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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.


heterochrocatic: (006 » Make your mama sad type)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Catra is only half-paying attention herself. Having wolfed down a couple bits, she's hunting along for even more because it actually tastes better than flavored fiber. She takes a meat-filled bun of some type for her next taste test, then an apple.

"Is it? That's cool."
tarnishedavenger: (Default)

[personal profile] tarnishedavenger 2020-04-08 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pleasure's mine, trust me." Well, Armstrong's not the kind to go for a crushing grip anyway. "My organization has different methods, but... Basically, yes. I'll either make a complaint or talk to the doctors later. If I'm not 100% something else might be wrong."

Or the Cyberline could finally be wearing off, but so much in such a short time? He refused to believe it.

He stands back, hands on his hips, and scowls. Then shakes his head. Nothing to be done about it now. Worry later. After a moment, he just shakes his head again and moves his attention to Dojima. "How are you holding up?"
heterochrocatic: (024 » To piss off the dumb few that forg)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Trust? They have some nerve asking us for trust," Catra says, scowling. "We're yanked here, they give us these... clothes." Her jumpsuit is baggy, ill-fitting, and self-modified to accommodate her tail. Catra is very unhappy with the whole thing.

"Ugh. At least the food here is alright."
princesspower: (catra trolling again)

[personal profile] princesspower 2020-04-08 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're all open!" Adora yells in reply, feeling frustrated and none too charitable about Mac's nose. Maybe if things hadn't continued to escalate she'd be more willing to apologize. Right now she's still running on adrenaline.

"That doesn't mean you just try to come in and wake someone up!"
wheyoftheadept: (Default)

[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Saturday nods thoughtfully at that.

"Sorry to hear it." It doesn't sound like an invitation to further questions, so she lets it lie. "I've been training since I was a kid, too. Four years old, give or take - foundling, you know." Somehow she feels he might. "Pops taking me in saved my life."
garmr: (pic#12988818)

[personal profile] garmr 2020-04-08 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Spell? Now that really catches his attention. John gets a glance up from him.]

Are you supposed to be some kind of witch?

[Guts doesn't know an ounce of magic, but he can sure follow instructions from someone who does. It'd probably go better than his initial plan to bash however many dozens of chairs to death.]
partiallysquirrelblood: (Chatting)

[personal profile] partiallysquirrelblood 2020-04-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Among a bunch of other possible accidental superhero origins? [A radioactive tree, an experimental nut serum, exposure to cosmic rays in a forest...] And I wasn't the one bit. My mom was when she was pregnant.

[And that pregnancy had probably been the most eventful nine months of Maureen Green's life.]

Tippy Toe is a squirrel, and she's my partner in crime-fighting. Communicating with squirrels is part of the whole squirrel-powers package.
strewth: campbell; a green and pleasant land. (barman with crisps)

[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Extremely. [John says, and then- wherever this girl is from, they haven't any cats or dogs, that's clear. He's not willing to go the whole so do you know you're a werecat route, because that seems like a ton of effort, but why not-] What's Catra mean, then?
wheyoftheadept: (Default)

[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Now Saturday reaches over, not touching Catra, but her hand is out in a comforting fashion should it be needed or desired

"Like I said. Sounds like you were both in a shitty situation where no one could be their best self. It's okay to be disappointed and regretful about what you did, but don't beat yourself up for what you felt. No one can control that."
heterochrocatic: (017 » Even if you know that you don't)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[ Catra frowns in between bites of food. ]

Never asked. It was the name Shadow Weaver gave me.
strewth: bergara; scrubbing up. (they're turning it into flats.)

[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[John considers this. Shadow Weaver is such an obvious Clan Leader name, he could spit.]

Names can be dead powerful. Ought to give it a think.
heterochrocatic: (072 » Hoping for phone calls)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Catra looks at the offered hand and feels a wave of revulsion. Not for Saturday, but for herself. Does she deserve to be offered that kind of help? That kind of support? She was too soft to be the a villain, too messed up to be the hero... She curls in against herself, drawing her arms in.

"Whatever." She doesn't know what else to say. She grips the table, claws starting to dig. "It's not like it matters."
heterochrocatic: (005 » I'm that bad type)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Catra continues in happy obliviousness. ]

Yeah, I guess? No one else ever seems to care about it.
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[personal profile] kingofneworleans 2020-04-08 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure. Dat works great. If'n all you got is de regular pencilneck office jerks." Which was...a lot of the Jorgmundr workers, really. The ones that they had already dealt with. "But dat ain't gonna hold real well for dose of us whose bodies are a bit more...highly tuned."
valkywhee: (15 - 05)

[personal profile] valkywhee 2020-04-08 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Standing face to...chest, it becomes clear Cain has about 40 centimeters on her, but being taller than Nora conveys no bragging rights, and she takes it in stride.]

Keep up!

[Maintaining her grip on his hand, she drags Cain in her wake as she throws what little subtlety she'd been exercising to the winds and simply charges straight into the attacking chairs as she makes for the nearest exit. Event seating bounces off her in a highly improbable bow wave, the strikes painful enough to annoy her even though her Aura shrugs off the incidental injury they'd be able to cause.]

This is so stupid.
strewth: bergara; scrubbing up. (leant up in the corner)

[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh. Give us a call when you figure it out.

[John finishes the coffee / soup and tosses the cup / bowl into a nearby bin.]

Or if you've any more questions on how food works.
wheyoftheadept: (Default)

[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it. You got any idea how many calories punching through brick walls burns? I've been eating like six times a day." She slumps over, nursing her coffee. "Assholes."

She does look a little underfed, come to think of it. Not severely, but her jawline probably isn't supposed to be that sharp, and there are growing hollows under her eyes that her mobile face and smiling mouth almost completely distracts from. But not quite.
wheyoftheadept: (Default)

[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"What makes you say that?" Saturday raises an eyebrow, keeping her hand out.
partiallysquirrelblood: (Determined)

Re: i.

[personal profile] partiallysquirrelblood 2020-04-08 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's actually a really good idea. Hang on, I got it."

Before the table can turn for another attack, Doreen grabs the back of it. She digs in with her claws to make sure it can't go anywhere but where she wants it. And where she wants it is aimed straight at the doorway.

"Dude, you might wanna move out of the way c As soon as Constantine dies so, she charges, ramming the table straight down the wood chipper.
valkywhee: (15 - 06)

[personal profile] valkywhee 2020-04-08 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
'With my mouth' is the kind of dumb joke Nora both likes and is likely to make herself. She snickers along with Saint, but when Gepetto starts his explanation her eyes go glassy about halfway through. She would have accepted 'built that way,' little guy, but at least she picked up the 'started fleshy' part.

"So you're not really a robot, you're just a human with a lot of artificial parts." Nora stumbles over and immediately fails to care about the ship of Theseus question, merely nodding and starting into her own meal, something that bears at least a superficial resemblance to a hamburger.

"Oh wha--" Nora stops long enough to swallow, "--are you?" she asks Gepetto. "Did you lose the body lottery? ...The floating is cool!" she tacks on quickly. Maybe noticing he's just a hovering star-thing is rude.
strewth: bergara; scrubbing up. (spanish guitar)

[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
John is happy to stand back and let someone else do all the work. Of course, the metal bits grind in the chipper, but that seems to send a message to the some of the chairs. John waves his hands as menacingly as a nicotine addicted scarecrow in an ill-fitting jumper can. "That's right! That's what happens! Sod off, you-"

John continues to say things that would definitely get censored in a Marvel comic.
heterochrocatic: (014 » You said she's scared of me?)

[personal profile] heterochrocatic 2020-04-08 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because it's done," Catra says sharply. "And I just. Proved Shadow Weaver right."
strewth: bergara; scrubbing up. (crocodile-toothed kisses.)

[personal profile] strewth 2020-04-08 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Prefer the term magus, if we're to be getting technical, ta.

[John looks down, swinging long legs before him.] Tried spells of control and animation, didn't kick. Something's screwed this dimension, need to redraw my wards.

[Because it couldn't possibly be John.]
wheyoftheadept: (Default)

[personal profile] wheyoftheadept 2020-04-08 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"So? You should care what someone like that thinks you are? You should let her decide who you're gonna be?"
valkywhee: (15 - 04)

[personal profile] valkywhee 2020-04-08 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Nora giggles herself, because she likes corny humor and that was witty.

By her standards.

Which are low.

"No harm done, I hope?" She looks Robbie up and down for signs of furniture-inflicted trauma, which would be a remarkably generous impulse if she weren't entirely unharmed.