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.
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.
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.
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.
"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.
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"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.
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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 ;;
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.
"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.