TEST DRIVE MEME 001

[ataraxites]

T E S T   D R I V E   M E M E A R R I V A L You wake up, alone in the dark. There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Through the fog you can see shadows of movement, the muted sound of alarms crying. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're suddenly dropped several feet onto the opposite wall. It takes you several minutes to catch your breath and gather strength in uncooperative limbs; more time still to climb up through the debris to the hole in the outer wall high above. You emerge in bright sunlight, surrounded by an immense jungle. As your vision clears, you realize you stand on the hull of a colossal spaceship, crashed on an alien planet. There's a shout behind you, and as you turn, figures climb over the curve of the ship towards you: your rescue party, weathered and scarred by the efforts necessary for survival. B A S E   C A M P A ramshackle spread of tents and shelters built out of resources salvaged from the ship and gathered from the jungle. Not sleek, not clean, but alive: people coming and going from tent to tent, heading out into the jungle or returning with freshly foraged food. Some are working to build more shelters or improvize working tech out of parts salvaged from the ship; some are cooking; some are just taking shelter from the sun for a while. Whether you find somewhere to help or apply your skills, it's probably a good idea to get to know your neighbors. E X P L O R A T I O N The jungle is dense and green, teeming with life, high calls and cries of strange animals and birds, the low buzz and murmur of insects. There are no paths or notable markings; go too far into the trees and you may not be able to find your way back. Dangers hide in the shadows but there's also food, water - or perhaps you're looking for more, pushing further in a search for answers about this planet you're now living on. Or you can turn your attention to the crashed ship, the huge bulk of it balanced precariously on the edge of a cliff. It creaks and groans in its delicate position, audible from a distant but all the louder should you venture inside. Dark corridors made even more dangerous by the damage to the internal structure, debris and obstacles blocking progress, and any wrong step could cause it to collapse in on you, or send the ship over the cliff. But finding any tech, resources or supplies might just be worth the risk. C H O O S E   Y O U R   O W N . . . Hunt or flee from strange creatures in the jungle, take a try at rock-climbing down the cliff-face, or practise in-game gained abilities. Ataraxion is currently without a network until one is built, but test-driving on a prospective one is also totally fine!

Comments

[anti_seed]

[Warning shots are one thing; waste of ammunition is quite another. Even though it's Toast's nature to be skeptical, she doesn't punctuate her reservations about this phantom voice by squeezing off another shot. Not in anybody's direction.

For a long moment, the ship's dark throat is just that: dark. No movement of any kind, muzzle-flash or otherwise.

Then a brush of tawny movement edges into view. Toast's round-cheeked face illuminate by sunlight, even if still shrunk small (smaller than usual) by the distance of the drop. Wary, but not enough for her to choose and point her weapon at a familiar voice. Not this voice, anyway. The sunshine glowing fiercely from behind the other woman's head reduces her face to a silhouette, hard to make out, hard to be sure. But the violent wealth of red hair is enough to constitute hope. Or close enough.]

Capable? [Toast's voice nearly cracks. She hoods one tiny hand over her eyes for shade.] Is it-- did someone ruin the Citadel? What's up there?

[manifastdestiny]

It's not the Citadel at all.

[And that is the best news of all. Capable puts a look over her shoulder as if to make sure it hasn't all melted away, the sweetest dream there ever was. The forest is all still there, so many trees grown twisted and natural and beautiful. She could never have imagined it so beautiful.

When she looks down into the hole of the ship again, there's Toast, peering up at her. Capable beams down at her, still all haloed in light.]

Climb up and see. It's green, Toast. It's a green place!

[anti_seed]

[OOC: hey I'm too strugglebus to keep up with this meme, but I wanted to let you know that you're hella talented and i REALLY APPRECIATE you tagging me <3 maybe I'll see you in another game!]