TEST DRIVE MEME: SECOND STAGE

[interdimanagers]

☆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.

☆HELPFUL INFO

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► Reserves open on November 6th at 12:01AM EDT
► Applications open on November 11th at 12:01AM EDT

Comments

[matrixed]

[The machine nods, a fully organic (human?) gesture.]

Indeed I was, but I believe I am no longer functional enough to assume my alternate form. The short answer is that I am neither- change is merely the nature of my race.

[But there's no time for a long answer- the assailants are again regrouping, now approaching in their small ships, seemingly aware that attacking on foot is a less viable option. He's able to seize one of these craft, tossing it at another to reduce the approaching forces by two, but there are ever more incoming.]

[agains]

[ He can't compare to throwing spaceships at one another. But if there's one thing he's learned. ]

A hero cannot afford to give up. If we are captured, they could come for others.

[matrixed]

Hero or not, I couldn't agree more. At the very least, we can delay them long enough to afford others the means to escape their grasp!

[If they're not on foot, he can at least fight at his best, even if that best is rapidly seeming to decline. A nearby streetlamp, uprooted, can serve as weapon enough for swatting and deflecting some of the flying ships.]

[agains]

You are absolutely right! There is no shame in stalling the enemy.

[ With vaguely-renewed vigor, but still dampened abilities, Sky High gathers up one particularly large ball of wind. Even he's pushed back, shoes digging into the ground to stay upright from all the pressure--

but the blue glow dies and he falls on his ass. The NEXT is no more. He's just a man who'll allow himself to be captured if it means others will survive.

#boyscoutcontest ]

[matrixed]

[He swings his pole, knocking one of the ships out of the air, but it's a poor weapon now bent hopelessly out of shape. It won't serve the same trick twice. Prime's axles and camshafts are stressed to their limits, transistors ready to burn out at any moment. Falling to one knee, he can only call out to his soon to be captors, shouting at his maximum mechanical volume-]

You may take me, but know this- I'll resist to the very last!