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.
Don't worry about it. Honestly I figure if I wasn't a complete shit and I did someone some good, all's well. Have a seat. [Really, seems more like he'll get more talkin' to this guy than listening to the pile of crap behind him.]
Better I be someone decent. I hear that things can go real wrong.
Yeah, well. Sometimes shit hits the fan wherever you go, I guess.
[Perry takes the offered seat with a nod, after a glance over his shoulder at the booth at a particularly loud laugh. The guy's alien, he can tell at a glance. Maybe bipedal and not running around on little tentacles but still. Non-human. He suppresses a tiny shudder and turns back to Kay.]
So how long you been here?
And I let this sit 'cause I was bouncing between things for a couple of days.
Ah, a couple of months. [He prods distractedly at his pie.] So far nothing too big.
[He snorts and shakes his head.] Really I can't figure out how more than one of me could be floating around here. Usually the way time works as I know it is that if something goes differently, you're boned. Maybe this place dicks it up a little bit. Hell if I know.
[Hey, as long as both versions are getting along okay.] So what's this place you're from like? [He means the ship, but he's the type of guy that would be interested in hearing all about triangle hell, too.]
And I totally psychic-replied and deleted the notif like a big dumb :<
It, uh-- [Perry toys with his communicator, spinning it on the bar with a big hand. His voice is casual but has a sardonic edge.] Well, back on my Earth, everything's been going to hell. Invasion of the body snatchers-type shit. You know how it is.
[He pauses for a second, then looks at Kay with a half-smile.] That's not where I met your doppelganger, though. That was on the space cruise from hell. Weirdest spaceship I've ever had the pleasure to find out about.
[There's an edge of concern. It may be familiar to Perry; any Earth in trouble is an Earth in trouble. It's like finding out an alternate version of your wife is tied by a villain stereotype and left on the railroad tracks. She might not know you but you don't want her to be there and would panic about it anyway. That's Earth, any Earth for him.]
Yeah, I know how that goes [is all that he says, though. He's still having to wrap his head around this "not my business" thing.]
[This spaceship story catches his attention too, though, and he might as well find out what some ambiguous version of himself got up to.] So what about this cruise was such a bag of dicks?
You want the long or the short version? [Perry hesitates, trying to decide exactly how to start.] First off, it's a prison. Full of a whole bunch of assholes from different universes. Second, it's run by the biggest asshole of them all. There's always some messed up stuff going down, and it's all even more fucked up because people have magic powers and crazy science shit to throw into the mix. And don't get me started on the random personality changes and stops in different worlds.
[He shrugs, somewhat sheepishly.] Sounds crazy, right? I guess it's hard to explain what it's really like if you haven't been there.
Nah. Not too crazy. But sounds sorta shady as far as prisons go. There's a few prison ships I know about but they're always kind of a risk.
[He assumes he must have been a little desperate to sign onto a place like that, unless somehow they were MiB affiliated.] Anyway, guess you're glad as hell not to be on there anymore.
What plans you got to kick your invasion in the ass?
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Better I be someone decent. I hear that things can go real wrong.
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[Perry takes the offered seat with a nod, after a glance over his shoulder at the booth at a particularly loud laugh. The guy's alien, he can tell at a glance. Maybe bipedal and not running around on little tentacles but still. Non-human. He suppresses a tiny shudder and turns back to Kay.]
So how long you been here?
And I let this sit 'cause I was bouncing between things for a couple of days.
[He snorts and shakes his head.] Really I can't figure out how more than one of me could be floating around here. Usually the way time works as I know it is that if something goes differently, you're boned. Maybe this place dicks it up a little bit. Hell if I know.
[Hey, as long as both versions are getting along okay.] So what's this place you're from like? [He means the ship, but he's the type of guy that would be interested in hearing all about triangle hell, too.]
And I totally psychic-replied and deleted the notif like a big dumb :<
[He pauses for a second, then looks at Kay with a half-smile.] That's not where I met your doppelganger, though. That was on the space cruise from hell. Weirdest spaceship I've ever had the pleasure to find out about.
Is all good!
Yeah, I know how that goes [is all that he says, though. He's still having to wrap his head around this "not my business" thing.]
[This spaceship story catches his attention too, though, and he might as well find out what some ambiguous version of himself got up to.] So what about this cruise was such a bag of dicks?
<3
[He shrugs, somewhat sheepishly.] Sounds crazy, right? I guess it's hard to explain what it's really like if you haven't been there.
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[He assumes he must have been a little desperate to sign onto a place like that, unless somehow they were MiB affiliated.] Anyway, guess you're glad as hell not to be on there anymore.
What plans you got to kick your invasion in the ass?