Test Drive

[travelagency]

Test Drive This is the first test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own. Prompts Prompt #1 There's a new drug being passed through the seedy end of the town which gives many bipedal species the temporary ability to shapeshift into someone else of their species. Needless to say it's very dangerous. Are you working on a cure? Currently trying it out to look hot at the bar? Trying to weed out the dealers? Prompt #2 When a cavespider attacks, usually someone doesn't lose much in the way of memories. They might not even notice what's gone. But your character has been swarmed with them and only remembers half of anything. Try to figure out some things about yourself again by talking to your friends and hope that your memories will be recovered with the reminders. Try not to take advantage of someone and lie to someone with the problem, though. Or do it, you need all the advantages you can get. Prompt #3 A notable and extremely wealthy alien ambassador has just arrived. He loves luxury but is extremely difficult to please. He is also said to be a collector of rare artefacts and some suspect that he may be here to receive stolen goods. Are you staff complaining about his behavior? A scientist keeping a close eye on the museum collections while the ambassador around? A thief planning a heist with a friend in order to sell the goods to the ambassador? Prompt #4 Having a drink at Pugsy's bar, because someone has to try the exotic booze. Be careful, some of it's made with blood. Navigation

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Prompt #3

[grifshot]

[Dexter Grif hates everything right now. Which really is par for the course but there seems to be an extra bit of vinegar in his veins today as he stares at the luggage around him and the carousel beside him. Somehow he doesn't think it's all going to fit.]

How much fucking luggage does this guy have anyway?

[Probably a good thing that the ambassador isn't in hearing range.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Narvin overhears, though, and raises an eyebrow.]

He is rich and powerful, which means he has however much luggage he pleases, while the mere peons have to deal with the logistics of transporting it.

[grifshot]

Yeah, I got that. Doesn't change the fact that it fucking sucks.

[Seriously. He picks up one of the larger pieces of luggage and almost falls over? AND it's heavy? He wishes he was back on valet duty.]

Better be getting a decent tip or something.

[timesbureaucrat]

From him? I wouldn't count on it. I've looked into his reputation and "ungracious skinflint" came up a time or two. As did other, more unflattering terms which I won't repeat in public.

[grifshot]

[Grif's face falls.]

Yeah, I can think of a few to.

I am going back to valet parking after this.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander decides that maybe a trip to the convenience store should wait, now that he's spotted someone looking like they're having a hard time with carrying luggage.]

'Scuse me, sir? I noticed that you're havin' a bit of trouble with carryin' these suitcases; mind if I help?

[grifshot]

[Grif looks down and Wander gets a bit of a weird look because Grif's never seen that type of alien before.]

I dunno dude. They're pretty heavy.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander looks back up at Grif and gives him a cheery smile.]

No problem! I'll jus' help with carryin' some of the lighter things an' holdin' doors for ya.

[He walks over to the smallest piece of luggage he can find and prepares to pick it up]

[grifshot]

[Grif sighs. So much for bumming off work. Not that he'd ever admit that. At least he's getting help.]

As a warning, I'm pretty sure this guy packed nothing but bricks, so don't throw your back out or anything like that.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander ignores his warning and proceeds to pick up the package, only to immediately drop it dangerously close to his foot]

Oh, huh. Musta misjudged how heavy that was. Lemme try that again.

[He tries to pick up the same package again, only this time with as much strength as he can muster. He's only able to lift it about an inch]

Yeah, got it! [He puts on a smile as his arms shake under the weight]

[grifshot]

Oh geez!

[Grif's protective instincts, that he would deny are there because he's too much of a rebel for that kind of stuff, flare up and he unceremoniously throws the piece of luggage he was holding onto the carousal before going to catch the other end of the package.]

I said be careful!

[folkscallmewander]

Thanks, I, well, I guess I didn't think it would be that heavy. [He gives a nervous chuckle debating whether to let go of the package]

I guess this fine guest musta been packin' for a long vacation. These all belong to one person?

[grifshot]

Yeah, some fatass rich guy who likes alien shit. That weighs a ton.

Here, let's get it over the luggage thingy.

[If they do it together it probably won't be as bad. Where is Lopez when you need him?]

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander nods and slowly backs up towards the carousal]

I'm sure he must be carryin' some important things in here. Might be full of some business papers, or expensive jewelry, or statues made from the rarest of all stones, or fancy clothes, or a camera to take a buncha pictures for his elderly parents back home, or souvenirs from his earlier trips, or...

[grifshot]

They did say something about artifacts. Think he's a collector or something.

Doesn't change the fact that these bags are heavy as dicks.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander nods enthusiastically]

Then he must be carryin' some amazing things! Ya think he's gonna show them off when he's here?

[He looks at the package]Whatever's in here's gotta be real important.

[grifshot]

I dunno. Based on what I've heard of the guy, it seems unlikely.

[Pause]

Kinda makes you want to open it and see what it is.

[folkscallmewander]

Oh gosh, yes! I hope he doesn't mind if we just open one up-

[He stops smiling] No, we shouldn't do this; it's just rude. [He looks at the package again] But I just gotta know what's in here.

[grifshot]

[He almost tells the little guy not to be a weenie because that is the advice he'd offer Simmons. But Wander is not Simmons and thankfully Grif remembers his manners briefly.]

Just a quick look. Ten seconds max, and as long as we don't touch anything, no one will know, right?

[folkscallmewander]

[The moment Grif finishes his first sentence, Wander quickly but carefully opens the box. A small cylindrical container falls out, but Wander is too busy admiring the contents to notice]

Uh huh, lots of other small boxes an' some lil' statues wrapped up all nice-like in paper...[He has not looked up once while talking]

[grifshot]

[Grif looks over his shoulder, considering.]</small< Yeah, that's kinda what I was expecting. Don't touch 'em, just in case. <small>[Although things always shift in luggage. But they are in the lobby.]</small>

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander looks like he's having the time of his life looking through a stranger's luggage. He picks one object wrapped in newspaper that's sitting on top of everything else and lifts it up for Grif to see.]

Wouldja like to do the honor of lookin' what's in here?

[grifshot]

[Grif shoves it down quickly, looking around suspiciously in case anyone saw.]

Not here. Let's just get the rest of the bags on this thing and then we can do it in a place where we're not gonna get caught.

But yeah, I'll do the honors.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander's voice quiets down to a whisper]

Oh, right. You got a good idea. [He puts the object back into the bag and zips it closed.] Now why don't we get started on this? Big pieces of luggage first?

[grifshot]

You got it. That way it's more stable when we stack the other stuff on.

[He says in an overly clear voice. No suspicious activity over here. Why would you ever suspect such a thing?]