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Interdimensional Managers ([personal profile] interdimanagers) wrote in [community profile] interstellar4042015-09-13 03:08 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME: THE SELF TITLED ALBUM

☆WELCOME TO INTERSTELLAR
And welcome to our first 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 tour. 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?

☆THE MAGIC TOUR BUS
By default, these prompt 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. They take place after being kidnapped and brainwashed, on your character's first tour under their new label. As it turns out, it seems like brainwashing aliens isn't the only thing the abductees have to worry about.



B1) PLAY IT STRAIGHT: It's just another day on the tour bus, in between long stretches of highway. How do you fill your time? Do you practice your instrument, or do you take full advantage of the open bar? Do you sulk and try go to bed early? Do you yell at your bandmates for ruining the toilet? Do you troll people on Twitter? Tours being what they are, everyone is probably at least a little bit tired or cranky. Just don't do anything that will get the Manager on your ass, because that's always more trouble than it's worth.

B2) THAT'S NORMAL: The Managers aren't here, as far as you can tell, leaving you in a moment of relative relaxation. Something about those guys just make you uneasy, and they're always shoving you around and making you do things you don't really want to. However, these moments of peace don't last long, because it stars to become increasingly apparent that your tour bus might be...haunted? Whether its the bus turning on without a driver and without a key, wine glasses falling off tables, or guitar static sounding like frantic whispering, things are starting to get weird. Yet, at the same time, something in your subconscious is strongly suggesting that you should ignore it, and that everything is normal and fine...

B3) THEN WHO WAS GUITAR?: These weird experiences eventually culminate in a kind of phantom music bleeding in from the air around you. The source is impossible to discern but it's somehow...familiar? Like something that played at an important moment in your life, even if the event itself just won't come to mind. What's weirder, is that everyone seems to hear something different. It gets to you in a way that your programming doesn't like - but how do you react? Reluctantly take it in, or throw a fit until it stops?

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morphballin: (Actually laughing genuinely)

B1

[personal profile] morphballin 2015-09-14 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
Not my call to make, O Mistress of Shadows.

[There's a small bit of amusement and teasing in Samus' tone, but no real malice. She flops down in a big beanbag with water in-hand, letting her head hang back so she stares at an opposite wall.]

I think we're in the clear for the night, anyway.
maybeckoning: (i'm listening)

b3

[personal profile] maybeckoning 2015-09-14 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
Ignoring it only makes it worse. [Ah, yes. A bandmate is sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine and seemingly not paying too much attention.] And occasionally louder.
unrefinedhammer: (smug little brat)

[personal profile] unrefinedhammer 2015-09-14 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Kouha retaliated by sticking his tongue out.]

What if I said 'no'?

[It was a game now, one that he was determined to win. Had he been more of a thinking type, he would have noticed the odd familiarity as well, but introspection wasn't one of his fortes. Having fun took priority over everything else.

Besides. Now he wanted to see if he could change Kouen's expression.]
inturn: (pic#9547699)

B1!

[personal profile] inturn 2015-09-14 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They're not bandmates or anything close, haven't spoken before, but someone gave her an order for the bar, and somehow she's ended up...taking everyone's orders and bringing them their drinks. It's probably because she worked as a waitress before she became "Rose", vocalist of her current band. Sliding a cocktail to one of Minato's band members, holding her hands together, she turns to the next group--person, rather, seeing how he's seated by himself. He seems busy, but it's rude to skip someone just because. ]

Excuse me... [ She can't tell if he's listening, but decides to ask anyway. ] Would you like a drink?
healyourheart: (54)

[personal profile] healyourheart 2015-09-14 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Tch. [ He's right. There are too many of these guys around. Wakana is having flashbacks to some pretty unpleasant suitors who don't take no for an answer.

There, she has it--a little golden USB drive. She presses the button on the front and, thanks to the whims of interdimensional space, nothing happens.

She's so in shock that she slows down. Not the smartest move. ]


Piece of junk...!
silencesfate: (04)

[personal profile] silencesfate 2015-09-14 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When he's addressed, the typing promptly stops. At the least, judging from his continued neutral look from before, he doesn't seem to be ticked off by being bothered. Truth be told he wasn't doing anything overly important anyway, just kinda browsing about some pictures and vague-ing about bandmates. He recognized her, as vocalists usually did become faces of their band. It's a bit odd she's going around taking orders, he thinks, but it's not his place to question that, is it? ]

...

[ He looks down again afterward, in brief thought, then back up again. Speaking curtly without so much as a please and thank you--hopefully she can forgive him, for that. ]

Something non-alcoholic.
tigermillionaire: (mhm!)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Haha, yes, now this is what he's going for. He laughs and runs away as the pillow biffs him in the back, climbing up onto his bunk. He sits down, and turns to stick his tongue out at her.

"Yeah, right. You'd have to catch me first!" he jeers.
tigermillionaire: (okaaaay)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
As ever, he finds her reaction sort of puzzling. Lowering his sunglasses to boggle at her for a few moments, he groans and sits down on the bed beside her, swiping through his photos.

"Pinkie, you are so weird," he says. And probably drunk. Probably that, too.
tigermillionaire: (HOW HARD IS IT TO JUST LISTEN TO STEVEN)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Nowhere in particular, it seems. Tiger stomps outside and around the front of the bus, standing in the headlights and glaring off into the night. He thumps a fist against the front of the bus a few times, as the engine quietly purrs.

"Alright, who's the joker?!" he shouts into the darkness. "We're busy people, you know!"
tigermillionaire: (RRRRNNNGHHH)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Tiger starts kicking his legs at him, refusing to get off his back. He can barely hear what Weasel is saying through the headphones, but his offense at being moved is great enough that it doesn't really matter.

"You're ruining my zen!" he yells back at him. The zen he's spent the last hour carefully building, trying to ignore the weird sounds he's pretty sure he's not supposed to be hearing.
sailorlaughter: (Oh no -!)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

[Don't just stop! Pinkie scrabbles to a halt as well, turning to grab the closest part of him (which turns out to be his pant leg) in her teeth and tug.]
sailorlaughter: (Did someone say party?)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you wanna talk about it? I think that helps me sometimes.

[She's not really at a good angle to try and see the paper anyway, but she cranes her neck to peer up at him.]
phdinhorribleness: (What?)

[personal profile] phdinhorribleness 2015-09-14 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Where's it even coming from? [There was a frown and huff as he spoke, not even knowing what it meant or what he felt like he could be seconds from tears if he didn't force himself to be at least a bit angry and a bit more irritated than he actually was.
sailorlaughter: (<3)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're the one who only...only takes selfies with sleeping people." Without lifting her head, Pinkie feels around for him and ends up just patting him on the knee. She was aiming for the head, but that's too high up and she doesn't really want to move. "That's weird."
tigermillionaire: (awww durnit)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Well gosh, she makes it sound all creepy when she explains it like that. He frowns at her, though he doesn't fuss about the clumsy knee pat.

"I don't only selfie with sleeping people. I have a wide range of selfie-ing capabilities, I'll have you know."
defenceservice: (And I ain't gonna look)

Eliot Spencer | Leverage

[personal profile] defenceservice 2015-09-14 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
A1

[Someone must have drugged him again. It's not an uncommon tactic by those who know his reputation and need to do something he won't like. But they're underestimating him. He squints at the world around him as he walks, trying to make out any signs of whoever it was or what they're trying to stop him from doing. They're gonna regret the day their parents met once he gets his hands on them...]

B1

[It's day three of the tour and Kenneth Crane is feeling inspired. He's sitting on his bed with his guitar, noodling away and occasionally stopping to note down something that sounds particularly good.]
sailorlaughter: (Come on!)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"LAST time I tried to take a selfie with you, you were all like..."

The words escape her, so she just rolls over and waves a hand in the air. "...bleeeee-eeeeeh. Oh, hey, you took your sunglasses offfffff!" She smiles, thrilled, and points at his face. "I dunno how you see like that."
loversdilemma: (unleash teh Rie)

B1

[personal profile] loversdilemma 2015-09-14 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rise is herself flopped face-down on the next couch over, trying to get rid of the inevitable headache long road trips give her.]

That's tours, Yosuke. The crap food is a motivational tool for "come up with another album so you can record it somewhere with decent restaurants."

[She carefully rolls over and considers the ceiling.]

I'd probably kill someone for some fresh tofu right now, though.
tigermillionaire: (THINKIN ABOUT STUFF)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Reading his phone is actually really inconvenient in the dark, with his sunglasses on, but he perseveres as a labour of love. Of course, her pointing it out immediately makes him slide the shades back onto his face, because contrary is what teenagers do.

"Probably because you were all like 'bllleeeeeuughhh, I'm clumsy and full of barf!'" he says, imitating her in a way that isn't as inaccurate as it could be. Generally speaking, he kind of likes Pinkie, as hard as it is to tell.
tigermillionaire: (IN THE NAME OF THE MOON)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
WHAT IS THIS. What is this. He looks at the arm around his shoulders, like he's ready to shove her away - and then...doesn't. He doesn't really know why. This is totally against his style, in every way, but he doesn't really want her to let go.

So instead, he focuses on grumping about the phone, wincing as she starts putting on a lightshow with the taser up. He only pulls away from her so he can stomp forward and shake a fist at the darkness.

"Whoever you are, show yourself!" he yells.
tigermillionaire: (where are you going???)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Steven has stopped as well, gradually noticing the same thing. It's still...sort of a city? But it's definitely not the beach, or Beach City all together. Among the things he was coming to anticipate, this was not one of them. Being in a ghosty version of Beach City was one thing, but being in another place all together-

He looks behind them. He can't see the car wash at all anymore. They're lost.

"...Dad..." he starts uncertainly, anxiety rising up in him. Oh no, he has to fix this. It's his job to fix this, but he doesn't know what to do. Magic stuff is his responsibility in this family. "I think we're lost..."
sailorlaughter: (Lemme buy you a sasparilla!)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Pinkie snorts and throws an arm over her eyes. "I'm gonna barf ON you." But not really. That'd be mean and gross, and she probably likes Tiger more than most people on the bus. Child stars are just like that, y'know? He can't really help it, and getting in fights with him will just make him do it harder.

She's totally awake now. May as well just keep talking. "So y'know how that little...Virgo guy, whatever...how he got frosted tips? Are YOU gonna do that now?" It's not like Tiger's the ONLY teen heartthrob out there. She'll play up the rivalry or whatever in public, but she doesn't really have a lot of opinions on the record labels. People can like a ton of different music at the same time! It's not a big deal if Virgo's good too. It's just fun to compete!
tigermillionaire: (BIG FAT MEANIE ZUCCHINI)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
In any normal world, Steven would be giggling at this exchange, and at the idea of someone barfing on him as a theoretical kind of jokey revenge. Here, though, he just sticks out his tongue, as if in disgust - but just a little bit playfully. Privately he is a little bit amused.

"Wow no, my hair is perfect!" he says, clutching at his locks as if they are under immediate threat. Dark, curly, and...maybe getting a little bit long. Should he get frosted tips? Do people like long hair? Suddenly he finds himself worried about it. "Who even gets frosted tips on curly hair, anyway..."
panspermia: (★ Get my head around it)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
There's no answer but the wind. Greg waits, peering into the night, before running a hand over his face. He's sleep deprived and imagining things, he keeps telling himself. They're fine, and overreacting. They have to go back to bed.

"Jeez. We're gonna wake everyone up. Gonna put a real damper on everyone's work if we get axe murdered, y'know?"
twoscompany: (YEAH)

Garnet | Steven Universe

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
A2

[They came. She didn't know how or why. Or where, but that didn't matter. They weren't Gems, and they had attacked her home, somehow. Somehow, even if this place wasn't her home, and she was just...here. Wherever here is. So she fought.

And is still fighting. Garnet isn't one to be taken down easily.]


Crud!

[How were they still coming? Why?

...Hopefully, it's just her, and not Steven. She'd prefer no one got wrapped up into this, but...]



B3

[Something tugged at her from this.

Something's wrong. For the longest time, Garnet never questioned anything about her life, but right at this moment, she does. Hazy figures in her mind seem to run to her with the music, from memories she didn't but did have, one in particular happily crying out Garnet! Garnet!

She can't place anything. Yet...it felt...it felt...]


I don't get it.

[...Confusing. Comforting, but so confusing.]
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