls are high and thick, his vulnerabilities so small, his comprehension so vast; it's hard to shake him at all. Even now, with other people in his head, the constant pulsing humanity of them, it's difficult.]

[But Tenma's presence is like . . . looking in a mirror and seeing everything exactly the same but precisely opposite, only it isn't a mirror, it's the world. Just the world, and yourself, backwards. Subtly wrong. It would bother him more if he were more of a person, and in this moment he's grateful--no--calmed by his own perpetual stasis. It could be worse. It could be significantly worse, he knows, if he had more to lose, the way Herr Doktor Tenma always did.]

[Still. There it is, the gratitude at companionship and focus on what is rather than what is not, not pushing against him but constantly in his periphery.]

[Johan's eyebrows draw together faintly. Home? he thinks, tying it to the others with a very uncertain question mark.]


You're worried about them worrying. [Also a question, kind of.]
ungetuem: <user name="crowned_in_white"> (⥯ the centre cannot hold)

hi bestie |  ̄︶ ̄|o

[personal profile] ungetuem 2018-01-18 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
( Yes. )

[The answer comes without an instant of hesitation. Yes, it is--]

( For the most part. )

[His fingers lace together as he leans back a bit, half-turning on the bench to look at her with a soft smile on his face. Just for a moment, because of course staring at someone without speaking would be a major faux pas. Nobody here needs to know about the telepathic link; they already stand out enough. He only means to convey that he doesn't exactly disagree, only wants to clarify.]

[He doesn't really care if she gets upset with him, but it would be nice to keep talking to her. She's interesting.]


( On a grand scale--culturally--humanity tends always towards entropy. But on an individual level, it isn't always so simple. )

( Usually. But not always. )
springtimeshadow: soft smile (078)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
( Most people do. )

[ The thought comes unbidden from her mind before she can stop it, and it hardly even sounds accusatory. More like a simple statement of fact.

Outwardly, her face gives no indication that she said anything, impassive as ever. No hint of the bitterness or resentment towards the world that Asuka's simple question stirs within her. Probably, she isn't even aware. ]


... Nothing in particular.

[ A calculated answer, an answer deliberately chosen with the hopes that it gives the recipient nothing to hold on to. Not apologetic but not accusatory either, simply purposefully bland as possible. The safe option. ]
Edited (omg i'm so sorry this thread is edit city, i'm normally not this bad) 2018-01-18 00:38 (UTC)
springtimeshadow: crying, upset, yelling (083)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ Distress upon more distress. It's palpable in the air and even on her face-- she can't stop it. She failed at her summoning, she's here all alone, everyone she loves might be dead and it might be her fault, and there's some idiot here rambling about witches and manga and it's too much-- ]

I'm not a witch!

[ That has a ring of truth to it, at least. There's a distinction between a witch and a magus, in Sakura's mind at least. ]

I-- I don't want help.

[ I don't want your help, is what she really means. ]
redheadcarrier: (Surly)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2018-01-18 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ She "hears" the thought as clearly as if it was her own. She's used to that by now, but it's still irritating and strange and it's frankly a little insulting. Here she is trying to help and this ungrateful girl is acting like she's the worst person in the world for not overlooking the fact that there's blood everywhere. There's something jagged about her response (and also guarded). It's an anger with no particular target. ]

( I'm not most people. )

[ She doesn't bother to hide that. She just lets it fly and hopes (is sure) that the girl will hear it. ]

You're an awful liar, you know that? You're new, right?
springtimeshadow: soft smile (209)

1/3

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sakura's eyes widen-- forget mental links, the surprise is apparent even on her face. ]
springtimeshadow: surprised, embarrassed, blushing (004)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Surprise is followed swiftly by pink-cheeked embarrassment-- ]
springtimeshadow: upset, yelling, embarrassed, blushing (009)

no i lied 3/4

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ and then finally finishes up with panic. ]

Um!! You weren't supp-- I didn't mean to-- th-that wasn't directed at you!
springtimeshadow: looking down, hiding behind bangs (029)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Resigned and a little contrite, Sakura looks down again and busies herself with tearing strips off her skirt to make bandages-- anything to avoid eye contact, really. ]

... Sorry, I'm not very good at this ...

[ It's not clear exactly which part she's apologising for, though...

Being new? Making snide remarks? Being mad? Meeting new people?

All of the above, perhaps. Or none. ]
redheadcarrier: (Are you sure?)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2018-01-18 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka groans quietly. They have an actual medical bay around here... somewhere. She's never used it herself, but still. She leans over to get a better look at Sakura, frown deepening. What's with her?

Then again, Asuka hadn't taken that well to having her thoughts broadcast everywhere. She blows out a slightly aggravated sigh.
]

...don't worry about it. Has anyone really explained any of this to you? And what's with the pentagram thing? Are you trying to summon Satan?

[ She has no idea why you'd want to do that. She's fought Angels before (there's a flickering memory of a glowing, geometric shape flickering in the sky). Leave the "divine" somewhere else, as far as she's concerned. ]
springtimeshadow: soft smile (212)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-18 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ The image of the Angel makes no sense to Sakura, but the question is alarming enough that she quickly forgets about it. ]

What-- n-no, I--

[ There's really no way she can explain around this. There's no easy lie or explanation that makes sense, other than the truth, and even the truth doesn't make that much sense either. Oh well. If the Mages Association wants to come after her for breaking their cardinal rule, they'll have to come through the multiverse to get her, she supposes. What does she owe them, anyway? ]

... Just a friend ...

[ An image of an older woman with long, pale purple hair, her eyes hidden behind a visor. The feeling associated with it is warm, protective. ]

I know, um... you know. What they told us before I woke up here...
cybele: (🝣 'cuz i'll throw it all away)

s72 - get up, get up, get out there ( 2 )

[personal profile] cybele 2018-01-19 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ the scream — familiar and heart-rending — hits medusa in the back of the head like a ton of bricks. it doesn't matter what she is doing, who she is talking to, or even if she's paying someone for food: everything is dropped. nothing matters. nothing at all — nothing but sakura.

incredible speed and unimaginable agility lends wings to medusa's form, and she's barely a shadow on the wall as she moves through the station. her sharp eyes search for that splash of purple, the pink ribbon folded within. it's not until she hears sakura mention something about chicken that medusa realizes how close she is. her long purple hair snakes over her shoulders as she finally lands behind her master, barely winded. ]


...Sakura—

[ and she stops herself. her heart is beating in her corporeal chest in what feels like an alien way — medusa realizes that her hand had been reaching to sakura.

quietly, she reins herself back into control, waiting for sakura's manic episode to pass before she'll say her name again: ]


Master, I am here. Please control yourself.
byodo: (Default)

[personal profile] byodo 2018-01-19 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fear is a niggling thing in the back of his mind. It isn't a fear of death, or the expectation that any moment now Johan might whip out a gun and aim toward him, because the man has never, would never. Johan poses no danger to his physical life. What he fears is even more terrifying than that: the possibility that they are, at heart, the same.

Tenma shakes his head. ]


I'm not worried.

[ That isn't a lie. But the kind-of question is really why. ]

These little things add up. Showing up when you say you will, not making people worry. It shows them they matter to you.

[ Ugliness is in the little acts of everyday neglect, a slow chipping away at the bonds between people until there is nothing left to lose. If so, beauty is in the minute evidence of mundane sincerity. ]
ungetuem: <user name="crowned_in_white"> (⥯ upon the world)

[personal profile] ungetuem 2018-01-19 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[It shows them they matter to you.]

[The look Tenma receives in return is one of deliberate blankness. A reminder. Not even a question--So?--but a fact: They don't.]

[A fact, more or less. There is a wing off the main hall of his mind that was never there before. If he isn't careful and turns in there, he discovers that perhaps this is untrue. They do, or they might; or at least the feeling is comparable to caring for one person, pouring all of his concern, meager as it is, into the nest.]

[He looks out at the emptiness. It smells like flowers--not roses, but wildflowers. It makes him obliquely, distantly homesick.]


Wherever you go, you are always the most reliable man around.

[This is wholly genuine and not at all a taunt, which is probably worse than if it were. He turns back to Tenma with a smile, leaving the question of figure-ground reversal in the dust for the moment.]

We can go, then. Since it's important to you--lead, and I'll follow.
redheadcarrier: (Yeah you're gonna have to come in)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2018-01-19 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
You were going to pull a friend out of nowhere with a blood circle...?

[ Asuka blinks, even as the image settles into her head. Purple hair, visor. Older woman. It's still a bit strange to see a memory that isn't hers, but she's... almost used to it by now. It's still always going to be strange to her, though. She shakes her head, as if to clear the thought away, trying to think of what else there is to really say. ]

I have no idea how that was supposed to work, but I guess you've got... some sort of weird portal through time thing going on?

[ Or something. She doesn't pretend to know everyone's story. Anyway- ]

You need to work on your shields. [ She scoffs and reaches out to poke Sakura in the temple. ]

Or else everyone is going to be in your head and your going to be everyone else's. And trust me, nobody really wants that.
springtimeshadow: upset, yelling, embarrassed, blushing (009)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-19 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Rider--!

[ Sakura isn't normally one for hugs, but there's a sense of all-encompassing relief flooding through Sakura's body as she flings herself full-body into the other woman. ]

I thought-- I thought...

[ She thought everyone was gone, and she was the only one left. That's the opposite way of how it's supposed to be. If anyone should be gone, it should be her, not Senpai, not Nee-san...! ]
springtimeshadow: blushing, unsure, concerned (102)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-19 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a sense of reluctance, of avoidance to answer the first line of questioning. Of secrets and magic and trouble. ]

... It's hard to explain ...

[ Which is not untrue, exactly. But at Asuka's second line of thought, Sakura starts shaking her head vehemently, distress spiking again. ]

I-- I don't want that either... how do I do it? Um. "Shielding"?
cybele: (🝣 if i open up my eyes)

[personal profile] cybele 2018-01-19 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ similarly, rider isn't one for full-body contact, and the surprise in her eyes is obvious.

ah... but that just illustrates the difference between her monstrous self and the humanity of her master, doesn't it? upon arrival, medusa had resigned herself to this fate, to spend time making sure that the world sakura was on was safe from harm. it hadn't bothered her too badly — she was used to being alone. sakura, however, had a family, broken and complicated, but she had people she loved.

awkwardly, rider placed a hand on sakura's crown and slides it down the back of her skull in a way she hopes is comforting. she's only ever used her touch to maim and kill the people who had hurt her sisters; it's weird to try and use it gently. ]

Um... [ honestly, what does she say? it's distressing to see sakura in this state, and even moreso that she doesn't know exactly how to comfort her. ]
Take your time, ...Sakura. I won't leave your side.
springtimeshadow: gloomy, avoidant, upset (039)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-19 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ She does. Sakura just stands there a while, letting Rider's presence calm her down. Finally, voice soft again-- ]

... I didn't want to be here all alone ...

Is that selfish?

[ Still, she can't help but be happy. Rider means safety, means a lifeline. At least one person she can rely on. As long as she has Rider ... ]
cybele: ( with love! ) (pic#)

[personal profile] cybele 2018-01-19 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ gingerly, rider tucks a strand of hair behind sakura's ear, but she still doesn't step away. she'll let sakura hold onto her as long as she needs to. ]

Even if it is, it's not wrong to wish for something like that. No one [ no one human, she tells herself, as though it makes her own loneliness disappear ] wants to be alone in a strange place.

But you should know by now: you are my Master, and I will follow you everywhere.
springtimeshadow: surprised, embarrassed, blushing (007)

1/2

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-19 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sakura doesn't say anything at first, but there's something that feels like an outpouring of love, of gratitude, towards her. ]

Rider...
springtimeshadow: soft smile (072)

[personal profile] springtimeshadow 2018-01-19 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Then she lets go, finally calm enough to be able to attempt to smile again. It's a little forced, but she's trying. ]

Then... I guess this time it's our turn to try to save everyone else, instead of the other way around. I might not be very good at it, but... will you help me anyway?
redheadcarrier: (See ya)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2018-01-19 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hard to explain. She's heard that a lot. Well, whatever. It's not her problem if this girl wants to keep drawing blood runes into the floor or whatever. ]

It's - uh, it helps us stay sane mostly. Because trust me, you don't want to live with everyone in your head all the time. It's sort of-

[ Her face screws up as she tries to think of a way to describe it. ]

It's like - putting a barrier between yourself and everyone else. A wall, if you want to imagine it like that. And you use it to filter stuff and make sure people don't just hear your random thoughts about them.

[ Meaningful glance. ]

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