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Interdimensional Managers ([personal profile] interdimanagers) wrote in [community profile] interstellar4042015-11-01 08:30 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME: SECOND STAGE

☆WELCOME TO INTERSTELLAR



And welcome to our second TDM! We've got two types of prompts to use this time around: the first takes place while your character is in the process of being captured, and the second is during their first brainwashed rockstar networking gig. The former is designed to be considered 100% game canon if you make it in officially, while the later is more speculative and will only work if you get lucky during label and band selection.

☆THE TALENT SEARCH
These prompts are design to be kept as game canon after acceptance, and can be used as the official story of how your character was captured. Importantly, the kidnappers entering 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 captured multiple ways, or going in more than one direction, before the timeline settled on a final path. Or at least, they'll remember this until their memories are wiped shortly afterwards, but that's okay! That's what memory regains are for. Read this page for more specifics on this situation. Any powers the characters have will be weakened and prone to malfunction to the point of uselessness.



A1) THE SEARCH: It always starts out this way, doesn't it? At some point in your life, you were just doing your thing, wherever you call home. Then, all at once, it's like you've been torn from your dimension by the roots. Time and space displace, and it's like you've been shifted one layer of reality to the left - like some kind of subspace where you can see your reality through it, like a rainbow surrealist image of your home. Even if you can see this ghost image of where you were, you can't interact with it meaningfully. Any friends or family are somewhere else. As you begin to wander, without any other options, you'll find that the scenery gradually shifts to ghost images of other places, other worlds. If you wander long enough, you'll even find other people, lost just like you are. But you probably won't have much time - you've been brought here for a reason, after all.

A2) THE HUNT: It could happen almost immediately, or it could happen hours later - but, at some point, your dimensional kidnappers start to do their sweep. Space Men in black body suits and gas masks pursue you on foot and in small spaceships, trying to sweep you and the other displaced up like fish in a net. Their guns contain a weird pink gas that will knock out most with only a single breath - and for those more enduring, they have the heavy artillery, like electrical nets and guns. The fallen will be sealed up into stasis pods for transport and loaded onto the ships, which seem like the only way to get out of this place by choice. This is where it ends, but are you going to put up a fight?

NOTE: Characters already in game can't really tag into these sections, so try to tag around to other first time character tests if you can!

☆WELCOME HOME
By default, these prompts aren't considered canon, but if after you are accepted and sorted they can be tweaked into working for you, it'll be totally okay to keep them as a part of your rockstar's personal history. This occurrence is something that will be happening around November 15th game time, but of course, what remains canon and what doesn't will be subject to who is accepted and where they are placed. This takes place after being kidnapped and brainwashed, as your character is first joining their new label. As usual, this is celebrated with a party.



B1) PLAY IT STRAIGHT: It just another large scale soiree, something typical to the high music society of Vista City - but maybe it's not yet typical to you. For a number of the freshly signed on newbies, this is their first real taste of what their new label has to offer - either Virgo or Pride - and the sheer glamour of it may be intoxicating. Industry big wigs scatter the floor, as do performers of all the tops labels and bands. Maybe you feel intimidated. Maybe you want to make your mark. Or maybe you're not quite as new as some, and are just trying to get through the evening. Either way, they is plenty of booze available if you need some liquid courage. And is that a hookah pipe corner over there? Probably.

B2) TOTALLY NORMAL: The signs of it are small, at first. Glasses you set down seeming out of place, stuff that almost looks like words written in the condensation on your glass. These little hauntings only get more and more persistent as the night continues, almost like some otherworldly presence is following you. You can feel them lurking nearby at times, like an unusual spot of cold or warmth in the air. None of the higher ups seem to notice but...to some of your new peers, this feels like old news. Eventually the signs become bolder, and at some point in the evening you'll hear it whispered in your ear or written on the bathroom mirror: "Remember."

B3) REMEMBER: And you do. It strikes you suddenly, a feeling like a foreign presence straying through your mind. You remember something of your past, pertaining to the emotional affinity Love, Duty, Passion, or Hope - whichever feeling describes the person you used to be best. Except you know nothing of that life now, nothing except this single, strange thought in a room full strangers.

NOTE: Current characters definitely go to this party on November 15th, but it isn't required play. Besides the haunting and meeting new characters, it is considered business as usual.

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droppedthread: (led by your beating heart)

[personal profile] droppedthread 2015-11-10 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Stampy the giant rabbit. You know what? Okay. I have no idea what's going on, but I'm just gonna go with it. Name's Ryuko.
wounds: (I'll beat them up)

[personal profile] wounds 2015-11-10 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not even close to the strangest thing he's seen.

Genos doesn't need to doge, instead incinerating any projectile that comes towards them, or at least trying to. He still needs arm time between each blast.]
wickedlyable: (002)

[personal profile] wickedlyable 2015-11-10 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Definitely not her. She's a wild child, but management probably wouldn't approve if she actually committed any act of violence.

She shrugs easily in return, not breaking eye contact. ]
Sure. I'll give it a try.
wickedlyable: (003)

[personal profile] wickedlyable 2015-11-10 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
I should've known. You've got to have some marketable talent. [ And she'll threaten whoever's fingers she wants, thanks. ]
wickedlyable: (010)

[personal profile] wickedlyable 2015-11-10 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Jesus, back off. [ She returns easily, leaning on the bar and throwing her own nasty glare back at the girl. ] Not my fault that you can't hold onto your own drink.
agains: (yes we are talking)

A1 i'm sorry

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Look, in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! Actually, it's just a guy who might be glowing blue levitating about two feet off the ground, superman-style, calling out Here, John!

However, when he notices a person in the distance, Sky High deactivates his rapidly-dwindling powers and lands lightly on his feet. ]


Hello! [ With any luck, he hasn't been noticed until now. ] And greetings! Have you seen a dog run past here?
agains: (i fucked up and fucked up again)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Are you kidding? Of course he needs to doge. We all need to doge. >Pet

This simple offense doesn't seem to be stopping the enemy in the slightest. (Surely, Agnes would cut to commercial by now. Speaking of which, Keith doesn't notice any logos on the new guy. Interesting. Also something to consider talking about afterwards.)

Finally, he can't hold it up any longer. The wind around his head dissipates, knocking him off his feet and into Genos. A very child-friendly oof accompanies the breath forced from his lungs. ]


I'm sorry, and-- [ wow does it smell pink to you? ] My apologies. Have you been able to call for backup? [ He flashes the phone on his wrist - DISCONNECTED - as he offers a hand to help the guy up. ] I can't reach anyone.
agains: (at your service and also at your service)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
The name does not sound familiar. A fortress? [ Is she affiliated with the military? That doesn't necessarily strike him as odd, considering he routinely works with younger Heroes (hi pao lin), but to not know of his home! How unusual! ] Sternbild is a shining metropolis! A wonderful city. It is built in layers, but none of them are underground. You've truly never heard of it?
wounds: (Thinking)

[personal profile] wounds 2015-11-10 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[What, no? Clearly just get totally wrecked and then get rebuilt. That's the only way he can fight. Somebody stop him.

When he knocks into Genos, he'll notice he's very hard, like his body is entirely metal.]


Sensei's not in the area. [That's all the backup he's got, he doesn't need the hand, so he doesn't take it. Rude.]
matrixed: (4)

A2

[personal profile] matrixed 2015-11-10 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Swerving down the road- only barely avoiding various cars parked and/or abandoned in the roadway, a massive vintage semi-hauler speeds into the fray, positioning itself between Next and incoming artillery.]

[With no apparent sign of a driver, a booming, disembodied voice calls out-]

Quickly now, flee this place!
trn451: (signal)

[personal profile] trn451 2015-11-10 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
It's like a version of your own world where things are slightly different, like everybody you know was born thirty years in the past or fifty years in the future, or they're different genders or something. And I guess they just really liked the taste of spiders? They were a weird bunch, it took like fifty alternate versions of spider-people to take them down.
agains: (yaranaika? soshite yaranaika?)

i hadn't intended to propose to you this way, but you leave me little choice

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you for the save, and again, thanks for the save! [ Keith is able to center himself after the onslaught of gas canisters bounce off his mystery rescuer.

As he runs alongside this ENORMOUS TRUCK that puts all the Heroes' dressing rooms to shame, somehow keeping pace with it for the time being, does he even notice the lack of a driver? ]


Could you please open the door?
agains: (would you look at the time)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Keith's face falls as his peace-offering hand is rejected, but he shakes it off quickly enough. It's not the time to dwell on someone's rude behavior, it's an important confrontation that could cost them their lives. ]

Oh! You have a coach? That's very impressive! [ And maybe Keith is feeling it a little, from being knocked into a walking piece of metal. ] As is your suit. Your movements don't seem impeded at all by its bulk!

[ you idiot you're supposed to be dodging the men in black, not talking about this guy like he's a new recruit (even though that's obviously the case) ]
wounds: (Thinking)

[personal profile] wounds 2015-11-10 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry he's a rude teen to anybody that isn't Saitama. No he's not.]

It's not a suit. [It's his actual body, this is what he gets for becoming a cyborg.

Part of him is thinking Saitama is much, much more impressive than he is. But the other part is trying to scan for danger.]
trn451: (suspicion)

[personal profile] trn451 2015-11-10 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
No, I should be good. [Parker inhales deeply before standing, and although she's exhausted, she manages to support her own weight.] God, I thought Pride would have better security than this. Maybe we should switch to Virgo.
matrixed: (4)

[personal profile] matrixed 2015-11-10 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[The truck almost seems to consider this for a moment, as if a truck could think. There's an unearthly sound as it's brake systems engage and it screeches to a halt. Can trucks stop that quickly?]

Very well, as you wish- But hurry! Our only hope at the moment is to outrun them.

[The truck's door opens, and sure enough, there's not a soul in the cabin.]
sponsorigami: Enpitsu's Rising Ivan (踊る Senbonzakura yoru ni magire)

B1

[personal profile] sponsorigami 2015-11-10 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ H-Hey! That was his bartender that he was trying to flag down! Of course, the bartender would go to the overly flashy playboy. Ivan's reminded of a Twitter argument he got with a fan about what a true artist is. If that fan had a problem with Flowers Over Bones, Ivan can only imagine what's said about the character sitting next to him.

Whiskey with lemonade? Is that even a thing?

Ivan has to wait for the bartender to return to give his own order.
]

Excuse me, I'll have a matcha cortado with soy milk and a green eye.

[ Ivan doesn't plan on sleeping, and thank goodness is venue also has a coffee bar. Clearly this is the way to avoid his nightmare problem. ]
agains: (concerned and concerned again)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sky High leaps in, expecting, of course, to thank-and-thank-again the driver. ]

--A remote controlled truck?
agains: (yes we are talking)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 08:54 am (UTC)(link)
Your abilities allow you to turn your own body into weaponry? That truly is impressive!

[ the facts



his head

does it even matter that they're fighting anymore?? ]
wounds: (B)

[personal profile] wounds 2015-11-10 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Isn't it obvious he's not entirely human? His sclera are black and his irises are gold.

Genos is constantly on edge, scanning the skies for the Space Men.]


I'm a cyborg. Pay attention, we're in danger.
agains: (yaranaika? soshite yaranaika?)

why is matcha so deliciously versatile

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ @goodman you can put lemonade in anything, legit might have come across his twitter feed at some point, too.

Keith recognizes-- not Ivan, but maybe a musician from Flowers Over Bones, and takes personal offense at both his choice of drink and choice of instrument. But he takes it with class.

Or by putting on a fake nice-guy act. Semantics. ]


Going to have a long night, kid? Or if you want something green-- [ Nah, better not take the chance he'll refuse. Keith will drink it if need be. ] Can we get some midori over here?
agains: (yes we are talking)

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ No, no; Keith fell in love with a cyborg (android, same difference) and Genos looks nothing like that. Okay, that's a bit of a surprise. He's fought cyborgs and it's a relief to know this one is on his side.

It looks like they're safe for now. For now. One of Genos' missiles took out at least one spaceship and Keith's scattered some of their weaponry far enough that it'll take them a minute or two to recover.

Isn't it fun to have the false hope that you'll win? ]


You aren't a NEXT? [ His apologies are drowned out by another missile

because apparently long-range missiles are fair game now and nobody is allowed to have any fun, ever ]
wounds: (Ready set--)

[personal profile] wounds 2015-11-10 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Not all cyborgs are mad cyborgs. Stop cyborg discrimination.

He stumbles backwards at the missile being aimed at them. He can fight, but there's only so much he can do when their opponents are staying that far away.]


What? I told you, I'm a cyborg.

[He aims another blast, at the next missile coming towards them. Sometimes he wishes he had Saitama's strength, he'd definitely be able to get out of something like this with no problems.

But he's not here, and Genos has to deal with what he's got.]
agains: (non-suit salute)

cries a little

[personal profile] agains 2015-11-10 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Let's get C3PO in here to negotiate some human-cyborg relations, it'll be a party.

Sadly, when you get down to it, android and cyborg are hard enough for people to keep track of when they aren't as simple as Sky High. He never learned who Cis truly was; H-01's creator expressed the superiority of machines over NEXT; it all might as well mean the same thing. ]


So you're a robot! It's a pleasure to meet you! You're very well-designed!
losingherhead: (Headless shurgsman)

[personal profile] losingherhead 2015-11-10 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
Good. [She seems up and at 'em, so she steps back, staying close enough just in case she loses her balance again.]

Might be just as bad. Seems like- [Ah shit that hurts. She runs her throat a little before trying to preserve.] Seems like just one of ther perks.

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