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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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panspermia: (Paid for it in organs)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well, okay, he maybe deserves that. Greg huffs out a weak laugh, rubbing his neck. "Right. Sorry. Just trying to make sense of--" He clears his throat. That glazed look in the eyes just had him a little worried about long-term exposure. So, hey, that's almost like good news.

"You uh, you got a bit of, thing, on your..." He points to his chin. One slob looking out for another.
sailorlaughter: (Posing)

[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2015-09-14 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[She has to smile at the hair ruffling, for real this time. Things like that always make you feel better, and Jecht's really really nice, even if he acts kinda rough sometimes.]

I looked around! I even climbed up to look in the ceiling! But I couldn't find it! Anyway, we're going like sixty. It'd be pretty hard to get something in the window instead of just smashing it on the side!

I bet this whole place really is haunted. Except whoever heard of a haunted bus? That's stupid.
nibelungvalesti: If any of these icons need credit, tell me! (wings of a goddess)

[personal profile] nibelungvalesti 2015-09-14 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Feel whatever you want, but I would appreciate an answer. [Meril drops her eyes back down to the screen, more self-conscious than she cares to admit about her own curiosity. Where had that come from, anyway?]
tigermillionaire: (where are you going???)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Ew," Tiger retorts, wrinkling his nose in the glow of his phone's light. "Don't call me that! It's lame." Like you are, Greg Universe. Why do they even have the same last name? It's dumb! Whatever!

"It's not my job to teach you about phones just because you're old-" he starts, but before he can finish, the engine of the bus mysteriously roars to life. Tiger goes still, eyes widening behind his shades.
maipokerface: (no you can't run away)

[personal profile] maipokerface 2015-09-14 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Meril's first words earn her a long, low sigh from the other woman. She even drops the hand holding her phone into her lap, phone still cupped in it's dark nailed grasp.]

Sure but it feels good to dream about saying no, okay?

[Not that she literally does. Honestly she's more or less content to do whatever the manager says as long as her hand doesn't start cramping up or she doesn't drop dead from exhaustion or boredom.

She doesn't protest Meril's presence in the least. She's one of the few tolerable people in the band after all. And boy do the fan boys love the two "Ice Cold Queens" - so the title goes on all the fan sites anyhow.]


Couldn't hurt to try to lay low for a while anyhow.
gunslingerqueen: (But I like to keep some things to myself)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-09-14 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Rick won't mind if she takes a few gulps on her own, right? It's a full bottle and there's more than enough for later shenanigans but sometimes it's just too much to wait for the finished product. When it comes back down she covers her mouth while swallowing.

"Wait, wait, wait, the brown bottle, right? The long one." She makes a series of gestures that are meant to describe the coffee liqueur. "Isn't it in the freezer or something?" Or was that where Rick found it before announcing the White Russian Idea? She doesn't know, it's enough of a challenge to get the glasses without falling and accidentally cracking her skull open.
faithfulflame: (Rei Collecting Herself)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2015-09-14 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally.

[Rei waves an airy hand, red nails flashing in the light. She hated dealing with the fans and the people with the backstage passes. It wasn't that she didn't like having fans, no that was nice, but she was just not inherently good at dealing with people she didn't know well. It was like a curse, really, and couple that with her looks? And she got to deal with all the weirdos. All of them.]

It was a girl about our age. I don't know how she got back towards our dressing rooms, but she wanted...something, I guess. She just kept screaming and raving about wanting some sort of souvenir. I offered her my autograph, and she made a grab for my phone instead. Why would someone do that?

[There's some genuine confusion in her words, like she doesn't have a clue.]
gunslingerqueen: (Crying over pros for no reason)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-09-14 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait ... Wait, wait, wait ... There's. What. She seems so hurt! Or maybe she's looking into that too much but there's still that feeling, so:]

Wait, you really wanted to know?

[She'd kind of thought that Meril was just teasing her - a little meanly, but it wasn't as if Nariko didn't deserve it, but lying down and taking it was never her style. Neither was being cruel. Driving everyone insane with her complaining was one thing but hurting people's feelings was something else entirely.]
testgasm: (i-it's not that i like watching you test)

[personal profile] testgasm 2015-09-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes Wheatley a moment to realize what has happened, and he almost looks apologetic when he does.]

Oh--sorry, I didn't mean--I was aiming for the rubbish bin, I--

[When he realizes he's being insulted, however (probably for like the twelfth time today), he's quick to spring to the defensive, setting his notepad on the little tour bus table with a slap.]

Is that necessary, really? D'you always have to go right to the name-calling?
cryogenics: (☣ Eyes only for you.)

[personal profile] cryogenics 2015-09-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
He looked up when she spoke, considering it for a moment as he fiddled with his guitar. Eventually, he shrugged, sliding his legs down off the couch to make some room. "Sure, why not." It might be a better way to pass the time than just sitting there trying to figure out a way to distract himself on his own. Sleep would have been even better, maybe next time he'd have to invest in some ear plugs, so it wouldn't matter how loud and obnoxious everyone else was.
consocius: ([neutral]; ping!)

[personal profile] consocius 2015-09-14 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes the letter passed to him, looking surprised and very, very curious.]

What? Me? Really?

[And after reading it and turning slightly pink:] Geez. [But he's smiling. Still, there's probably no danger of fan praise giving him a big head.]

So do you usually write a whole letter back or just like a couple of sentences?
panspermia: (We wouldn't have hot dogs)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
There are two ways to handle balding: let it all go, or cling desperately to what you have left. Greg didn't spend all those years growing it out to give it up easily, no matter how absurd he ended up looking.

Shotaro, on the other hand, looked on pretty much the opposite end of the absurdity spectrum. Greg didn't think he'd ever seen the mayor dressed this nice, with a hat and everything. Way fancy.

He answered with a shrug, as casual as possible when the world around you has gone to rainbow smoke and you might be losing your mind or something and monsters were due to show up soon. "Well, I've been worse. You, uh, know what any of this is?" All that shouting didn't make the odds promising, but it was worth a shot.
demonspacepirate: (What did you expect?)

[personal profile] demonspacepirate 2015-09-14 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not many people have the balls to shove her around, so when a foot punts her deeper into the fridge? She knows it's Jecht. Ass. But- not a boring ass. Just a regular ole punk ass like her. She can appreciate that. Even if it bumps her head up against the top when he nudges her in and dents her spikes. That's gonna take someone forever to fix! Damnit. ]

How 'bout you learn to dodge, huh? [ She leans back out, shutting the fridge with a roll of her eyes. ] Some people can use a bottle to the head anyway.

cryogenics: (☣ The man on the bridge.)

[personal profile] cryogenics 2015-09-14 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
At least he had shoes on, so getting stabbed in the feet by glass wasn't on his list of things he needed to worry about. Just, apparently, being brained by randomly flying glasses. He was getting a pan out to collect the shards when she stepped out.

"Fuck if I know," Bucky grumbled, gingerly picked up glass. "They just flew off the counter."
tigermillionaire: (dead mom problems)

[personal profile] tigermillionaire 2015-09-14 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Steven falls quiet for a little while, as they walk. Nothing looks more familiar as they cover distance, and he's starting to get more and more worried. He stares at the ground, staying close to her.]

At least we can protect each other, right?

[It's spoken softly, at least partially being said to himself. He just wants to badly to believe it's going to be okay.]
panspermia: (★ Decide what's important)

[personal profile] panspermia 2015-09-14 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"It was probably worth it, I promise." Getting Peridot to agree to literally anything was, in and of itself, a masterful feat to be proud of.

He sunk further into the cushions. "If I make coffee, you're not allowed to complain." It was a futile demand, he knew; all he could handle right now was instant.
giglio_madonna: (sassybird) (Remember remember this is now)

[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-09-14 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no." Luce gives a shake of her head, but the strangeness in Meril's voice helps to cement this decision even with the way something in her mind wants to crawl at the sound she can hear.

She's not the only one.

"You can hear something, can't you?"
diediediediediedie: ([04])

[personal profile] diediediediediedie 2015-09-14 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He probably didn't mean "rubbish bin" as an insult to her. Wait, no, he probably did. She rolls her eyes and sighs as theatrically as possible.]

What can I say? I look at you and insults just leap to the front of my brain. Can't think why...
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connivingbird: (grr munch)

[personal profile] connivingbird 2015-09-14 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
I could sit on you.

[He chewed on his ice cream some more, nails clicking against the screen of his tablet as he resisted the urge to join in the discussion on one gossip rag. He had been warned about being a little dick online, even though the managers have tried to make him do a few more acceptable rock star bad habits like drugs and alcohol. Having a rocker that rather spend time trading rumors about actors with other actors was just too mundane.

Heaving a sigh, he snuggles further into his silks and pouted.]


No, I'm not comfy. I'm never comfy outside my nest. [Yes, he calls his hammock-styled bed hanging in the rafters of his studio apartment a nest. It was almost like one given the amount of red fabrics he used to line the thing.]
consocius: Any icons that are by me are safe to take, except for this one please! ([down]; pain)

[personal profile] consocius 2015-09-14 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
The words, the situation, was almost-not-quite familiar and that was enough to bring Sora back around, even if he was worn out to the point of pain. He mumbled back, "There's too many..."

But, even saying so, he still fought to get back up, a cringe on his face from the pain that sang through his body just from the movement. He'd been running from these guys for what seemed like hours, it had to be. The main problem was that there was nowhere to run to. This space they were in seemed to go on forever. "Where can we go?"
gunslingerqueen: (Came to weeping)

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2015-09-14 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Undeterred she took up the newly freed seat and settled back into the cushions, settling her guitar in her lap and making sure that she didn't interfere with his space. He was definitely the kind of guy that didn't benefit from being crowded at all, which made the irony of being in a band that much worse, so maybe he couldn't give his quiet but at least he'd still have his corner? It was the little things, sometimes.

Once settled she reached into the pocket of her jeans to yank out the notes she'd been working on. "So, we have that really jumpy song we did in the last set, right?" ... She never remembered names for things. "I was kind of thinking something like that, but slowing it down, with a different hook." Notes left between them Nariko, as always, decided that showing was better than reading.
covenantal: (o70.)

i love the taste of payback in the morning I MEAN A1

[personal profile] covenantal 2015-09-14 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ A minute or two after Yosuke starts calling out, he may be relieved to hear an answering call from somewhere behind him: ]

Yosuke!

[ He wasn't the only one who happened to be out on the flood plain, though Yu hadn't known Yosuke was out there either. He trots to catch up with his friend, as sideways weird as things now appear, and slows once he's by Yosuke's side. ]

I'm here. But we should keep moving.
diediediediediedie: ([14])

[personal profile] diediediediediedie 2015-09-14 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I highly doubt that." It was a moment of weakness, brought on by a longer moment of writer's block. 'Unwind' had been the word and oh, how could she have fallen for THAT?

Too bad, complaining was all she wanted to do right now. "...I can make my OWN coffee." Or she could, if standing up didn't make her nauseous.
demonspacepirate: (Let me think...)

[personal profile] demonspacepirate 2015-09-14 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"If by structure you mean boring ass chord progressions. Try to sneak Pachelwuss' bullshit into the next set and I'm gonna break your wrist." It's been done. It's been DONE to death and PUNK was not baroque. It was Broke! Getting paid was a nice change, though. "People don't come for structure! They come for a party."

And Peridot barely knew how to party.

Just getting warmed up. 'so sorry ur still such a sorry salty excuse for a rocker #jobopenings #canyouplaythekeytar'
giglio_madonna: (snappleicons) (Now all you can do is wait.)

[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2015-09-14 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Spiky hair, a big frown, and a yeller... [She shakes her head.] I'm afraid not. You're the first person I've run into.

[On some level, it's a relief that he looks like just an ordinary boy. On the other hand, if things get dangerous, well. She'll get to that when it happens. Whatever is going on with this place, it's blocking her seer abilities.]

My name is Luce. [She offers her hand with a smile.] I suppose this is Japan?