test drive meme

[airlockedmods]

Since we know a lot of people are ready and eager to start playing around in this setting, welcome to the official Airlocked Test Drive! For this test drive, we do have a posting format:

In the header of your comment, put your Character's Name and their Champion title. You don't have to put in the canon if you don't want, but you can if you feel the need.

And the guidelines we ask you to follow are, please try to include at least one prompt in your top-level to reply to, and if you make a top-level try to tag out to at least one other person. We want everyone to get a chance to give their choices a fair shake, after all.

Here are some examples to get you started:

A - Arrival
You wake up in a bed that's not your own, in a shiny chrome room that has bright fluorescent lights that light up along the floor as soon as your feet hit it and glowing sconces on the walls. Whether it's much different from what you're used to or not different at all, it's time to figure out where you are and more importantly, whether you're alone.

B - Mealtime
Well sweet, at least there's a cafeteria! But wait, it seems like there's only hot food during certain times of day. The rest of the time if you go foraging in the kitchen you can find weird silver packages with the name of food on the side that...definitely don't seem big enough to hold the food in question. If you open it up, it seems oddly dry...

C - Zero G
A zero gravity room! Awesome! The walls and floor are textured to give you something to hang onto to crawl across back to the control panel, but if you're floating in the middle of the room you might need someone to give you a push.

D - Holo Deck
A room where all your dreams come true. Kind of. In a photorealistic display of light and sound.

E - Anything else!
Or Create your own!

This is not an official reserve, nor does it guarantee a slot in the game, but if you do choose to app a character that you test drove, you can use two minimum 20-comment threads or one minimum 40-comment thread (so at least 20 total comments from your character) in place of writing a sample. So have fun with it!

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Humanity's refusal to accept it's as obsessed with sex and violence as it is with its stupid love stories.

[Ohhh, someone's bitter. If nothing else, we can state that Junpei Tenmyouji is definitely twenty-two.

He waves a hand dismissively as the door to the space casino hisses open. Because it's a space door. On a space station.]

But everything I said about the ratings is speculation, anyway. We've got more concrete fish to fry. Let's see what we've got here.

[brokencode]

I agree. [Surprising, considering the way her father described outsiders. She supposed that it helped that none of them really knew who or what she was.]

[nojohnyouare]

I don't know what to make of that.

[thetempestsync]

[ SOMEONE and it sure isn't going to be Sync (probably). ]

Right.

[ ... ]

No one did that to you while we were here, right?

[buddyoldpal]

Not a fan of romance, eh? Those kindsa stories always go up in flames anyway. If ratings're their game, people eat that shit up.

[ Who's got time for romance when you're in a crime game, tbh. Nishitani waltzes through the space door to the space casino and casts a quick look around. The smell of blood is obvious enough, the dead body is not exactly hard to find, splayed out over a poker table. His neck and most of the front of his shirt is covered in blood. Wonder what did it? ]

Welp, this sucker's real fucking dead alright.

[ How incredibly helpful. ]

[protectandselfserve]

Well, it would make you the star of any spelling bee.

So what's the story behind this place, anyway?

[protectandselfserve]

Indeed it does! Especially with these fancy new watches we have here.

[He holds his arm out, showing his off.]

They're not exactly the most flattering to us, are they...

[want_a_vacation]

[Scheming people have been most of his life...not that he's willing to admit to anything in his childhood.]

And with the limited suspect pool, they'd have to hope we blame it on someone else. If nothing else, we can at least assume nobody's likely to try unless they get desperate.

[protectandselfserve]

...well, that's new! My, technology certainly is amazing. The last time I checked up on that sort of thing, the people making robots that looked like people were lost in the depths of the uncanny valley.

[protectandselfserve]

...The title's a little unflattering!

[nojohnyouare]

Mine as well. Maybe everyone's is like that.

[protectandselfserve]

Well, if you actually killed anyone, you'd definitely be hit with manslaughter. But I feel like just cutting in self-defense would get you in much less trouble.

[protectandselfserve]

I suppose! ...but that's a fairly big if. I don't suppose they'll just provide it if we ask for it, will they...

[beersensei]

Who would we ask? Don't know about you but my room was definitely missing anything to ring for service.

[protectandselfserve]

It's so amazingly passive aggressive, isn't it? You're the champion of something not very nice!

[nojohnyouare]

Hm.

The meeting they're holding. We should go, right?

[perfectmoebullseye]

Basically, yes. Take what I'm going to say with a grain of salt, but I have to say that my primary interest here is not dying, so I'd really rather deal with this by offering advice on the dates.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Thanks for the diagnosis, Doc. Were you a coroner in a previous life?

[Junpei wrinkles his nose a little and takes care not to step in any blood congealed on the floor, but he doesn't flinch from approaching the body. It's just that he's only got the one pair of shoes, you know?]

The way the blood's splattered suggests a slit throat... [But obviously, no detective worth his salt would rely on that without checking for actual wounds on the body. Junpei starts to reach towards the corpse's chin for a better look, but realizes what he's doing and thinks better of it. Instead, he glances back at Nishitani.]

You see some cloth anywhere? [He waggles his fingers.] Can't leave prints on a crime scene. Totally bad form.

C

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei watches this sad scene from the doorway for a while before he finally speaks up.]

If you're trying to get out of Nevada or wherever, you could just, like. Leave.

[He points his thumb back at the hall behind him.]

You're not actually stuck with it.

[perfectmoebullseye]

It is what it is.

[she felt personally attacked watching star wars.]

...Really, though, you do seem like you've been having some difficulty. Are you injured?

...

Moreover, do you have any injuries you don't actually remember acquiring?

B

[misanthropicprinciple]

You get used to it.

[Says Junpei, shoveling down rehydrated noodles like the lifeless college dropout he is.]

[myocordial]

You've done nothing of the sort. It was my own choice to stop for you.

But I'm glad you're alright. Still... [He did note that she leaned back, so he's careful as he reaches a hand out to her. An offer to help her up, one she's free to reject if she pleases.] I can't imagine the floor is very comfortable.

2

[misanthropicprinciple]

[While Junpei hasn't exactly come off as the friendliest fellow captive so far, he can't help but chuckle a little at how quickly Angel's putting away that meat.]

It's dead already. Not like it'll run away if you slow down a little.

A

[misanthropicprinciple]

Uh.

[Wh...?]

No? ...Not yet. [Junpei is suddenly aware that this is the most pressing question.] Shit. Where have you checked?

B

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei pauses, halfway through a package of ramen he didn't even bother to rehydrate because he hates himself, looks at Choromatsu, stares for a moment, then shrugs.]

Whatever. Yolo.

[Crunch.]