☆RESCUER TEST DRIVE: SOMETHING ABOUT US

[interdimanagers]

☆WELCOME RESCUERS

"Daft Punk - Digital Love" (Watch on YouTube)

Welcome to Interstellar's second RESCUER TDM! A part of the Interstellar plot that first opened a couple months ago, this TDM cover the second round of recruitment for those approached by the lone space pilot Shep to join him on a mission to the planet Terra to rescue those held captive by Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment. Rescuers will not suffer any memory loss and will enter the game as they are, in contrast to the memory loss/force humanization of the musician half. Powers will be nerfed to a certain degree upon entering the game fully, but during recruitment they will remain at full power.

☆A DREAM ABOUT YOU

These prompts are designed to be game canon, for both rescuers and musicians both new and already in game. For those in game, they will start occurring around New Years in the form of dreams. The dreams will be very clear while happening, but after waking, they will swiftly fade away into something barely remembered. For rescuers, these dreams will occur very shortly before they are approached by Shep or other already recruited rebels to join the rescue squad and go save the people being held captive in Vista City. Rescuers will remember these dreams as clearly as something that actually happened in real life.

Both of these prompts take place in the dreamscape, ostensibly, and the surrounding will appear as whatever fits those taking part in a scene. It can shift and change as a thread goes along, as well, and may resemble things from a captive's home, the game setting, or anything else appropriate. Rescuers that are already in game can also end up in this dreamscape, and can run into both new musicians and new rescue team recruits.



►A1) FOR THE CAPTURED: The kidnapped musicians of Vista City will dream of being themselves - in a way more true than they have been for months now. They'll dream of themselves as they're meant to be, in physical form and manner of dress, and their personality will align more easily with their true nature, even as the confusing influences of their programming nag at their mind. It could alarm them, or it could feel somehow natural. Either way, their memories will still be gone, except for what they've recovered - but they feel somehow much closer to reach, like they may break through if only given the chance to dig just about deeper. They may dream of home, they may dream of Vista, but either way...when the morning comes, their memories of this experience will be all but wiped away. Including the memories of the strangers that promised that they would find them and take them home.

►A2) FOR THE RESCUERS: The dream is the first sign of something being wrong. You'll find yourself somewhere else - either a scene from your home, or someone else's, or an alien world you've never seen. In this dream, you'll find a person. Perhaps it's someone you recognize, someone you love dearly, but that doesn't remember you. Maybe it's a stranger, lost, confused, and desperate for help. Either way, you find yourself reaching out to them - but outside of this dream, you are helpless to save them. The dream will fade but stay with you in your memory, and may be a key component in you choosing to believe and join the other rescuers when they come to your door. Something has been taken, and you will take it back.

☆MAKE THESE DREAMS COME TRUE

These prompts are design to be kept as game canon after acceptance, and can be used as the official story of how your character entered the game. Importantly, the technology used to enter your timeline causes massive time distortions, which means that the outcome of this scenario will stagger and replay itself multiple times before settling on an outcome. This means that after the fact, you character may remember being encountered multiple ways, or going in more than one direction, before the timeline settled on a final path.




►B1) JUST SAY YES: Soon after these dreams, rescuers will find themselves in a strange situation. Time will abruptly stop for every part of the world except for them, and fade into a ghostly vision of its former self - just in time for them to be approached by some mysterious strangers. Whether your rescuer chooses to run, fight, or talk, eventually they'll be told the truth - people of the multiverse have been captured and taken to a universe far away to be harvested for their souls...in the form of forcing them to becoming rock stars. You heard it here first, folks.

The people recruiting you will mostly be other player rescuers that have already been recruited (regardless of whether or not that's been threaded out - you can assume your guy got recruited by someone if you want to recruit OTHER people.) The pilot and owner of the space ship doing this appears to be a blue man named Shep. He's the guy that's apparently in charge of this whole thing, but he's so busy with the dimension hopping that he's kind of hard to find and talk to. He presumably recruited some of the first members personally, but things have been sort of getting more complicated since then.

►B2) INTERSTELLAR DISCO: After you've agreed to come for whatever reason - to save you lover, friend, some guy, whatever - you're be taken upon the guitar shaped spaceship to wait out the tide of the temporal distortions picking you up has caused. It's a long journey back to Vista City, and you've got plenty of new comrades to get to know. This mission could take a while, so you better get comfy. You're in for the long haul now.

NOTE: If you want to see the interior of the spaceship (or if you want to see Shep dance) watch the music video posted up top. It's going to be a fair bit bigger in Interstellar to accommodate the big crew, but the essence is there.

☆HELPFUL INFO

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► Check out the game NAVIGATION
► Check out the MUSICIAN TDM
► Ask the mods some QUESTIONS
► Reserves open on February 27th at 12:01AM EDT
► Applications open on March 4th at 12:01AM EDT

Comments

Oscar | Lupin the Third | Second Time's The Charm XD

[riveres]

A2/B1

[He vaguely remembers being on a space ship the last time he dreamed, surrounded by stars and a motley crew of beings piloted by a blue man. But most of all he remembers a girl being there. A girl that reminded him of the ocean, blue as the waves and sort of calming to talk to.

He awoke to his common surroundings, a motel room checked in under a false name and a gun under his pillow. The escape from this world... just a dream.

But a couple days later, another dream happens. For some reason Oscar is floating in what looks to be an endless river, dark and lit only by the golden glow of the lamps nearby. He tries to swim towards them, but he can never travel to them. It's an eerie sight and he's dreamed of this before. Usually it just ends with him taking a deep breath and sinking into the depths.]

B2

[After an apology from Shep once he got on board, (he was once on the ship, but somehow the ship fell into turbulence and some people had to be brought back home) but Oscar was one of the people they retrieved back. He's a bit more social, glad that he's meant to be here.]

[woomy]

[ Agent 3 changes back into her kid form and looks mortified by the idea. ]

I hope not! That'll dissolve me for sure!

[spaghettimonster]

"Very strangely! He pulls the goofiest practical jokes... and yet, everyone seems to like him." A little bit of jealousy there, but not too much. Sans isn't impressive; he has no dreams, and he doesn't strive for anything. He's seemingly content to live in the moment, directionless. Papyrus can't find it himself to begrudge his brother's relative popularity, given all of that.

[thetruehistorian]

[This is by far one of the weirdest dreams she's ever had. She has no proof, now that Sabo's disappeared, but she knows the truth. She isn't inclined to have an argument with a dead man she's never met while she's supposed to be resting. So Robin folds her arms obstinately under her chest and lifts her chin.] I know they're alive. I saw Sabo come in here only a few minutes ago, and Luffy's going to become the Pirate King. If you don't want to even try to find them, then that's your choice. I haven't the time to try and convince you. [She spins on her heel and stalks away through the crowd.]

[spaghettimonster]

Their deception is likely to be successful in the short term. Papyrus has never been great at reading Frisk's expressions, and that's unlikely to change in the course of a dream. What he remembers afterwards, however, might disappoint them both.

"Well, I wasn't suggesting you build a snow-Sans! Yours would almost certainly be better than his. And that might hurt his feelings!" He intends to build another snow-Papyrus, of course. His face is best possible subject for artistic creations.

Perhaps this one should be in a car, with cool shades, instead of flexing to impress people. Driving is even more cool than big biceps.

b2

[rising_wing]

Who's your friend?

[Riku admires Lion for a moment.] He reminds me of some friends of mine.

[He turns his attention to Connie, smiling, friendly, and eyes the sword]

You wanna spar? Not many sword wielders on this ship, and I'm afraid of getting out of practice.

[He's serious. Riku's not going to judge Connie on her age or size. She has a sword, and he can tell she knows how to use it.]

B2

[rising_wing]

Glad to see you're still interested.

[Riku offers a kind smile]

Welcome back to the same mess.

[rising_wing]

Riku was not a fan of this deal. Not at all. In fact he was pretty vocal about it when it was being discussed. It violated everything he stood for.

He had no doubt that Leonie's cause was a good one, the France he visited hadn't been a Utopia.

"Do they have Notre Dome in your City of Bells?" he asked.

He was making conversation to confirm his suspicions that her cause was just. If they weren't, he'd do everything in his power to make sure she didn't get those weapons. He'd go behind Silver's, Gold's, and Shep's backs to take them away.

[determinate]

"I don't know." Sans has always seemed to be at peace with his snow-Sans skills. But yeah, it'd be mean to make a better one right next to where he puts his. His usual lump is fine once it's labeled. It's...demonstrative. "But maybe I'll make some of our friends too. Undyne and Alphys probably won't come do themselves, it's too cold."

They stand and scan the area, mentally laying out their ideas. There could be a snow Undyne and Alphys, and Toriel, and Asgore. Asgore would be the hardest; he's enormous.

[notcivilion]

Ah, a conversationalist. The one who resisted her deal. On one hand, she couldn't help but admire someone who kept to their ideals. She was a stranger and he knew nothing about her. Who knows what she could do with those weapons. His concerns, in her opinion, were perfectly valid.

But by doing so he interfered with her goals. Which was a problem. She'll be cordial, but if he interferes again, he may have to be dealt with accordingly.

"There is. A magnificent building. One of my allies is a friar there." Perhaps she'll keep the additional information that he's hosting their rebellion meetings in the basement to herself.

[eba02]

[At least the tune has backed down from murder. That's a step forwards.]

[At this point, J is fairly certain of two things: that Frisk did talk with Sans, and that they got through to him somehow. Why else would Sans be so protective?]

Y'know, I don't actually know what to say. [It's flat honest; he's stymied.] Everythin' I could tell you falls under that whole secrets thing, an' after everythin' you've been through, you got good reason not to trust a stranger. [He makes a small, shrugging, helpless gesture.] So, honestly, I dunno.

Luci + The Wicked and The Divine [Already in Game]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[A1]

And here she is again. Same nosebleed section of the same stadium, the same orb of golden light performing to a crowd of just her. She'd seen Laura here before, but now... Now it's just her.

Luci takes off her shoes and stands on the edge of the balcony section, hands in her trouser pockets, the glow so warm it's like watching the sun perform. She knows this person-- her best friend, her only friend...? And yet she can only barely make out the waves of red hair fanning out as she sings. These are all things she's seen before, all things she knows and can't reconcile, but despite the strange setting she feels more right than she has in a while. More power seems to settle in her hands and behind her lips, though she doesn't know what it's asking of her.

Until she knows... she'll just watch her friend, and try to remember her freaking name.

[rising_wing]

"It was beautiful in the Paris I visited," he said, feeling a little wistful. "Beautiful city." But there had been so much ugliness as well. Discrimination against the Roma people. Against people like Quasimodo.

He watched her for a moment. Then he looked out the window to the stars. The same principles that make him want to keep the weapons from her would keep him from interfering from her rebellion. If her King somehow managed to bring the heartless to her world he'd join her. The opposite was true as well. He didn't know.

"Is a friar like an archdeacon?" That's what Judge Frollo was. But he all he knew about Catholicism was that Frollo was a man of power because of it and he abused it.

B2

[rising_wing]

[Riku ... feels like this deja vue. She reminds him of someone, but...

Ursala. Maleficent. Jafar. All the members of the Evil Fairy's Hellfire Club. Yzma would fit right in.

Another person he's going to have to watch]

Agreed.

[What the hell was Shep thinking recruiting these people]

B2

[eversohungry]

"I wouldn't tire yourself out so quickly. Once we land, you'll be doing nothing but walking for quite some time."

Vastra understands the need to fill the time, though the last time she made this particular trip she hadn't expected so much stealth movement, running, and hiking once they'd reached their destination. She thinks it's only fair to pass on to the newest group of recruits what they might expect after landing.

[notcivilion]

She finds herself unconsciously relaxing at that statement. "Yes, it is. I've lived there my whole life, so I suppose I've grown used to it. But there's beauty everywhere in that city." In the sights and sounds, but especially the people just trying to survive through another day. You could see the desperation in their faces, but also the bravery and strength they held onto with their lives. It made the ugliness around them all too apparent in contrast.

"I believe they work under the archdeacon." She hesitates. "But I'm not a particularly religious person." Young people tended to get more or less flack on that confession depending who you talked to. Remus was surprisingly understanding on the subject, despite being a literal rat of the church.

[lateforkindergarten]

[ Amethyst doesn't think twice about the transformation. ]

What? I thought squids, you know, lived in the ocean.

[lateforkindergarten]

"No way! Steven is like your favorite person! You forgot even him?!" Really, what had been done to his head? Why hadn't Pearl told her more- or let her come along with? Amethyst gives a piece of firey rubble a kick. It flies out into the water with a splash.

"Okaaaay. You don't remember me right or your van still. Do you remember this place?" She spreads her arms out. "Even if this is a dream, it's a real place. And the crash really happened. You have to have something in your head about it!"

A2

[twoscompany]

[...This...where is she?

After awhile, Amethyst might notice a very familiar, square-haired figure approaching her couch. A very confused familiar square-haired figure, because Garnet has no clue what's going on, or what that couch is doing here in...in space?...and she's not quite close enough for it to register that someone's on it.

So she just keeps walking forward. Maybe she can sit on the couch and try to get her bearings.]

...He...llo?

[Her call out towards the nothing around her is tentative, unsure. She's not sure if this is real, or a memory, or a dream, even if physically, she felt correct for the most part.]

[notcivilion]

"Hmph. Sitting will only dull my senses until walking becomes more difficult when the time comes." Kind of bullshitting there, but she's cranky.

Garnet | Steven Universe | In-Game!

[twoscompany]

A1

[Where...the heck is she?

That's her first question. The second is...is that her skin? Is it...cerise? And--gems! She had gems on her hands!

That meant she was a Crystal Gem, right? The fact she had the gems like Steven now did? So was this where she came from? Or...well, she had no clue. Even if she remembered a decent amount, so much more eluded her, and she knew it.

So she walks. Walks the streets of Beach City, a town she'd lived in for centuries - indeed, helped to create - as if she's never stepped foot on a boardwalk in her life, much less walk past any of the shops and arcades and booths, all of them eerily silent.

A ghost town? Maybe. But she can't help but feel like she should know where she's going. Maybe towards that large cliff. That...and the beach. Maybe there was something there to find.

But maybe not, her mind automatically responds, the programming naturally seeping in to dampen any potential revelation she might receive. This isn't real, after all. None of this is real. Only the music.]

A2

[twoscompany]

[Hi, Connie. You're somehow in Brad's Diner. And Garnet is at a table, staring at a plate of very square pancakes. And square plates. And square utensils.

Everything in the dream is square. Aside from Connie, but that's besides the point. And the pancakes keep avoiding Garnet's fork even though she clearly wants to eat them. Dratted dream logic, you can never just do something without a struggle.]

This is not funny.

[rising_wing]

He can't help but smile a little. "Did the Roma still have their festivals? I made a lot of friends with them when I visited."

He gave a shrug. "I don't know much myself. I've seen so many religions and met those called gods, but that doesn't mean anything, really does it? The islands I came from didn't really have much in the way of religion."

[panspermia]

"Umm." Scratching at his chin, Greg ends up feeling his beard. Boy, that's a weird sensation. Not a bad one, though.

"Sort... of?" He shrugs, helplessly. The memories have only been small snippets of moments, but now that he's looking it sure seems some of them must have been on this beach. "We... we live here, right? Or... you guys do?" He looks up at the huge statue, the house cradled in its hands. "Or you used to. Sheesh, this place got wrecked."

B1

[oceantier]

He's not alone in the water any more. Nearby, a young woman floats beside him, looking for all the world as though she's asleep, the golden glow of the lamps playing off her face. Her eyes are closed, her lips slightly parted, and her slight frame rises and falls with the water as though it's merely a part of a very comfortable bed.

But she's not asleep. Blue eyes flicker open like awakening from a dream, half-lidded, looking drowsily, distantly up at the dark. She does not seem concerned to find herself in the water, gives no start . . . only turns her eyes to the faraway lanterns, their glow far out of reach.

Her eyes come to meet him then, and sharpen in recognition. ". . . Hello."