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Piper 90: Mods ([personal profile] goneawaymod) wrote in [community profile] goneawaymemes2020-04-04 10:47 pm
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TDM #1


TEST DRIVE #1


So it's your first day at your new job! Welcome to the Jorgmund Family™! It's time to settle into your new workplace on the Piper 90 rig, the coziest place of employment this side of the Livable Zone. A leader in its industry, Jorgmund is excited to have you join them in enthusiastically envisioneering team-driven paradigms.  

The Piper 90 rig's mission is not only an impressive undertaking in terms of impactful customer-oriented deliverables, it's providing a vital backbone to the Livable Zone by creating a safe region for citizens to live, work, and play. Jorgmund's "outside the box" thinking means they understand the importance of wisely investing in their human capital - you! You'll soon find that you'll take pride in this vital work - and the benefits can't be beat.

Rest assured, Jorgmund's multidisciplinary approach to our world's period of recovery means we know how to keep it real when facing this opportunity for restructuring and growth. Jorgmund: Even if most of the world has gone away, we can make a world of difference!

Synergy!

USEFUL LINKS
It is recommended you check out the following links first for info on the rig, rig conditions, game mechanics, and the intro and slideshow your characters would have to endure that takes place chronologically before the Test Drive Meme: 

Welcome/Arrival  | Rig Weather & Hazards | Rig Setting Page | Game Mechanics


SCENARIO #1 - MOVE-IN DAY!

After the bewildering and unpleasant onboarding process, you've finally been unleashed on the rig. (Well. To places you're allowed to go on the rig.) It's time to get acquainted with your new surroundings, process some of All Of That™, and meet your fellow captives - err, coworkers!

a) A BIT OF A MESS
Perhaps you're hungry? The mess hall food isn't amazing, but it does the job. Characters that have higher metabolic needs than your average human might be left feeling a little hungry, though. The worst part is actually the electronic sliding door: a small sign helpfully informs you that if you want inside, you need to smile for the camera! In addition to being patronizing, this may be a problem for characters who refuse to play ball, or characters with sufficiently nonhuman faces the door sensor can't read them. Remember, if then company doesn't see people like you, it's not discriminatory -- it's just indifferent! And that isn't legally actionable!

b) GOING NOWHERE FAST
The rig's elevators are a little off-kilter today. Overhead announcements mention this, but downplay the severity and are easy to miss -- which means you and your threadmate are stuck in here, somewhere between the fifth and sixth floor. You can complain into the emergency intercomm, but it might take from a few minutes up to an hour before the elevator gets rolling again. How do you pass the time?

c) SHOULD'VE TAKEN THAT LEFT TURN
You're really just trying to get somewhere else on the rig, but you've gotten hopelessly lost. Oh well, at least you're not alone! Did you run into your threadmate here? Did you lead them astray? Are they at fault? Even worse, are you somewhere full of AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY signs, mysterious equipment, and a worrying number of security cameras?

d) NEED A HAND?
You've been assigned a room and some relatively spare possessions to put in it. Unfortunately, it seems that the staff assigned to help move in new hires are all busy at the moment. Unless you want to wait around, you're going to need to lug and assemble your new assigned foldable den furniture yourself. Do you team up with another newbie? Do you try it alone and find yourself needing help? Do you come to the rescue of someone else who did that?

e) SPECIAL DELIVERY
Somebody in processing decided to give you two a quick little errand: you're supposed to take a couple boxes of files up to the executive deck. Unfortunately, a skeptical security staffer is giving you a hard time on your way there, on account of your funny-looking face, insufficient ID or sketchy-looking package. How do you deal with this and accomplish your task?

f) BLOW OFF STEAM
You're likely still a bit sore from Jorgmund fitting you with the nanochain, but you were promised a gym and you are going to use that gym, dammit. It looks like you're not alone in deciding to try out the training area. Do you train together? Spar to let some frustration out? Or are you gonna argue about whose turn it is on which piece of equipment and resent your lost solitude? You'll also find you have to contend with the communal showers when you're done.

g) NO REST FOR THE WEARY
It's the middle of the night on the rig. You're displaced from home, it's not very warm, your door doesn't shut because privacy is a "privilege" nobody has earned yet, and occasional mysterious clanging noises ring through the rig. You can't sleep, not yet, and perhaps you're not the only insomniac wandering the crew deck?


SCENARIO #2 - YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO PANIC

Around dawn on the morning of Day Two, something goes wrong. (Wrong-er?) You awake to the sound of alarms, and a voice over the speakers telling you NOT TO PANIC! A Stuff storm has caused a brief and contained leak onto Piper 90. You may encounter strange sights or sounds. Any anomalies should be reported immediately to rig security. Thank you for your cooperation!

The nature of the problem isn't immediately clear, but over the next handful of hours you find yourself embroiled in a bizarre fracas: a Stuff leak has caused numerous inanimate objects on the rig to come to life. Furniture and appliances small and large are roaming the decks. Some of them are docile, but others are aggressive (or just troublesome due to their size). Some examples:
  • A rogue photocopier spewing paper and ink
  • A mahogany conference table with old clawed feet and a brand new gaping jaw
  • A water cooler that scuttles the halls, squirting people with jets in varying temperatures
  • Small office supplies like pencils and paperclips that swarm in large numbers
  • Dressers and drawers that spit their contents at high velocity
  • A room's worth of folding chairs that hunt as a pack
  • An emergency fire hose that attempts to ensnare crew members in its coils
  • The angriest coffee pot you have ever seen
The objects can be dangerous, but are more strange, troublesome, and determined than deadly. If a foe seems to be incapacitated or "plays dead," even the aggressive conference table or hose will leave them with bruises and move on. Crew members who get in over their heads will be bailed out by security personnel as the incident dies down. Jorgmund staff stresses that the leak has been contained (so no new anomalies will appear), but after the initial surprise it's everyone's job to help hunt down and dispose of the Stuff-altered... stuff. It's gonna be a long morning, and you haven't even been properly briefed yet!

h) GOOD MORNING, PIPER 90
Rise and shine! There are alarms going off, announcements blaring, and people are scrambling around trying to figure out what's going on. You're one of them. Freak out? Spring into action? Team up with someone to shake down a staffer for more details? Run into someone new, perhaps literally?

i) INTERIOR WRECKORATING
You've been ambushed by an animate object that seems to have it in for you, or you've heard the shouts of someone who has and come running to help. What's ruining your morning now, and what are you going to do about it?

j) ON THE RUN
The folding chairs from Presentation Room B operate as a unit, harrying their prey through the halls with much scrambling of legs and flapping of seats. They're after you, at the moment. Can you escape, or perhaps lead them into a trap? Or do you stand your ground?

k) HERE'S THE PLAN
You and your threadmate have found somewhere secure (for now) and are deciding how to deal with a larger enemy. Are you hunting it, or is it hunting you? Are you planning to take it out of commission, or just how to get away from it? Or are you just gonna hide here and lay low until this is over?

l) PROP HUNT
Things are getting back under control, thankfully. Large disturbances have been disposed of, but that leaves the little things like elusive chains of paperclips, a small but vicious stapler, pens and markers that write rude words on walls, and utensils from the mess hall. These anomalies are stealthier, but must still be dealt with, and it's up to you to flush them out.

m) CLEAN UP IN AISLE EVERYTHING
The chaos has passed, and now you've been instructed to clean up a mess. Ink or loose paper from the copier, coffee from the rampaging pot, mopping up after a water cooler, scrubbing marker off a wall, etc. You might get roped into contending with the Yuck Puddle, which is a permanent fixture and not a new development, but someone's always contending with the Yuck Puddle.


OOC DETAILS

Feel free to play around with powers. If your character has powers from canon you want to play around with, go for it. If you'd like to test out possibilities for game powers, also go for it. Feel free to change it up from thread to thread if you need to. This can be handwaved as exposure to Stuff making characters' powers shift a few times before settling.

Potential players may use test drive threads as their log samples. However, at least one post in their thread must fit the requirements for apps, both in length (200 words) and in quality. If you do plan on using a thread as a sample, please make sure the writing throughout your threads is a good example of your writing skills and has some solid examples of the character's voice.

Players can eventually count TDMs towards AC. They can only count towards comment-based AC proofs.

Potential players can opt to keep these threads as game canon when they app in, or start over fresh, based on preference. The Stuff bringing them to the game universe can fog their memories, if players don't want their character to remember TDM threads when introing into the game.

The game is invite-only. Players without invites are allowed to tdm since some of them may know someone in game to ask for one, and since some people enjoy TDMs just for fun in games they don't plan to app into. But an invite is required during the apping process.

The game is at a starting cap at 30 players. Right now the current number of invitees is likely to not exceed the game's 30 slots, but if we go a few over they will still be allowed to app during this first round. Future apps will be rolling apps and will have a wait queue if the cap has been exceeded.

The first game round will be apps only, no reserves. Apps open: Sat 4/11/20. Game start: Fri 4/17/20.


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[personal profile] garmr 2020-04-08 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Challenging fate, huh?"

A tired, knowing grin crosses his face. Guts of all people can appreciate the difficulty of that task in particular. Can't say he really relates to the idea of going back 'home' though, considering he's always wandered around from place to place. Must be nice. Even if it had loud, shitty cars.

"Well, you'd better not give up on it. Sounds like you have a lot of work to do to get back."
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[personal profile] kingofneworleans 2020-04-08 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The way he tilts his head agrees with Saturday, even if he doesn't say it out loud. He'd never call himself a hero, but he's certainly been in the business long enough by now.

He finishes his food as well, though not with much interest. The food's kinda terrible. "I ever served dis back when I did short order, I'da been outta a job."
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[personal profile] becauseimacoward 2020-04-08 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Some people say apologizing is manly, you know. Give it a try.

[Not that Dojima apologizes real often]
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"...we were so close." Saturday just looks tired. "The place this place took me from... we'd found them, the queen and the consort. We knew where they were and they didn't know where we were and we were planning the last act. And then this happened."

She sighs.

"I hope they went ahead and got out anyway. They can make do without me for at least one fight, we got allies. And this chance might not come again."

She says this in the manner of one who is unfortunately certain that her crew did no such thing. One for all, all for one, and the rest.

"What's your story?"
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[personal profile] becauseimacoward 2020-04-08 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
If you were to do it you'd have done it long ago.

[With a groan of discontent, Dojima puts his face right in front of the scanner and tries to give a convincing hsmile. It takes a bit of effort -- the first try is a bust, the second one is...passable but at least the door opens]

There has to be a way to bypass this nonsense. A photo, or making the doors not close well.
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"This is actually better than the last few I've had here. That or I'm getting Stockholm Syndrome." Saturday stands up, pushing away from the table. "All right. I'm gonna see if they'll give seconds. They got this weird thing where like, they'll only give you so much in one go, but if you wait an hour and come back you can have the same amount again? It's damn stupid. Wish me luck."
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[personal profile] kingofneworleans 2020-04-08 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Remy considered that for a moment as he chewed and shrugged. "Suppose I can't say much 'gainst dat. It'll keep us goin', an' dat's pro'ly in e'erybody's best interest."

There were certainly certain X-Men who had no idea how to cook. After all, Xavier often employed people to do that. It didn't mean that some of them hadn't TRIED.
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Saturday shrugs. "Could be she didn't see a way out before then. You said the Horde didn't let people leave, right?"

With any other person, Saturday would have reached a hand across the table, expressed comfort of some kind. But Catra doesn't seem the type. So Saturday just takes a few more bites, thinking, and the nods to herself.

"Reminds me a little of me and my brother. I was the good kid, he was the bad one - except Pops actually really did love both of us, Sol's just a friggin' dumbass."
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[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"They didn't." Rather, they told them lies so they wouldn't want to, but it was all the same to her.

"...Well, she was the good one. Went off to be the big hero. I stayed and ruined everything." Catra looks miserably unhappy at that comment. Adora had been right, of course. Catra had been too hrut and angry to see it then.
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[personal profile] kingofneworleans 2020-04-08 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Remy watches her. "Good trick to know. 'Cause I can definitely see dat I'm gonna have issues here." He had a stupidly high metabolism. The ability to get some more food would be a good thing.
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"How so?" Saturday finishes off her coffee. "Seems t'me like you were both in the kind of situation where people aren't at their best, or makin' their best choices. Sol just thought Pops was the kind of person it sounds like Shadow Weaver actually was, and that was hard enough going."
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Alas, Saturday's luck is just as good as it was the last five times she tried this. She charms, she cajoles, she flatters, she sweet-talks. Remy isn't even in the blast radius and he probably feels persuaded; she has fifteen social dice and she's using every one of them.

It is to no avail.

Defeated, Saturday returns with nothing more than a cup of mostly sugar and milk with some coffee added.

"Fie," she mutters, as she sits and sips it.
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[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Catra groans and lowers her head to the table. WHy is she doing this? Why is she telling anyone about what happened? Maybe because Saturday has no idea about any of it. There's no preconceived notion of things, just... Catra telling her story.

"I decided I was going to be better than her. I help run the war effort. I was a Force Captain, then second-in-command for a while. I hurt people. I lied. I betrayed people who were my friends," Catra says, listing off her myriad transgressions.

"...I pushed away the one person who still cared about me because I didn't want to get hurt again. And she went and joined Adora."
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[personal profile] stickypete 2020-04-08 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I am dying to know what kind of animal, vegetable or mineral would be called Tippy Toe, but I'm going to focus on the squirrel thing first.

[Peter stands up now. On the ceiling. Like it's perfectly reasonable to have a conversation upside down. Which says it all, really, as to who he is. The Spider-Man of her universe doesn't spend a lot of time right side up either. He's perfectly comfortable upside down. If he had his webs, he'd probably be dangling from a line.]

So. [A pause.] You have a squirrel thing. [He nods like 'Interesting, Interesting.' She does have a tail.]

Radioactive squirrel bite?

[If he focuses on the squirrel thing, he can deflect from the Spider-Man thing.]
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite Saturday's best efforts, there is a slightly smile hovering around the edges of her mouth by the end.

"I wish Sol was here. You and he would have a lot to talk about, I think."

She also doesn't seem that put out by the list of bad behavior. "Do you regret it?"
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[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes." The word spills out of her before she has time to think about it.

"I did all of this stuff because I wanted to hurt her, but it just... It wasn't just her that got hurt. And..." God. What does she say? How does she say it?

"I think I still care about her. A lot. But everytime I see her I just feel so angry!"
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have you tried telling her that? Like in those words. 'I regret what happened, but I'm still really angry, and I don't want to be enemies, but I don't know if we can be friends again."

Saturday has gotten a lot of mileage out of clear, calm communication lately. No one ever expects it.

"I mean, it sounds like you got a right to be mad. A lot of bad shit happened, and you're processing."
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[personal profile] garmr 2020-04-08 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[On his six? What's that supposed to mean?

Guts only catches the warning when he hears a clang behind him, circling towards his blind eye. He listens to judge the incoming attack, and ducks in time to avoid a flurry of two or three leaping at his head.
]

Whose idea was it to let the chairs get clever?

[Is he bullying one unfortunate straggler that he managed to snatch under his heel? Why yes, yes he is. He's going to really grind it in there before kicking the twisted thing into the middle of the rest.]
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[personal profile] garmr 2020-04-08 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Guts isn't one to offer false words of hope, especially when he's an outsider looking in, but he can least offer a sympathetic ear. It sounded like they were in some pretty dire straits, but there's nothing she can really do about it now. All they can do is keep moving forward.

When the question turns toward him, Guts remains silent for a little while longer. He never really opened up about his past even to his traveling companions, so he's at a loss for what to say.

"I was only taught to use the sword, so killing enemies is all I'm really good at..."

He looks up a little higher, at the sliver of night sky he could glimpse through the window.

"The one I want to protect with it keeps getting hurt when they're near me. It's probably for the better that I stay here for a little while."

Yeah. That sounds good.
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[personal profile] kingofneworleans 2020-04-08 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Remy watches her and shakes his head. "Well. Dat's gonna put a crimp in my...e'erythin'." If he didn't have to use his powers, he could maybe manage a bit better. But it would depend on what they needed to do.
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[personal profile] somnioergosum 2020-04-08 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronan's eyes went blank for a moment.

"A werewolf?" Yeah, he wasn't buying it. Not yet. It was too likely to be a joke.

Of course, he had to allow for the possibility. Most people wouldn't believe someone like him could exist. And hell, if he thought about it, it probably was possible for him to make a werewolf. There were no limits in dreams, were there?

He focused on Stacia. "You know I've gotta ask if you have proof. Or do I have to wait for the full moon?"

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[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Something must be controlling them. Tried a tracking spell, but it didn't lead nowhere.

[John says it calmly and coolly, until the pang right between his eyes that screams for nicotine. Christ, but this might be the end of him. He puts his head to cool metal and continues to watch the fracas below.]
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[personal profile] tarnishedavenger 2020-04-08 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head apologetically, placing his hands back on the bar as she settles it back in. "Sorry. Earth. We've made contact with a few other planets, but never anyone from Etheria." He pauses, about to ask what it was like, but. First things first. He gestures at the weights. "Did you want to add more or just leave this as is for your next go around?"

They could talk while she exercised, but no sense in letting too much time pass between reps.
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[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jorgmundr internal R&D have spent years refining our delicious recipes and generous portion sizes to provide more than adequate nutrition to our valued essential workers," Saturday mimics nasally, and then looks glum again. "Goddammit."
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[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"No." Catra admits. "I didn't think about it before. I just wanted to hurt her. To make her feel weak. And helpless." She stares at the table.

"It was how I felt."