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

[brokencode]

That's just the way of things though. [The siren was quick to shrug. She'd seen the way others had reacted. For a lot of people. a friendly face was practically unheard of.]

Much as I hope we aren't here much longer, I also hope we all find a way to get used to the kindness of others.

[Her hopes were two-fold, of course. If everyone learned to be kind, there would be no need to fear the looming threat of murder.]

[everylittlesecret]

What about maiming and severing something? As long as they don't bleed to death, would that be covered?

[You're clearly a real good lawyer to ask these things to.]

[spacehans]

Oh, yeah? You got experience going out with dudes who hate your guts?

[ That's a pretty unique skillset, huh. ]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani chuckles. He's seen his fair share of dead bodies but he's... usually the one doing the killing, admittedly. He doesn't mind stepping in the blood at all though, when you're a guy like him, you just buy new shoes.

He steps up behind Junpei and shrugs. ]

Who gives a shit about prints? Not like anyone's gonna call the police-- ain't nobody here to pull up your record, kiddo.

[ Sure, that'd be useful in a crew of 20 or so people, but it's just not gonna happen. ]

I'll touch the stiff, if you don't wanna. You lookin' to see what kinda weapon our pal the culprit used, right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Ahah. That's familiar: Having himself corrected by strangely knowledgeable young women. He waves a fork idly.]

And here I thought most astronaut food was sterile. On account of the travel prep and freeze-drying and all.

[Junpei cuts another piece of meat, in no great hurry himself.]

You a space nut, then? Know a lot about it?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah, absolutely. I'd rather swallow a bomb.

[That's... Okay, Junpei, you choose your weirdly specific method of execution, I guess. He sighs loudly and tries to settle, glancing at the other member of this search party.]

What's your poison? Lights, darks?

If you've got an idea for this murder, I can roll with it, or we can both just make stuff up!

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He releases a short sigh.]

I'm not worried about my record. If anyone checks out the corpse after we do and dusts for prints--well, whatever. [Dismissive wave.] Just vouch for me, okay? It's annoying when people suspect the detective.

[He's thought of a couple ways to dust, personally... but if no one else has, maybe he'll keep his idea about the pool cue chalk and Scotch tape to himself. Anyway, as if to prove he's not scared to touch a body, Junpei does just that, gently tipping the dead man's chin up so he can get a good look at the damage.]

Well, we got rigor mortis, so he's definitely been dead for a few hours, at least. Poor asshole.

[He examines the wound to see how deep it is, how clean--or not--the edges of the gash might be, if it could be a blade or wire or something entirely different. Human teeth? CAN'T PUT IT PAST PEOPLE.]

I'm sorry. That just happened.

[goteachother]

[And she wishes she had her legilimency for the thousandth time so she could give the poor girl some measure of peace.]

Well it sounds like yer always up ta somethin so maybe you just need to wear yerself out, hmm?

[She had an idea and it was silly but maybe they all needed a little silliness right now. So she stands from where she'd been perched and steps over to Nari, grinning and mischievous.]

Yer. [A tap to her shoulder and a wink.] It.

[And she immediately dances a few steps away, tilting her head in a little challenge and to see if she's just going to be laughed at or if Nari is game for this ridiculousness]

[angrybori]

[The "alien" is staring back, ear twitching in confusion.]

... I'm a bori. What are you supposed to be?!

[angrybori]

[Hello, is that a talking petpet. Boris stares at it for a second...]

... What.

[He groans and shakes his head.] Alright, this is getting stupid. Where the Darigan am I?!

A

[angrybori]

[You are talking to a blue, furry armadillo thing with a broken tail. He gives you an odd look.]

... I have no idea what either of those things look like. At all.

[What is Taako even supposed to be? A Grey Faerie? No, he had never seen a male faerie in his life. That can't be it!]

nah I'm just making stuff up as we go, let's roll

[buddyoldpal]

Ya really think someone'll go through all that trouble?

[ Nishitani shrugs, waving his hand in a 'fogeddaboutit' gesture. He's also from the 80s so maybe he's just picturing a needlessly complex process. ]

Sure, I'll vouch for ya. Though I can't say ya didn't kill 'im before we met up, can I?

[ He's mostly joking. Or maybe he isn't. But the thought of Junpei being the murderer doesn't seem to bother him any. His spirits are quite high for a guy watching a kid touch a corpse. HUMAN TEETH is gonna be my new fave murder scenario, let's totally do that because whY NOT. ]

Daamn, that's one nasty-ass wound. Someone got a good fucking bite outta this guy!

D

[angrybori]

[A furry blue armadillo thing wanders in, and the first thing he sees are six identical humans sitting in the same room. At least he can tell which one is the real one, but it's still weirder than learning what exactly humans ARE.]

No kidding. Why did you want to watch five versions of yourself eat supper?

[Boris has two theories here: Either Choromatsu is a narcissist of some kind, or he needs to be checked into a mental ward as soon as they can escape this aful game.]

E

[angrybori]

[Ugh. Horrifying is right. Boris can't even imagine having a pleasant candlelit dinner with a ghost- Or worse, the charlatan who cursed his hometown without puking. Nevermind that the guy hasn't been seen since the curse was broken or anything...]

[Wait... The announcer never said the Champion couldn't make the date miserable for the enemy...]

Heh, look on the bright side. You could probably get revenge on the bastard or something.

C

[angrybori]

Oi! What do you think you're doing?!

[Cue a furry blue armadillo thing rushing through the holographic desert and trying to get Flynn away from the controls.]

Quit mashing the buttons, you're going to break the bloomin' thing!

[As a former street rat turned mad scientist's assistant, he pretty much figured out what happens when you bang your fists on high tech controls.]

[brokencode]

It might start that way, but who knows what sort of parasites are lurking about this station. [Turbo-botulism was a very real fear, okay?]

I would hardly call myself a nut. Where I come from -- [She's picked up by now that most of the station's occupants were from vastly different times.] -- it's simply the norm. My father was even prepping to live on a station.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Wow. I mean, I know a lot of people who talk about moving to the moon, but it still seems far-fetched for your everyday person.

[He spears the meat on the tines of his fork and seems to speak to it, not to her, almost idly.]

...You could say the idea is out of this world.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Ugh. You really think...?

[Junpei takes a closer look at the wound himself before leaning back and making a face.]

Gross, dude, you're totally right. Yikes. I guess someone's gotten sick of space food.

[Unfortunately for the poor dead guy, human teeth aren't built for tearing someone's throat out, so the wound's a real gory, gruesome mess, and it must've taken a couple tries to get through. Junpei continues to wince as he continues his examination, moving to get a better look at the rest of the head.]

Here, look. [Junpei points to a patch of reddened swelling on the side of the man's face.] If he'd lived, that would've shaped up into one ugly bruise, but my guess is the blow stunned him long enough for Hungry to get a real good grip and dig in. Do me a favor, unbutton his shirt?

[He's still examining the corpse's scalp.]

[protectandselfserve]

Well, somebody's got to have something to do with this. Aren't we supposed to have a meeting at some point?

[protectandselfserve]

Oh, we definitely should! When it's time, of course. I imagine we'll get some answers there, at the very least!

[protectandselfserve]

Well, that would be like pre-history, wouldn't it? ...and would you be able to tell the difference between your kind and humans?

[protectandselfserve]

Oh, I see! Well, that seems like an awfully easy way to protect the peace.

[perfectmoebullseye]

Probably, yes.

[IS ZELRETCH BEHIND THIS...]

But in any case, I mostly learned from my family, which is pretty typical for anyone who isn't going to get involved in Clock Tower. Granted, those who don't study there are usually either from one of those hideously inbred families or... well, children who didn't inherit the crest.

[perfectmoebullseye]

...

I guess it could be advantageous in some situations.

[...let's see, she'll see if she can find some instant noodles because fuck if she can cook for herself]

[perfectmoebullseye]

...hm.

[what the fuck......]

Well. I suppose that's something to look into, then.