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.
It's anatomically impossible, that's what it is, unless at least one participant is a squid! While I have sampled the pornographic fiction of the East, I haven't found myself at all interested in the flexibility of the tentacle.
[Normally his son or some other sane person in the vicinity would have stopped him before he'd gotten through the first sentence. Alas, he's here alone, unrestrained to ramble on in whatever fashion pops into his head.]
Although at one time Belly took an interest in the possibility of manipulating human DNA to allow for more creativity with the genitals, and at least making the testicles more palatable in nature, but the research was dropped in lieu of more important study.
[For a bit, Kay is caught there. Of course, there's an acquaintance bringing up frank sexual discussion. For another, he dated a woman with tentacles (and is still incredibly fond of her and would happily be with her again). So it takes him a while.]
Well uh...
[There it is. Agent K is finally having a difficult time responding. He's not particularly mad, but there's a way that he furrows his brow that says he's concentrating very hard.]
Most of the aliens I know that are okay with humans actually kinda like that. So. I uh... wouldn't worry about that too much.
[This is too frank a sexual discussion, but Kay can also respect a man of science. Even if it makes him knit his forehead so hard he practically has a canopy shadow over his eyes.]
[Oops. Kay, you've caught his curiosity in exactly the wrong way. He's completely missed the other man's lack of comfort.]
I suppose I'd need to test it out myself to make sure it's not all it's cracked up to be, wouldn't I? I was also married at the time, which might have added to my lack of interest. I can't say that this mess of a literary attempt isn't turning my stomach on it either, though it's more outrageous than troubling. I do wonder if this person has ever spent time in a mental facility, considering the repeated use of the phrase 'injecting my hot jelly jam juices'.
[He's a little surprised, the guy does miss the nervousness right away.] They're not hard to find, I'll put it that way. There's a real pretty plant lady that runs a brothel.
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[oh god, stop me if he's being too... uh, Walter.]
[Normally his son or some other sane person in the vicinity would have stopped him before he'd gotten through the first sentence. Alas, he's here alone, unrestrained to ramble on in whatever fashion pops into his head.]
Although at one time Belly took an interest in the possibility of manipulating human DNA to allow for more creativity with the genitals, and at least making the testicles more palatable in nature, but the research was dropped in lieu of more important study.
[no go for it! I love making Kay uncomfortable.]
Well uh...
[There it is. Agent K is finally having a difficult time responding. He's not particularly mad, but there's a way that he furrows his brow that says he's concentrating very hard.]
Most of the aliens I know that are okay with humans actually kinda like that. So. I uh... wouldn't worry about that too much.
[This is too frank a sexual discussion, but Kay can also respect a man of science. Even if it makes him knit his forehead so hard he practically has a canopy shadow over his eyes.]
no subject
[Oops. Kay, you've caught his curiosity in exactly the wrong way. He's completely missed the other man's lack of comfort.]
I suppose I'd need to test it out myself to make sure it's not all it's cracked up to be, wouldn't I? I was also married at the time, which might have added to my lack of interest. I can't say that this mess of a literary attempt isn't turning my stomach on it either, though it's more outrageous than troubling. I do wonder if this person has ever spent time in a mental facility, considering the repeated use of the phrase 'injecting my hot jelly jam juices'.
no subject
[He's a little surprised, the guy does miss the nervousness right away.] They're not hard to find, I'll put it that way. There's a real pretty plant lady that runs a brothel.