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TEST DRIVE MEME #2
Awakening
The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set to help, or maybe the specifics of how you could help was vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.
Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, feminine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Wait-" The spike of alarm that should follow that single, distressed-sounding word is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Thank you for your cooperation!" Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, she continues on. "I hope you enjoyed your nap! We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers exactly one hour before landing. Due to potential unnatural stress levels upon awakening from stasis, I suggest a relaxing trip to the garden beforehand."
If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.
My name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Code CreditMy name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Say Aloe (Prospective Players Only)
Red lights lead the way to the gym, green will be your path to the gardens, ostignuh is- Wait, what do you mean the color ostignuh is burning your eyes? Huh. They must have over-corrected for your species. Oh, well. They’ll fix that for the next trip. For now, don’t worry about it. It probably didn’t lead to anything important anyway!
- The staff is much more attentive this time than they were with the first wave of volunteers. Poor feedback and the threat of losing their jobs if they don't improve their standing will do that! Unfortunately, it isn't just the colors that have been over-corrected. Despite how many times you tell the very helpful staff member that you're fine, they won't leave you alone. Are you sure? They can walk with you if you'd like. They can even hold your hand if you're overwhelmed! If there's anything you need, they're here for you.
Maybe if you find a buddy to walk you to your destination they might divert their attention to a different volunteer. The buddy system is pretty fool-proof, after all. - As you draw closer to the gardens, the lights in the hallway begin to dim. In fact, the only available source of illumination for a small distance is the thin green line across the floor guiding your way. Careful not to trip! There's handy railing to hold onto or maybe you accidentally grab the arm of that (hopefully) cute person nearby. It's kind of hard to tell and green isn't really a flattering color anyway.
Suddenly, you're stepping into a wide open space of twilight. Iridescent flowers dot the landscape for as far as the eye can see. They come in all different shapes, sizes, and glow softly in this simulated night-scape. Trees of shining magenta leaves and blue bark wind up to the stars. Or, at least, the viewing panels that allow the stars to be seen from inside the ship. Not to worry, it's entirely safe and beautiful!
The featured flower of this month is the Nykt Blossom. Be warned, however, that inhaling its pollen causes increased levels of oxytocin. This will cause you to feel compelled to bond socially with others. That is, you might find yourself a lot more friendly than usual! Maybe a little too friendly, even, if you're especially susceptible to its effects. - It's very easy to miss the warning signs in this dark as you step into the section of the garden that houses the more alien plant-life.
They'll fix that for the future, of course, but for now many volunteers are likely finding themselves subject to the same unfortunate circumstances. Coitendrils are in abundance here; they're a pretty touchy feely species.
It's a plant that thrives in warm conditions and grows at an incredibly fast rate to seek out these cozy spots. As it turns out, your body warmth is the highest temperature around and exactly what it's looking for.
Before you know it, long green tendrils are suddenly growing around your arms or legs in speedy spirals. They get everywhere in a matter of mere seconds. Their growth is aggressive, finding ways beneath the fabric of whatever clothes you happen to be wearing and to the skin below. The only way to reverse their growing hold is to cool yourself off and fast. Maybe someone can grab you some ice?
Orientation (Prospective Players Only)
Around an hour before landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.O.S.I.E. reassures everyone that it will go by faster than they think.
- Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hookey, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single turn and twist you try.
It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer! - Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how bad R.O.S.I.E. lied. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.
Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice introduces one of the staff currently on Zhautas, Jeneviere. He's assistant to the head scientist, Professor Quintalian, and freshly assigned overseer of new volunteers. He also looks like he absolutely doesn't want to be the one doing this seminar.
"Come now, Jenny," says a masculine voice off screen. "You promised."
"I know what I said," he snaps, glaring off camera and not seeming to care much for the fact this is a live feed nor that these new volunteers are expecting something a bit more professional.
"Then what's the problem?" the voice asks again. As it does, a tentacle wiggles into view and gives a reassuring pat on the deerman's shoulder. "I know for a fact that you like being filmed, Jenny, so really this shouldn't be so daunting-"
As he speaks, Jeneviere's cheeks suddenly burn red hot. He stands forcefully out of his chair and uses one of those hoofs to kick harshly at the source of the tentacles. There's a very undignified squawk at the attack before the video feed cuts out and a technical difficulties sign is displayed.
"... Right," the narrator from before says to break the undeniably awkward silence. "Just give us a moment, volunteers, and we'll get a pre-recorded seminar ready for you instead. In the meantime, let's open up communications with the facility and allow you to discuss with those already on the planet about what they've enjoyed most about their time on Zhautas so far?*
- Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.
It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board. - Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.
Welcome to Zhautas! (All Players)
Finally, it's time to disembark at the research facility. This time they have the right coordinates so it's as easy as stepping off the ship and to your new home away from home. Or, at least, it should have been that easy...
There's an awful lot of construction going on around here. Several beings with hard hats, power tools, and ridiculous amounts of glue are rushing about. They're shouting orders and saying "excuse me" where they remember to. Still, it can be hard to get a word in edgewise about the fact that you're new volunteers here to check-in. In addition to the construction, there's also an awful lot of important-seeming people walking throughout the facility as well that staff are far more attentive to than you.
In short, it's borderline chaos as you try to get your bearings.
- "Bad news, new volunteers," says R.O.S.I.E. in the midst of all the commotion. "We have your housing assignments but there have been some... technical difficulties in preparing the new rooms." There's actually been a lot of technical difficulties, period. Maybe you've already noticed with the lights randomly changing color or dimness, the vending machine that launched your drink at you, or R.O.S.I.E. herself glitching out periodically when responding. The problem with the rooms is that the doors won't open. Or they won't stay closed. Or that they open and close constantly and forcefully so it's a safety hazard. As if everything else going on with all the construction isn't.
"We're working on it as fast as we can, but for now, we've set up a temporary sleeping situation until its resolved." Everyone will be directed to one of the larger common rooms in the east wing of the facility while the rest of the volunteers are still awaiting their new housing as promised.
Mattresses are laid out in rows on the floor. There's plenty of blankets, pillows, and even some LED lights strung around the room to provide some nice ambience.
Additionally, there's a screen covering one of the walls for a movie to be projected on before bed. R.O.S.I.E. has chosen a thematically appropriate film that was approved by Professor Quintalian himself. Snacks are provided too! It's an old-fashioned sleepover, volunteers. Make a blanket fort, enjoy what's on for your viewing pleasure, and have - most of all - have fun. - What's a sleepover without scary stories? Flashlights have been provided and it's time to get spooky. Here's your chance to share that real thriller that you know from back home. Maybe another world has a similar tale! Either way, there's nothing like bonding over a little healthy fear. Right?
Or maybe terrifying strangers isn't your idea of a good time and you'd rather make shadow puppets instead. That's also an option! In fact, some people are trying to start a contest out of it to see who can cast the most creative shadows around. - The night staff comes around for one last security sweep. Get some sleep, they say. It's been a long day. Tomorrow might be even longer if they still can't figure out the rooms or where to put all these new volunteers for the time being.
As nice as that sounds, it's a little easier said than done. Whether it's the construction noise, the person next to you snoring, or late night existential thoughts it's difficult for sleep to find you. Maybe talking to someone might help? Or maybe you just need to go to the bathroom. Good luck crossing the swath of bodies, in the case of the latter, and who knows! You might find someone else having as much trouble sleeping as you that you can commiserate with.
Or maybe you're the one snoring. Do you happen to kick in your sleep? How unfortunate for the person assigned to the mat next to you. They might be courteous or they might tell you just how obnoxious it is. Whatever the case might actually be, you're likely in for a long first night here at the research facility.
Network/Bangr (All Players)
During all the goings-on, R.O.S.I.E. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.O.S.I.E. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.O.S.I.E. is a little glitchy. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)
bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
Wake-up sex is the best, in my opinion. Hormones are more haywire first thing in the morning; it's just scientific sense to get your bang in during wake-up time.
| ✓ | ✕ |
| YES |
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Extra Notes
- The BANGR code only works in comments, there is a separate code for entries!
If you're testing this code before posting it here please do so in a comment to an entry for accuracy! - TDM top levels are allowed for current characters and/or new characters!
However, current characters can ONLY interact with the following prompts:
WELCOME TO ZHAUTAS where new characters are on the planet AND/OR the network options available if they want the thread to be considered game canon.
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I can. And I will. Not that I need to do better, because I did just fine. I did more than fine. They love me here already.
[ The worst part is that he actually missed the teasing, and the arguing between them. The world is too quiet without Loki in it. Not that Thor would ever admit it. He'd never hear the end. And also, because he can't resist making everything into a challenge. ]
And no matter how many people I fuck, it'll still be more than you.
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[ loki drawls, not the least bit bothered by the goading. ]
I have taste. Besides, I have experience as well. This place is hardly different from Sakaar.
[ and he had made a very good impression there. ]
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[ Horrible memories are going through Thor's head at the reminder, followed by even worse imaginings. ]
You didn't actually sleep with the Grandmaster there, did you? ...God, tell me you're not going to fuck the squid man.
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Fine. I won't tell you.
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[ He's not actually, although it is tempting as a way to escape this conversation. ]
That man is just as bad as the Grandmaster, just so you know. Not that you care. But earlier this month, he had a ship seeking refuge shot out of the sky. Then he refused to send aid to the survivors for over a week.
[ Which might've struck a little close to home for Thor since, you know, he was recently on a ship with the few remaining survivors of his planet, seeking refuge, only to be destroyed for their trouble instead of saved. ]
I'd rather fight a hundred Hulks in a hundred stupid contests than fuck a man like that once, either of them. That isn't discerning taste, brother. That's the opposite.
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It does not matter how good or bad a person is. All that matters is that they are malleable. I would have never gotten the codes if I wasn't proficient in my skill set. You have your abilities — [ which will always be better than loki. stronger, nicer, the one people will chose over him, never chosen, never worth the chance ] — and I have mine.
[ the trickster, the one who has no problem sullying his hands. getting dirty. a silver tongue. incapable of sincerity.
( am i? )
loki merely tilts his head at thor instead. ]
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We are what we are, and who we are, but it's not a bad thing to want to be better than we are. Thor isn't magically good at know what decision is the right one to make. He's selfish, he hurts people, he fails. He's not any better than Loki, except in that he tries to be. Loki seems resigned to take the easier downhill path than the uphill climb, and that would be fine, if only it weren't just himself that suffers for it. Having family is such a bitch. ]
All I'm asking is that you have some care in where you make your bed while we're on this planet.
[ Dogs, fleas, etc. Thanos, for instance. Maybe not the greatest idea to ally with him. ...Of course, defying him turned out worse, but... Well, it's a long and sordid road of bad decisions there all around. ]
You're not alone here, and we aren't divided. If you need access codes from that awful man, we can find a way to get them together. One that doesn't involve caressing tentacles.
i died at that tag
[ loki can't help but fire that back. there's something thor isn't telling and it sets off every alarm bell in loki's mind. he's a paranoid creature at heart and doubts are thoughts he entertains regularly. it's not in him to trust feelings, not even thor's.
( or maybe he desperately needs to hear thor prove him wrong. thor was his big brother, despite everything. the sky could be green and loki would doubt every word except thor's. only thor's. )
it feels shy of pathetic, to move from chasing the all-father's approval, to thor's, the last dangling chain. maybe it was foolish to believe he can be more. maybe thor has realized how foolish it is. ]
There's something you're not telling me. You were angry with me. Why?
roxanne will be stuck in my head all day now, i did this to myself
What? I wasn't angry.
[ Lies fix lies, right? Isn't that how that works?
And what was Thor just thinking, about trying his best, and making mistakes? ...He should distract Loki somehow here. Nothing's coming to mind. Damn it, maybe he'll just let it slide if Thor doesn't make eye contact. ...No, probably not. Thor inhales deep and runs with the first thought to come to his head on the next exhale, as he does. ]
Alright, I was a little angry about the whole Tesseract thing, but it's on Earth now, back in SHIELD's protection. What's done is done, and all is forgiven.
[ He slaps a hand on Loki's back for emphasis, ending in a squeeze of his shoulder that Thor's slow to release. God, lying is hard. Like, how do you even keep track of it all? This is going to be a long few weeks, trying to keep this up for however long they're stuck here. ]
So let's put all those past betrayals behind us, and focus on the here and now, and working together again. Right?
you don't have to sell your body to the niiiiight
( — or doom them all, like he's always done, like he'll continue to do because nothing loki touches lasts or is safe from his poison )
but there's no time for that. loki forces himself to listen to the rest of thor's words, his brow furrowed. all is forgiven? that seems like an uncharacteristic thing to say. ]
I — Really.
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Yes, brother. Really. We're both here to save Earth. And Asgard.
[ Asgard. Shit, right. That was belated. He presses on. ]
...By having wild, ridiculous amounts of sex while scientists watch. We'll save the multiverse by fucking around here, and whatever differences we have still between us can be resolved once we've returned to Earth again. Together, as you promised.
[ He looks long at Loki again at that, questioning, seeing if Loki's resolved now that he thinks the cube is on Earth, with SHIELD, and the Avengers, and all of Loki's favorite organizations and peoples who in this universe of lies now also likely believe Loki was going to use the stone to try conquering New York again.
This string of lies is the actual worst, and if it weren't even worse than that to tell Loki the truth, Thor would give it all up in an instant. Why does his own universe have to suck so much? ]
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. . . All right. If you believe that, then I will too.
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I do.
[ Rather than thank Loki twice in the same conversation and risk universes exploding in surprised shock for it, he clasps Loki's neck fondly instead and smiles, and lets the action and his expression speak for him— the gratitude, the trust, the togetherness— before ending it, crossing his hands in front of him again and looking around at the people slowly begining to regather from their scare. ]
I liked the snakes. But were the spiders necessary? Seemed like overkill.
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I had to account for those who were fond of snakes. Like yourself.
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Would it have been so bad to let some people enjoy the joke without being terrified by it?
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Then I wouldn't enjoy it.
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Come on, it serves your ego just as well to see your magic fawned over as it does to see people running in fear from it. This is a whole new planet. Think of the good you could do here, all the people you could delight and befriend, only to betray them all later.
[ Or leave for Earth before the inevitable betrayal, and just do the good. That's also an option, though less "mischiefy" and so Thor leaves that thought out. ]
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for once, even in the tentative space of a ship or an alternate world, he wants to try being himself and see where that leads. not hero or villain. just loki. would that be so wrong? ]
It sounds like you have betrayal on the mind, Thor. Besides, not that many people fawn over magic and you know it.
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[ "Don't fawn over magic" ?? Thor turns at the words, like.... whhaaaaaat? Loki's mind is a strange place, a maze, and Thor has no idea where the marble rolls, sometimes. Just because Asgard enjoyed drinking and fucking and fighting more than fancy tricks doesn't mean they hated you, Loki. Just because Thor easily overshadowed your efforts just by walking in the room for your entire life doesn't mean your talents have no value, why would you think that, who could be responsible??? Thor doesn't understand.
And of course, being shown kindness and then stabbed as a prominent fear in Thor's mind has nothing to do with experience, either. Betrayal is a fun game. Really. Not at all traumatic. ]
Not the snakes and the spiders thing you did, though. I mean, I loved it, but most people would run screaming, as you saw. But think of all the things you could do here. You can appear in more than one spot at once. You can look like anyone. Your skills are perfect for this place.
[ Seriously, hasn't Loki considered all the sexy possibilities??? They seem obvious to Thor. ...Not that he's thought about it, or anything. Or is thinking about it right now. Or would ever think about it again in the future. But just, you know, in theory. ]
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that's not the same as loving him. ]
Is that all I am, then? Tricks and mischief?
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He doesn't actually remember being gone, does he? ...No, he wouldn't have to ask, if he did. Still, Thor's expression and voice drop from before, more genuine. ]
Of course not, brother. You're much more than that. ...Are you alright?
[ No like.... near-death experiences, or actual death experiences weighing on your mind, right?? ]
The trip here exhausted me when I arrived.
[ He looks around, at the sleeping arrangements, all blankets and pillows piled together in this one area, and people still all around. Loki hates it, he's sure. The fact that Thor could sleep easily among them almost guarantees that Loki hasn't so much as closed his eyes to blink in the common area since he got here. ]
My room is locked so even I can't open it, but there are other places. Or I could watch over you here, if you need to rest.
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I'm fine. But . . . I would like that. If you want to.
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Now in a kind of clingy, creepy way, like watching his brother sleep. That won't end badly, right? Hopefully not yet, at least, now that he's got permission. And also because most of the doors in this place are locked, and that's as good an excuse as any to share quarters for a while.
He smiles as his answer, and clasps Loki's opposite arm in answer, before breaking completely and pulling his brother into another, unnecessarily long-lasting hug, and speaking more honestly against his ear than he can ever manage when they're eye to eye. ]
I missed you, Loki. ...It's been a trying few weeks while you were gone.
[ The first two days out in space and then on Earth, the worst of it. But he didn't miss Loki any less for the time gone by. At least forcing himself to let go now isn't so bad as it was the first time of a few minutes ago, especially now that he's been assured his brother is real, and willing to endure his company, and not about to leave the planet immediately. Especially because he doesn't want to talk about what was so bad in those weeks, and the longer he lingers, the more likely Loki will ask, and Thor will be back to lying again. Instead, he pulls away, and gestures at the TV in the distance. ]
I wasn't watching the beginning. Do you know what's going on?
[ Before kicking around a blanket at his feet, and settling down against the couch, using it as a back rest and the blanket as a pillow, because why use things like they're meant to be used when you can use them in the most awkward way possible instead. ]
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loki slips in next to thor, deliberately and playfully poking him with his cold feet before he answers. ]
Some form of tepid dramatic pornography. The sets are lavish though. But I fail to understand why she would love a monster.
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He relaxes again after, squinting up at the distant screen, companionably close to his brother, arm to arm as they should be. This would be better with beers. Or popcorn, but he doesn't want to move to fetch either. ]
Huh. No idea.
[ Because he wasn't watching and also because he knows nothing about that topic. He's watching now, though. So there's the woman who can't speak, and the fish who likes eggs. Alright. But everyone has their clothes on (for the moment), which seems surprising for this planet.]
Did I miss the pornography part?
[ Did she really fuck the fish or was Loki being facetious, a party game. That fish man is a reminder of a bad time for Thor, too. Thanks, Zhautas, for ruining fish for him. What's next, chicken? ]
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