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☆RESCUER TEST DRIVE: DIGITAL LOVE
☆WELCOME RESCUERS
Welcome to Interstellar's first ever RESCUER TDM! A part of the Interstellar plot that has just opened up, this covers the entrance of those recruited by the lone space pilot Shep to join him on a mission to the planet Terra to rescue those held captive by Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment. Rescuers will not suffer any memory loss and will enter the game as they are, in contrast to the memory loss/force humanization of the musician half. Powers will be nerfed to a certain degree upon entering the game fully, but during recruitment they will remain at full power.☆A DREAM ABOUT YOUThese prompts are designed to be game canon, for both rescuers and musicians both new and already in game. For those in game, they will start occurring around New Years in the form of dreams. The dreams will be very clear while happening, but after waking, they will swiftly fade away into something barely remembered. For rescuers, these dreams will occur very shortly before they are approached by Shep or other already recruited rebels to join the rescue squad and go save the people being held captive in Vista City. Rescuers will remember these dreams as clearly as something that actually happened in real life.
Both of these prompts take place in the dreamscape, ostensibly, and the surrounding will appear as whatever fits those taking part in a scene. It can shift and change as a thread goes along, as well, and may resemble things from a captive's home, the game setting, or anything else appropriate.
►A1) FOR THE CAPTURED: The kidnapped musicians of Vista City will dream of being themselves - in a way more true than they have been for months now. They'll dream of themselves as they're meant to be, in physical form and manner of dress, and their personality will align more easily with their true nature, even as the confusing influences of their programming nag at their mind. It could alarm them, or it could feel somehow natural. Either way, their memories will still be gone, except for what they've recovered - but they feel somehow much closer to reach, like they may break through if only given the chance to dig just about deeper. They may dream of home, they may dream of Vista, but either way...when the morning comes, their memories of this experience will be all but wiped away. Including the memories of the strangers that promised that they would find them and take them home.
►A2) FOR THE RESCUERS: The dream is the first sign of something being wrong. You'll find yourself somewhere else - either a scene from your home, or someone else's, or an alien world you've never seen. In this dream, you'll find a person. Perhaps it's someone you recognize, someone you love dearly, but that doesn't remember you. Maybe it's a stranger, lost, confused, and desperate for help. Either way, you find yourself reaching out to them - but outside of this dream, you are helpless to save them. The dream will fade but stay with you in your memory, and may be a key component in you choosing to believe and join the other rescuers when they come to your door. Something has been taken, and you will take it back.☆MAKE THESE DREAMS COME TRUEThese prompts are design to be kept as game canon after acceptance, and can be used as the official story of how your character entered the game. Importantly, the technology used to enter 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 encountered multiple ways, or going in more than one direction, before the timeline settled on a final path.
►B1) JUST SAY YES: Soon after these dreams, rescuers will find themselves in a strange situation. Time will abruptly stop for every part of the world except for them, and fade into a ghostly vision of its former self - just in time for them to be approached by some mysterious strangers. Whether your rescuer chooses to run, fight, or talk, eventually they'll be told the truth - people of the multiverse have been captured and taken to a universe far away to be harvested for their souls...in the form of forcing them to becoming rock stars. You heard it here first, folks.
The people recruiting you will mostly be other player rescuers that have already been recruited (regardless of whether or not that's been threaded out - you can assume your guy got recruited by someone if you want to recruit OTHER people.) The pilot and owner of the space ship doing this appears to be a blue man named Shep. He's the guy that's apparently in charge of this whole thing, but he's so busy with the dimension hopping that he's kind of hard to find and talk to. He presumably recruited some of the first members personally, but things have been sort of getting more complicated since then.
►B2) INTERSTELLAR DISCO: After you've agreed to come for whatever reason - to save you lover, friend, some guy, whatever - you're be taken upon the guitar shaped spaceship to wait out the tide of the temporal distortions picking you up has caused. It's a long journey back to Vista City, and you've got plenty of new comrades to get to know. This mission could take a while, so you better get comfy. You're in for the long haul now.
NOTE: If you want to see the interior of the spaceship (or if you want to see Shep dance) watch the music video posted up top. It's going to be a fair bit bigger in Interstellar to accommodate the big crew, but the essence is there.☆HELPFUL INFO► Follow the mod plurk for updates:interstellar5555
► Check out the game NAVIGATION
► Check out the MUSICIAN TDM
► Reserves open on January 2nd at 12:01AM EDT
► Applications open on January 11th at 12:01AM EDT
awesome! i hope this is okay!
[ Doc had a reputation in Hill Valley, and in no way did it involve autographs, or fame (positive fame, anyway), or anything in the sense. There's something about the way his friend holds himself, like he has all the confidence in the world. Not that he wasn't confident before, but it's...different. Not exactly like the Doc he knows.
The lightning probably had something to do with this. Maybe it just knocked him weird for a bit? ]
No jokes, Doc. Where the hell are we? [ The white surrounding them isn't giving him a helpful answer or anything. ] I saw the Delorean get hit by lightning, and then we end up here. What's this about?
[ oh hey, he should ask this. ] ...Are you alright?
it's perfect!
How the hell do I know? I'm supposed to be playing the big bowl tonight, not the...atmospheric distortion zone.
[He scrunches his nose. Something about those words feels right. But...the kid's still acting strangely around him, like they're bandmates. That can't be right, yet he doesn't want to reject him out of hand. He gives Marty a quick once-over, then shakes his head.]
I should be asking you that question if you think following me's gonna get you anywhere.
oh awesome, thanks! same to you!
[ Something's seriously wrong here. ]
Following you? Of course I'm gonna follow you Doc, c'mon! [ Marty wants to ask something like 'what the hell is wrong with you?' but this isn't something he can help, not as far as Marty can tell. The lightning probably just scrambled something, or made him confused...or something along those lines. That's his only bet, anyway. ]
Are you tellin' me that you don't remember your time machine being struck by lightning? In midair?
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That word pulls at him, but there's nothing to pull to. Just a void he desperately scrambles to fill, ruffling his wild hair like someone else used to do.]
Time machine? You sure you're not the brain-fried one here? I wrote a song about one, but that stuff's just sci-fi malarkey. The present's what you've got, no such thing as a redo.
[But god, the things he'd do if such a thing existed...get out of this contract, maybe. Go somewhere. Anywhere. See the stars.]
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For a second, there's a kind of spark in Doc's eyes, and for a quick moment Marty was sure that the delirium snapped. Soon enough, Doc would start spurting words he didn't understand, theories and this and that, and eventually they'd find a way out of here.
But he started talking about music again, and that hope quickly faded. ]
Doc, you gotta listen to me! [ That kind of sounds familiar. ] You and me were in the year 1955, because we had to get a book from Biff. There was that big thunderstorm above us, and you were flying in the Delorean. It got struck by lightning, and...aah...[ He can't remember anything else, other than being knocked back, and a bright flash of light. ]
But who says anything about the present or redoing stuff? You wanted to find out about the future, remember? Seeing how humans evolved over time? [ This was so goddamn weird. ] You gotta remember! Snap out of it, Doc!
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[Doc tugs at the strange clothes, fighting a massive headache right about now. He doesn't know a thing this kid is talking about, but something inside feels a strange sense of loss. Like he should know.
He's trying to pretend that he's not bothered, but doubt's eating away at him now. Despite his words, he steps closer, looking lost.]
At least that's what my memory tells me, but perhaps I've over-indulged in a vice or two...
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[ Marty is more than frustrated now; not all at Doc, though. Just the circumstances, and what all has happened in literally...what, a day or two? He's hungry and he's exhausted, and he wants nothing more to return to his year and stay there. That's impossible right now, and the guy with the answers is standing right in front of him, but he can't remember anything. ] I saw you in 1955, and you helped me get to 1985. All this happened because of you, Doc! You're a scientist!
Marty looks to his friend, and he's unable to contain the hurt in his voice. ] Do you even remember me?
( ooc- do you have a plurk? i would love to add you if that would be okay! your doc is amazing! )
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Sincerity. Ha. That's a world you'll never hear at the record company.
The longer Doc stands with the boy, the more he feels that something is amiss. It's almost as if he's an ant staring at a tree, unable to see the surrounding forest. Like he's sunk underwater and picking up distorted signals from the surface. Like a...that was probably enough with the comparisons.
He answered the question, though it inexplicably hurt him to do it.]
'No' is all that I can honestly say.
[But it isn't right, is it? His arms are folded more in defeat than arrogance now, and he hangs his head, desperately wishing he knew.]
[[and ah, thank you! I'm loving this, these poor time nerds. I'm kharamagic @ plurk.]]
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As much as he would like to freak out (more than he was, honestly), that wouldn't do any good. Next idea!
Doc wasn't acting like he had been a few minutes ago with this weird 'oh kid do you want my autograph' deal, so he's going to assume that maybe, there's a piece of him that knows there's something kind of funky going on here. Marty's gotten to Doc before during dire situations, so this couldn't be any different! ]
Okay. Ah, what about back a few years ago? Like, anything relating to hanging a clock in your bathroom, maybe?
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[Why? Well...he's never felt at ease around them, like the ticking's an eternal pointer at a hole that he can hardly feel.]
This Doc of yours is either a genius or out of his mind. I've sometimes been accused of the latter, so maybe I'm a half of him.
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...And if you did, did you think of something? Like, like an invention, or a...revelation? [ He's trying super hard to remember what Doc said that night at the mall. Maybe using big words would help a scientist in need! ]
[ Doc's assumptions of himself were actually pretty funny! Marty cracked a smile, trying to keep his giggle fit to himself. ] Well, maybe. But you're awesome, Doc. You invented time travel! You even took me to the future once! [ Not saying why, because time travel was made for good! Not...the stuff he tried to do. Anyway. ]
The shit we got into was heavy, Doc. All of it!
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[He was crazy, sure, but he believed. He really believed.]
I like your style, kid. And I inexplicably believe you, meaning that I must have a severe case of retrograde amnesia. Hitting my head could certainly cause that, yes.
[He thinks a moment, then rubs at his temple.]
Are you sure it wasn't a thesaurus that hit my head?
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There we go! Even if he can't remember, Doc believes, and right now that's all that matters. ] Perfect! See? Believing's the first part of the process, Doc. We just gotta get you to remember more!
No no, it wasn't. You fell and whacked your head. But that's not how we got here!
[ He sucks in a breath, and- ] Okay. So before we came here, you and I were in the year 1955 tryin' to get a book from Biff Tannen. We were burning it during the big lightning storm that knocked out the clock tower. You were in the air with the Delorean, but it got struck by lightning. Remember that?
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I'm still not clear on what a DeLorean is. I have the feeling it's a large piece of the puzzle.
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...It's a car. It's, ah, it's kinda square-ish lookin' in the front? And it has gull wings! I mean, that's what a normal one looks like. [ How do you even describe the time machine though? Marty can't name half of the parts... ] The one you built has a little nuclear chamber in the back where you put the plutonium, and wires that go around the front.
[ He tried. ]