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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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twoscompany: (UGH GREG'S MUSIC)

B3

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is why she likes touring solo.

This person's face might suddenly loom over his. Hovering dangerously close.]


Move. Now.
tigermillionaire: (you're wrong)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
No one's gunna axe murder Tiger Universe, that's for darn sure! Tiger ignored him and stomps around to the other side of the bus, investigating it. Nothing. He starts trying to climb the side of the bus to peer in the driver's side window.

"The bus didn't start itself, Greg!" he calls back to him. He's not going to sleep when the bus thinks it can just do whatever it wants.
panspermia: (No shame in bailing)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
He hadn't wanted to say it. He's been hoping maybe he was mistaken, against all odds. He's lived here for decades, he knows what Beach City looks like, and it doesn't look like this. But maybe they're just... confused.

Greg is the adult here, he's gotta keep calm, but he's got absolutely nothing to back it up at this point. Finding Steven's hand, he holds it tight. He's not about to lose anything else, in this crazy place.

"I-it's okay, bud. We'll uh, we'll just retrace our footsteps! It'll be--"

He catches sight of something, in the distance. It's far enough off, he might not have caught it, if they weren't the only things around that weren't rainbow warped.

"...Are those... ships?"
twoscompany: (UGH GREG'S MUSIC)

A1

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[What the--]

Greg!

[Of all the people caught up in this...!]
Edited 2015-09-14 16:58 (UTC)
twoscompany: (HMPH)

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Ugh. This...person.

"Why did we agree to this collaboration, again?"
law_and_order: (Jonathan: urgh)

B1, hi pixle

[personal profile] law_and_order 2015-09-14 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Jonathan opened his eyes and sat up with a groan. "Michel? Where are -- oh." Of course, the tour. For a second there, he'd been completely disoriented by the pitch and roll of the bus. His hair looked like it had undergone some kind of explosion, sticking out on all sides in an unruly mass.

"Is... is it not too early for practice? With all the excitement, I wasn't able to fall asleep till quite late."
panspermia: (I don't understand anything anymore)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well... at least we're in the same boat, then." It was really hard to find a bright side while watching an endless parade of spooky scenery, but Greg was doing his absolute best.

"I was pretty sure this had to be some sort of weird magic thing..." He backed off a few steps while a stampeding herd of ethereal buffalo stormed past, without so much as a breeze to feel on their side of things. "This is getting kinda far outside the usual, though."
testgasm: (TESTING!!)

[personal profile] testgasm 2015-09-14 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, uh...

[Wheatley sounds very unsure of himself, like he's suddenly doubting the overall quality of his entire music career (probably this is exactly what is happening). He tries his very best to turn the conversation around on her.]

What do you--do you do when you get stuck?
panspermia: (Brand new windows)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Garnet! Oh man.

[Hah, he was worried there for a minute or ten. But if she's here, then there's definitely an explanation. Totally.]

What is all this stuff?
tigermillionaire: (not wibbling)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
In the past, Steven might have had some crazy ideas about the ships possibly being helpful. Not right now. Now, all he can think about is a gem invasion, and how it very well could be homeworld trying to take him away again - only this time the Crystal Gems aren’t together. The fear surges straight to his heart, tears beading in his eyes.

Is this some kind of crazy space magic attack? What does he do? Lapis had said the homeworld was more advanced than anything she’d ever seen, right- ?

His breath cuts short, and he grabs onto Greg’s hand more tightly. His lifts up and arm and summons his shield - though, to his dismay he finds that it takes more effort than usual, and the result is more of a flickering spectre of the real thing than a proper shield. He looks at in acute dismay before, hardening his expression with contrary determination, and starting to pull Greg into the shelter of the foreign city they’ve wandered into.

“It’s...it’s okay,” he says. “I’m going to protect you, dad! No matter what.”
panspermia: (★ Decide what's important)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a prank, Tiger. Someone's having fun with us." He keeps catching movement in the shadows, but it's just the headlights flickering. They're flickering a lot.

"If the paparazzi gets pics of us in our pjs, I'm not taking the fall." He's lying, he'll absolutely take the fall.
testgasm: (i just have a lot of feelings okay)

[personal profile] testgasm 2015-09-14 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[LOOK those flights of fancy are far from idiotic, they are words from his very SOUL how DARE. The word just isn't ready for him and his incredible keytar talent yet.]

I'm writing, if you must know.
sailorlaughter: (Um DUH?)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't." Pinkie's not really one to talk about not doing crazy hair dye things - but all her hair is ONE color! And it's pink. Pink is obviously the best color.

She's glad to hear Tiger's not gonna do his hair though. His hair's fine the way it is! "I think it'd look dumb. Like, don't tell him I said that, but I don't like it." It's just a boy band trend or whatever. Not her problem.
sailorlaughter: (think)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I dunno. Something that's not writing?

[She doesn't remember getting stuck all that often, but it's been happening more lately.]

Like, if it's not working right now then it just isn't, y'know? Maybe you'll feel better about it later. Or you'll just figure it out when you're in the shower!
law_and_order: (Jonathan: eyes closed)

b

[personal profile] law_and_order 2015-09-14 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jacking off...?" The words seemed incongruous coming from someone as posh in appearance as Jonathan, whose hair was almost as big as Nicky's (but considerably less unruly). He tasted the phrase, which sounded vaguely familiar, and yet...

Well, it was probably nothing. He took a sip of wine and almost spilled it on his scarf as the bus hit a bump. With a sigh, he reached into his jacket pocket, removed a 'Lite Flow' pantiliner, and used it to dab gingerly at his mouth.

"I do wish they'd tell us when we'll be arriving."
maipokerface: (and tear yourself down)

[personal profile] maipokerface 2015-09-14 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It's about time.

[It's a grumble directed at her phone. She generally doesn't mind the signing crap but it's days like this where her hand aches that she has to retreat for at least an hour or two.]

That was at least four hours worth. Don't the fans get tired of those mass-produced signed posters?
twoscompany: (HMMM)

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know, not entirely.

[Its like a warp that's gone all wrong, somehow. Like they got tossed into a blender of teleporters. There's no way to tell up or down - or how to get out.

She won't burden Greg with that, or with the things her vision told her. None of the possibilities are good, at all.]


We'll find a way out.
maipokerface: (and you just threw it away)

[personal profile] maipokerface 2015-09-14 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Right, I forgot you don't need sex appeal. That explains a lot.

[Now she just sounds plain amused. Sure he's kind of an asshole and more times than not they bicker but even the bickering is entertaining.]
maipokerface: (so much faith in you)

[personal profile] maipokerface 2015-09-14 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah? You better not let your fangirls hear you say that.

[Unless he wants a lot of dreamy sighing and screaming. That's what that crap always turns into.

His nails keep right on clicking away and she more or less tries to brush it off. It had been so quiet back here before his birdly majesty here flounced into the scene. After a bit she sighs out then, plopping the hand holding her phone into her lap. Her other elbow comes to rest atop the seat so she can cushion her cheek in her hand. She's directing a raised brow look over at the pouting ice cream addict.]


Then why don't you string something up around here. Towards the back.

[Further back. Away from her.]
panspermia: (Slow day)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure... yeah.

[It was probably unfair to expect her to have all the answers, but when you have none you tend to put a lot of hope in other people. Still, Greg feels a heck of a lot better, just having someone familiar to be around.]

It's like the whole town got fused with technicolor jello, or something.
tigermillionaire: (YIKES???)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Suddenly, the bus turns off. In his haste to see what's going on, Tiger loses his footing and slips off of the bus, thumping onto the ground in the dark. It's suddenly seeming very dark dark indeed.

"Ow!" he yelps, just in time for the sound of something dribbling down the front of his bus to meet his ears. One of his hands, resting on the ground, suddenly gets wet. He hears something spurting? Oh my god. He is definitely dying. "Ahhh, whaaat?!"

(Spoilers, it's actually the windshield cleaner. He's not dying.)
twoscompany: (UH HUH)

[personal profile] twoscompany 2015-09-14 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
We're not in Beach City anymore, Greg.

[Froooooown. Not at Greg, though.]

We should keep moving. Have you seen anyone else here?
Edited 2015-09-14 17:29 (UTC)
diediediediediedie: ([13])

[personal profile] diediediediediedie 2015-09-14 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course she does. Why fight if you aren't fighting to win?

"Oh, I missed, did I? If you'd just let it hit you, Reggie would have been fine. I've seen you take far worse, you were just being a little baby."

'you can get better literally anywhere #suredid #itwasgreat #forascreechytunelesssortofthing'
tigermillionaire: (a m i r i t e . . . ?)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe I'll tell him I don't like it!" he says, as if trying to prove he isn't afraid of telling people what he thinks. Clearly, he does not. He is an independent guy who doesn't care what people think, and totally wasn't just freaking out about whether or not he should get frosted tips.

"I could do way cooler things with my hair if I wanted to. Like...put stripes in it, or something." Tiger, that is not remotely cool.
tigermillionaire: (walk through the fire)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't. Instead, he just continues to lay there, giving his guitar a single, very brooding, strum. What are you saying? He can't hear you. Too busy being intense.]

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