Test Drive!

[travelagency]

Test Drive This is a test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own. Prompts Prompt #1 Your character is sent as part of a team to explore Subterranean Library #12. There are hostiles hiding in the dark that have to be safely bypassed without creating explosions and without getting shot. There are books that can be brought to the museum (or sold). What happens if two people with different intentions collide? Prompt #2 So your character is out in the desert. It might be for a dig, a nice walk, doing something they shouldn't. Who knows? But unfortunately one of the worst invasive species is about to rear its head: a young sandworm. This isn't something that happens often to people, and even this young it's going to take more than a normal gun as permitted on the planet, or the limited abilities that people currently possess. Most of what you would do would just slow it down. This is one of these cases where it's better to run; you want to get to security or to a guide and report this, and you want to get out of the range of those teeth as fast as you can. Prompt #3 You've been given a chance to tell the entire universe about your reasons for coming to the village and town as a part of a documentary in progress. Alternately, you have done so and are being confronted by your first fan in front of a friend. They've read all your fanfiction,, they ship you with some other import (maybe your friend, maybe someone else, maybe they actually hate your friend), and they printed out a picture of you that they want to have signed. Prompt #4 Choose your own adventure (first network or log posts can later be used as game canon once related apps are approved). Please help tag out if you're currently in the game and help introduce people to the game. If you have definitive preferences in play style, please mention it in your posts. Navigation

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Prompt 3

[imhookedonafeeling]

[ A flash of a charming smile fills the screen. A man with messy dirty blond hair in a bright red leather duster on. Some old style headphones hang around his neck. As he lifts his beer towards the camera.]

Starlord here, yeah. Starlord, remember it! I just came as part of a dare. Yeah, I admit it. But hey, this place is pretty cool man. I kinda like whole vibe.

[ He chuckled, because he's a bit buzzed and really has nothing better to offer.]

Starlord out. [ He makes a mock salute and downs the rest of the glass in one gulp.]

[love_slave]

[There is a woman at the other end, listening to his short greeting. She takes a moment before she turns her own screen on. She's an import too, though a recent one. She looks a little manufactured, too. While her usual warmth is genuine, her facial expressions blunt and there's nothing about her personality that is obfuscated, her nails and hair grow light blue, her lips are a perfect shad that shouldn't happen without lipstick, and her body is the sort of body that should require an hour of jogging or dancing but mostly she just hangs out at the brothel all day.]

[She was thinking about flirting because, hey, a girl can get booty too. Her heart will always belong to Kai, but she has certain needs that haven't been met (because the dead can't meet those needs, as Kai would tell her). But she hears the name "Starlord" and that holds her up.]

[What sort of a name is "Starlord?" That sounds a little egotistical.] Please don't tell me that you're collecting planets or starting to run an empire. [She comments in her particular B3K accent (which is a little Earth-nordic).] I've run across enough of those.

[imhookedonafeeling]

[ He laughed at the womans question. It was one he had likely heard before giving such a name for himself. Understandable, but not his style. Conquest was so not his thing.]

Nope, I'm an outlaw baby. Only thing I collect is bounties and treasure. [ He gives a flirty grin. Damn, she was hot.]

[quixotically]

... A dare. [Elle is starting to laugh.] You decided to just jump universes based on a dare?

[Must be nice, to be able to just do what you want, go where you want, no responsibilities, nobody to answer to, nothing. But then, at the same time, Elle wonders if she could really be happy with a life like that. She's a bit too interfering for that, she thinks. Has to get her hands on everything.]

It's a good thing it's such a nice place. Relatively speaking, I mean. [Because this world isn't without its dangers. She knows this from experience.] What would've you done if it was too dangerous?

[imhookedonafeeling]

Why not? Seemed as good a reason as any.

[ He shrugged a bit, clearly amused. He took a drink from his beer as she spoke then shrugged some.] I would'a had one hell of a time.

[exiledcore]

You came here just because someone dared you to do it? That's quite impetuous. Is this sort of travel easy in your world?

[What was that saying about humans and jumping off of bridges again?]

Prompt 1

[ratkicker]

[Sneak in, takes some photos, grab a few books, don't be seen. Nothing too different from what Jade did for IRIS back home, minus the fact that she had no idea what kind of enemies she will run into. She always preferred to get through places without needing to resort to head-on fighting, mostly because that would easily kill her, but also having whoever guarded this place never knowing it was infiltrated was always a plus.

She was sent in front to scope out the area, being sure to stay near walls and check around corners. There was something sitting in one of the corridors, though it didn't look like it was moving. If they were lucky, they could silently sneak past it.

Quietly, she walks back towards her partner.]

There's two ways we can get forward. [She speaks in a whisper] One, take the path that goes right by a monster, but it probably will notice us. Two, go down the other path. [A pause. There's always the option she took all the time.] We can always look for a secret passage to climb up some of the beams to get around it.

[archeologue]

[Belloq waits, pleased that someone else is going ahead. If there are deadly traps, he'd rather someone else spring them. When she returns, and presents the options, he thinks it over.]

I like option number three. Walking right by a monster would be foolhardy, but the advantage of the path with the monster is that the monster itself would have tripped any floor traps on that route if there were any. The second path is unknown and untried.

Prompt 3

[because_its_cool]

[Walter looks nervous. He's not accustomed to certain sorts of attention, and while he would have eaten it up when he was younger, it's not something he's ready for. A discussion on scientific theory or perhaps even a presentation of his current favorite recipe would have been perfect, but no.]

Hello. My name is Doctor Walter Bishop, and I came here for the simple joy of discovery. Who wouldn't take the chance to study another planet, it's ecosystem, flora and fauna, the very nature of life outside our own realm of understanding? I am a scientist, it's what gives me the spark that keeps me breathing and my blood flowing. That's why I'm a bit confused by something... ah...

[He looks down, referring to a sheaf of papers in his hands.]

I'm not sure why, but someone has written something about me which isn't at all true. While I may have been a bit of a [he clears his throat] connoisseur of sexual relations when I was younger, I haven't delved into such things since my wife passed away twenty years ago. And certainly not with whom they've, ah, [He consults one of the sheets, narrowing his eyes at it] 'shipped' me with.

[He makes a face at the camera, somewhere between confused, unhappy, and a bit lost.]

Someone needs to explain this to me now.

[most_feared]

What is 'shipping'?

[Kay is a bit of a technological luddite. While he's kept up with the news and how people have been reacting in general, he has yet to encounter fans- which is funny, because he has fans in his world.]

[That he also pays no attention to.]

Prompt 3

[exiledcore]

[A young man adjusts the camera a little, then smiles into it. He's somewhat nondescript, with red hair tied back in a cloth-wrapped bun. He wears a high-necked shirt and around his neck gleams a rather large green gemstone.]

Hello, my name is Alexandra of the Jumi people of Fa'Diel. I traveled here to continue my research of minerals, particularly those used in jewelry and the like. I'm an expert gemologist and frequently create my own works, so I may also open up a store. In the meantime, I'm more happy to lend my skills to the museum here.

[archeologue]

[Belloq, standing off-camera to the side, is staring at the green gem.

Just staring. And coveting.]

prompt 2

[quixotically]

[Elle likes her new job. She likes her new job a lot. Honestly, next to Mojave living back home, this is the best possible lifestyle for her, she thinks. Being able to go out and explore, find new things, solve puzzles... touch places that haven't been seen or known by people in who knows how long. Bring all of that information back, in doing so, helping uncover the history of this place, its people. And, at the end of the day? She can come back to a community. To friends.

And, hell, today, she even gets to come and hang out in a desert. It's not the same kind of desert she's used to (doing some reading tells her that it's closer to an African desert than the Mojave), but it's a desert all the same. Sand and hot sun and cacti, that's what she cares about. Could use with some Joshua trees, though. She misses Joshua trees. But she knows she's not exactly allowed to bring one in and plant it, or anything. They've kind of made a big deal about invasive... species...]

Hey, what's that sound? [she asks the others on her team as the rumbling starts.

And then... she turns around.] Oh.

Shit.

[truth_is_the_enemy]

[Niles freezes, hands spread to steady his balance as the earth seems to start to shift under them.]

What is it? Earthquake?

Prompt 1

[numbered101]

[Lily has heard rumors of the contents of the vast underground library, and the only has to feel a slight tug at her curiosity before she starts to obsess over an idea. By now, she knows that the only way for it to stop is to do her own exploring. One book in particular called out to her: a mysterious tome with the ability to alter an item in the reader's possession!

Not for the first time, Lily is glad to have brought her suit of stealth armor along; it makes exploring without disturbing any nearby hostiles so much easier. The library is even more impressive than she'd imagined and her bag is very quickly filling up with books. Other explorers, if they're paying attention, may notice a slight ripple in the air, the short green flash of Lily's pip-boy light, or even a book or two vanishing off a shelf or table!]

hope this is ok!

[athousandcurses]

[Grainne is sure she had just set that book down when she reached for the other one that had caught her eye. When it happens again with the book that she places in the spot she had placed the other one, she is sure she isn't suffering from "oxygen necrosis" or whatever it's called people claim happens in deep underground tunnels.

Not that it would really harm her...

Still, she pauses and takes stock of the situation, looking around just in case there was another hostile near by she'd missed before.

When she sees a slight ripple in the air, she frowns and tries to use her magic sight on it, but whatever it is doesn't seem to be magic, or at least magic she knows.

Setting another book down in the same spot, she goes around the corner of the bookshelf and quietly dematerializes. Invisible, she returns to her former position, then waits to see what happens.]

Prompt 1

[corven]

[ Ashe had been bored, and a tip from someone had lead him to heading down to the Library, it had been a bit of a challenge but so far he had made it without a hitch. Libraries were something he rarely indulged in anymore. Not since his son was born, and even more so since they both died.

As he walked taking in the sights around him, wondering if he would actually steal any of the books to sell, or just look around. Well, that he had yet to decide, but hearing footsteps he back up against a wall. His green eyes scanning. looking for the face of the one approaching. A chuckle escaped him, he couldn't help it after all. he was a little bit mad.]

Come out, come out, wherever you are. [ He spoke in a sing song tone from where he stood against the bookcase.]

Re: Prompt 1

[no_love_lost]

[Johnny K has been down in the tunnels for a while, waiting to meet up with a buyer. Problem was he got lost, because the tunnels have fuck all of a map, and he's in the library too when Ashe raises his voice.]

[Normally he'd hate to be caught in the act, especially at such a menacing greeting, but he's agitated and lost and a little embarrassed at being lost and pissed off that he's embarrassed at being lost and just fuck all this, right up it's ass!]

Yo! [He shouts in response, from somewhere deeper in the library.]

#2

[schrodingerscatalyst]

So what if he's out in the desert alone? Sometimes a guy just needs a walk in the middle of the night to clear his head. That's the story Peter's sticking to, anyway.

And he is thinking of Olivia, both of them, eyes on the stars as he waits for his contact to meet him. It's a common occurrence these days, and he's just gotten to the familiar point where he wonders how he could have been so blind and stupid when the ground starts to rumble.

"Ohhhh, that can't be good," he mutters under his breath. Seconds later he's running for his life from a giant worm, simultaneously fumbling with the settings on his communicator. Was this some kind of a set-up? Guess he really can get stupider.

[most_feared]

This was usually a manhunters job, but Kay couldn't stay at a desk for too long. Really he couldn't figure out how Zed handled it. He was glad to return home just for the fact that being a desk jockey wasn't in his job description.

He had tools to take out something on the big side, something impressive, since he did a good amount of that at home. When the call came in that a sandworm had been spotted in the area, he jumped on the first excuse to go out there. And this was the only occasion where he was allowed to use them- though honestly, without other people his first priority had to be on getting what looked like an unfortunate bystander out of here.

The figure in the distance, on a speeder, would be getting getting closer quickly from Peter's perspective. But Kay was at least rushing towards him. Peter'd just have to keep ahead for another few seconds.

[because_its_cool]

"Peter! Peter, wait! Peter!"

This is the sound Walter's son is hearing, along with the crunch of fast footsteps in the sand. Walter doesn't quite run, but shuffles quickly. This likely means he's been running for some time to catch up. He's carrying a brown paper lunch sack in one hand and waving frantically with the other.

"Peter!"

Prompt 3.5: The Fan

[someonetowatchoveryou]

To say he's never been confronted with something like this can be considered something of an understatement: September usually isn't even seen. And when he is, it's only a fleeting glimpse.

Until he came here, that is. Now there's a strange sort of permanence. And with that permanence comes recognition.

Maybe he shouldn't have participated in that documentary.

What's done is done, however, and it has led to this moment that he'd never been confronted with, before: a fan.

September stares blankly at the picture that'd been handed to him. It's meticulously drawn in a style reminiscent of what one sees in Japan. That isn't the strange part, though. The strange part is that it depicts him entwined in love's embrace with an individual whom he'd never even thought of doing such a thing. Really, even the thought hadn't considered the possibility of maybe crossing his mind.

He looks up from the picture again, temporarily lost for words.

"..."

[truth_is_the_enemy]

Niles Pottinger walked by just as the fan held out the picture. The first glance he gave it was mere curiosity. The second glance was to confirm that he really had just seen what he'd thought he saw. The third glance...well, that was just to boggle at the imagination artists had.

He patted September heartily on the shoulder with his gloved hands.

"Never took you for that sort of man."

[grotesqueobserver]

Curiosity killed the gargoyle, or so the saying goes. Except that it's about cats. And Vigil technically is a grotesque, not a gargoyle. And there's no killing to be had, except the possibility of dying from sheer embarrassment. Seeing September nonplussed is such a rare occurrence that he can't help but scamper over to see what the fuss is about.

"Hi!" he chirps, maneuvering towards a place where he can look over the observer's shoulder. "Who's your new frienaaooooohh my sweet and loving Gods above and below my tail does not go there." He's...he's going to need a moment.

"!!!"

[because_its_cool]

"Cheer up. At least it's not what happened to me."

Walter starts to describe something called a 'fanfic' in which he and Agent Kay are performing impossible feats of unlawful carnal knowledge on each other.

"My penis was a tentacle."

He looks disturbed by this news, though it really is the truth. He'll show you.