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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#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.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

There's somebody coming in fast, but it's impossible to tell at this distance whether it's his contact or someone else. Either way, Peter figures the least he can do is warn them. Hopefully it won't get him killed.

"Hey!" He waves his arms frantically as he runs. "Get away from here!" The Peter of old might have tried to bum a ride, or even use the new guy as bait, but Fringe Division's changed him way too much.

[most_feared]

Despite being warned, Kay didn't slow down even slightly. He could even see that monstrosity tear-assing after Peter and when he slid up next to him with a trail of dust, he didn't even look the slightest bit phased.

Kay had his own issues with emotional detachment- being afraid was something that he didn't quite wrap his head around. Uneasy, maybe, but afraid? Far too dulled to get much of a reaction out of him. Plus he had way too much experience with this shit. His career was full of giant something-or-others trying to eat people (or succeeding in eating people) and it got kind of old.

"Get on." He said to Peter, hoping he wouldn't fight with him on it 'cause that thing was getting pretty close.

agggg back now sorry ;;

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Peter wasn't that self-sacrificing yet. The ride was here, he'd take the ride. He just hoped his would-be rescuer had something up his sleeve other than a savior complex to deal with this thing.

Actually, he said as much.

"Please tell me you've got a plan," he panted, scrabbling onto the back of the speeder, eyes glued behind them at the billowing clouds of sand that only half-obscured the worm.

I just closed the tab with the reply and wanted to wither away.

[most_feared]

"We go faster than it." That was Kay's explanation of his plan. Immediately, as soon as he felt Peter with some sort of hold on him, he started tearing across the desert.

"Was that the only one?" He shouted, wanting to be sure they wouldn't be driving into another maw with one directly in their wake.

[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!"

[schrodingerscatalyst]

"Walter!" It comes out as a startled bark. Walter's the last person who should be out here, so of course he's out here and completely oblivious to the danger. Carrying a paper bag like a mother running after a schoolbus. "Damnit!"

Peter angles back toward the old man and grips him hard above the elbow, forcing him to run faster. Not fast enough, probably, so he steers them toward some promising cave formations. Maybe they can hide out in there until the worm loses interest.

It's like Scooby Doo.

[because_its_cool]

Just as Peter starts yelling at him, Walter turns to look over his shoulder. He's just registered the world shaking, and when he sees the Dune refugee behind him, coming up fast, he starts running. Faster.

"Peter! There's a giant worm!" Now he's waving both arms, the sack being pummelled as it flies back and forth. "Peter, run!"

Fringe is like Scooby Doo if the villain was a human who turned out to be a monster

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Yes Walter, no shit. But Peter does not have time to facepalm about Walter being Walter. They're running flat out together now, and Peter doesn't know if it's going to be enough. As they reach the first opening, he pushes Walter in front of him, hard, and dives in himself just as the worm slams into the rock, unable to follow through the narrow opening. The cave shudders and some debris falls on them from the ceiling, but it holds. For now.

and the Bishop wagon is the Mystery Machine

[because_its_cool]

Walter trips as he flies in, hitting the ground and rolling. He blacks out for a few seconds. When he wakes, he can feel the tremors through the entire room, right through himself and back, and hear the distant rumbling. Debris continues to fall, but it's slowing. Maybe it won't come back?

"Peter?" He coughs, mouth full of dust, trying to clear the rust from his throat. "Peter, are you here?" Oh God, did he get away?