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TEST DRIVE MEME #7
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 on helping, or maybe the exact specifications of how you could help were 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 shortly after landing. Due to potential muscular atrophy upon awakening from stasis, I suggest hitting the osbtacle course for a bit of nonconventional exercise!"
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.
Obstacles Ahead
- While the staff are helpful, many of them seem to be on high alert. There's an unmistakable tension in the air. If anyone tries to ask, they reassure volunteers that everything is fine. Still, the moment that anything goes wrong or they can't exactly answer a question it's clear that they grow even more troubled. Just what's going on around here?
They won't say. Maybe one or two might eventually let it slip that the Zenith Corporation isn't especially happy lately with a wanted criminal still at large on Zhautas that seems to be terrorizing the volunteer program. Her name is Hoshiko and she's a pirate that seems to be somehow escaping every attempt Zenith has made to apprehend her. The only picture they have of her is one where she appears to have posed for the camera, flashing as much cleavage as possible and winking. She doesn't look very threatening, really, but they assure volunteers that they need to be on the lookout for this woman once they get to Zhautas. Still, try not to worry about it too much. Oh, and, don't tell their boss that they let you know this. They technically weren't supposed to. - As you draw closer to the obstacle course, some intense music begins to play through the halls. It's supposed to get volunteers pumped for the challenge they're about to face! They can thank the Nevrione Guard for installing the course. They wanted to give people visiting a taste of just a little of what they do to train to join The Guard's ranks.
"Are you ready, volunteers?" asks R.O.S.I.E. as a group gathers at a pair of closed doors. An LED countdown displays above the doors, numbers in blue that read 5...4...3...2...1... Go! A loud chime ding, ding, dings as the screen is replaced with !!! only that's flashing rapidly. The doors swish open quickly, revealing a large park-sized obstacle course to explore. It has artificial sunlight, plenty of trees and nature, and even mossy ponds beneath some of the obstacles that you could very well fall into if you're not careful.
Don't worry, they'll have a change of clothes for you in the case of this happening. It just might take a little bit to deliver them so hope you don't mind hanging out in your underthings for a little bit. You likely won't be the only one, if it helps the shame of failure any.
If the main obstacles prove to be a little too difficult, not to worry! There are easy sections. Originally, they were designed for the children of Nevrione who wanted to feel like they had a chance at joining The Guard from a young age. But they work just as well for volunteers fresh out of stasis with potentially noodly feeling legs! Step across wooden cogs placed closer together or walk up a flight of stairs instead of trying to get tangled up in a net on the way up. There's something to do for just about anyone!
There's even a bench you can sit on, right over there, in case you simply want to watch fellow volunteers eat dirt or get drenched for your amusement. See! Something for everyone.
- After all that exertion, it's important to remember that you were asleep for a while and likely need to help your muscles recuperate proprerly. A cooldown workout is the best option in case you went just a little too hard without meaning to. Stretch those muscles still, just- Gently. For that reason, they have a yoga class that's available anytime. One of the locals from Nevrione has offered to host these sessions, a lovely ison lady who is, uh. Wow. She's impressively bendy.
While you don't have to follow the same moves she's doing exactly (you didn't even know someone could twist their body into that shape!), she does encourage volunteers to try their best. It's likely you're more pliable than even you think! If not, it is something you can work up to. If that lady can fold both of her pairs of legs, then your one pair shouldn't be that difficult to work with!
She is very motivating and does her best to accommodate volunteers at every turn. Just don't get too twisted up now. At some point, she segways into movements where you will need a partner to help you with some of them. It's friend yoga and can be a lot of fun. While some of the poses are more difficult, it's meant to foster trust with the other person you're working with! Since everyone is so new, it seems like a good idea to try and get started with the right foot... by having it be held up by someone else, apparently!
Orientation
Shortly after 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 hooky, 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 twist and turn.
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 the 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 announces an additional seminar from R.O.S.I.E.! Do you all remember that voice speaking to you when you first awoke? If so, this digitally projected blond's soothing tone should sound familiar. She smiles wide for the "camera," clearly excited to be interacting with potential volunteers in a new way. The topic of today will be safe, sane, and consensual. Considering the location that volunteers will be arriving at has a heavy emphasis on BDSM, it seems very apt!
When the video starts, she's all professionalism. Okay, so- Mostly professionalism. Compared to most of the other lecturers of the past, this woman manages to touch on the core concepts of the topic while still adding appropriate humor to keep things interesting. Of course, her topic is a very serious one and she doesn't take it lightly despite trying to lighten things up for the code. "Make sure," she emphasizes, "that you always have an enthusiastic 'yes' from your partner and that both your boundaries are clearly set! Communication is key in these types of situations. So long as you talk and are honest, well- Everything should be a kinky good time!"
"Thank you, R.O.S.I.E.," the voice says, charmed themselves even by the entertaining seminar. "Wasn't that fun! Volunteers, what do you think about the topic of safe, sane, and consensual? Discuss amongst yourselves!" - 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.
Welcome to Zhautas
- Volunteers will be dropped off at the outskirts of the city of Heawood. The market is bustling, the streets are full, and most homes have their doors and windows open to peer out at passerbys. For the most part, everything seems fairly busy throughout. Volunteers will be directed by staff to the Nevrione Inn. It has a dining hall and bar, fireplaces to cozy up to, and plenty of places to tuck away if you want to gossip about what's going on with Zenith staff. Though perhaps you just want a moment or two to yourself instead.
Once you're done getting settled in, why not stop and explore a little bit? The locals certainly don't seem to mind the company.
- Suddenly, R.O.S.I.E. turns on one of her newest features to help volunteers blend in a little better. Someone next to you might sprout cat or dog ears. Don’t mind if you get knocked in the face suddenly by someone’s new butterfly wings. It happens! It’s also possible they take on the long whiskers of a Coeurl or plumage of a Chocobo or other animals entirely unfamiliar to some. Either way, everyone just got a lot more animal-like. While it doesn’t look exactly like the natives, it does bring a smile to the faces of the locals and they seem a bit more generally receptive to the people waltzing into their homeland.
This feature is extremely customizable. Volunteers can toggle it off if they don’t want it at all. Additionally, they can have as many or as few animal features as they’d like. They can also change what creature they’d like to take after with just a thought! The only limitation seems to be that they can only appear as one animal at a time.
While all the add-ons seem to be mostly for aesthetic, it is a lot of fun to play around with! 
In Nevrione the current seasons is clearly Autumn. There’s orange, red, and yellows everywhere in varying shades and varieties. There are a lot more leaves missing from the trees than before as the season starts coming to a close. Everything starts to look a little more sparse as Winter creeps ever closer and the temperature grows increasingly colder.
If you head out and about, there's a marketplace to peruse and locals to mingle with. Volunteers shouldn't want for things to occupy their time here. They've landed just after the Harvest Festival and it seems to have been a fun time indeed. Some might ask for assistance in taking down decorations or cleaning up a bit from all the festivities. They've got to start gearing up for Winter now and figuring out their stores for the coming cold. You'll be compensated with a couple of bronze seedlings for your time, of course, and might even get some fun festival stories like-
Oh, uh. This story is really explicit. Did they say there was an orgy? And you missed it? Well, you might be glad that you did... Of course, just because there was an orgy doesn't mean that all the fun has been had. The natural growth enhanced by the Selva are still growing and especially at night, milky wafts of pollen might tickle your nose and cause a stirring in your nethers you don't quite expect. Maybe you're lucky and immune to these plant's effects but if not, don't worry! You'll likely find someone else feeling just as friendly as you are before long. Or maybe a kind soul will help alleviate this (sexually) tense situation you've found yourself in.
Network/Bangr
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
I have already. Several times, in fact. Exhibitionism is such a fun kink, I think, and really allows for such a unique feeling of freedom.
| ✓ | ✕ |
| YES |
NO |
PLEASE NOTE: This BANGR code is the COMMENT-FRIENDLY version, 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!
Extra Notes
- Remember that all prompts are OTA! It can now be assumed that after the ship lands, current volunteers in-game were able to board and hang-out for a little bit before it leaves again! That means established volunteers can welcome new members, show them around parts of the ship they're familiar with, and explore new areas that weren't open during their own arrival! Only new volunteers will be taking the orientation quiz, but established volunteers are free to peek inside the room or try to help with the quiz!
- A reminder that the TDM can be considered game canon and timeline-wise the TDM takes place on the 8th when the arrival ship arrives, as shown on the calendar.
- Going into DECEMBER, we are continuing with an APPLICATION CAP of (40).
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Looks like the guy's more interested in teasing him than anything else. Not that he minds particularly. He knows how to take a joke. ]
I'm sure many would agree with you.
[ But it's sort of getting in the way of his... everything. He also doesn't need the reminder of what he's lost along the way. ]
Guess that depends on what other people are into, doesn't it?
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I'm not into losing pieces of my flesh, at least, not like this.
[ He lets his gaze fall slowly over him, enough to offer some intent, a grin on his face. ]
Sure you don't want to try something fuzzy? Be much easier to stroke.
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He watches the guy down his glass in one impressive go, eyebrows raising. He nearly asks what's up, but then he's being given a once-over, and he instead shoots him an amused look. ]
Is that what you like, huh? Fuzzy things? [ But to answer the question: ] I'd just rather be myself. No extra parts. Think you can help with that, or what?
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I definitely can help. I had a horse's tail when I got so drunk that I couldn't think straight, but I managed to get that gone.
[ He accentuates that with a slap to his ass, like that's how he intends to prove it, gesturing for the man to lean in. ]
The trick is? Just think it.
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Then an eyebrow goes up when Vasquez smacks his own ass. Don't mind him if he lingers for a moment. He looks back up and leans closer when beckoned, smiling blandly. ]
That easy?
[ Still, what's the harm in trying? He leans back and focuses for a moment, just thinking about his hands going back to normal, about the reptile skin just disappearing. Seconds later he no longer has claws for fingers, arms back to their usual slightly hairy look, and Owen smiles. ]
Finally I can get a decent grip on my beer. [ What, he's got his priorities in order. He tips his bottle towards the man. ] Thanks. I'm Owen, by the way.
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[ He hasn't let his gaze slip away from this man, because he's trying to catalogue every single difference that makes him different from Faraday. Lucky for him, there's plenty of them. He's a bit breathless, watching the way he works out getting the skin and claws gone, reaching out to press fingers to the warm, human skin. ]
Vasquez. That's me, I mean. I'm Vasquez.
[ He's a little flustered, seeing as the situation is really fucking strange, but he thinks he can get over it with another drink. ]
Beer, is it? Not whiskey?
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Vasquez fumbles a little over his introduction, and Owen can't help letting out a faint chuckle. ]
Yeah, I figured as much.
[ He rests his forearms against the counter, shrugging at the question. ]
It's not bad, I guess, but I've always been more of a stout guy.
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I mean, beer is fine, but a good tequila? Whiskey?
[ He salutes Owen with his glass, relaxing into the bar a little more. ]
So, Owen. Where do you come from?
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Anyway, different strokes. ]
Minnesota, originally. Haven't been there in forever, though. You?
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Mexico.
[ He sounds like it, he believes he's from it, and just because some Americans decided to take over doesn't mean he has to believe it's true. Not that he's seen home in over a decade, but he's still proud of it. ]
So where are you now, if you're not from this Minnesota place?
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A little all over. I lived on an island for some years. Isla Nublar, just off the coast of Costa Rica. I kind of wandered for a while after that. Ended up on a place not all that unlike this one. A moon in another universe, pulled in through a portal that brought people from all over different universes and points in time.
[ Owen chuckles at his own words, shaking his head at how bizarre it all sounds. ] Weird shit.
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I take it you didn't get claws there, since you don't seem to know how to manage them.
[ Finally, Vasquez drags the stool over, settles into it just beside Owen, even if he's left a little space between them. Just a little, though. ]
That one make you into animals and require you to fuck people, too?
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No, no claws. It wasn't alike in every aspect.
[ He shakes his head, sparing the small distance between them a curious glance and a vague smile. ]
Wasn't the same in that aspect, either. We were... encouraged to form bonds, but sex wasn't a requirement by any means. It was up to personal choice whether you wanted to do it or not.
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[ Lucky that Vasquez is more than happy to collect on whatever physical intimacy he can get, especially after so long without. He especially loves a future that doesn't give a damn about who it is that you fuck. ]
And you? You have any specific personal choices they should hear about?
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[ Owen can be a pretty stubborn mule sometimes, but between choosing who he wants to fuck and being indirectly forced to just fuck the first person to cross his path, he'll more than happily take the former. ]
Not really, I like to think I'm a flexible guy when it comes to preferences. [ Should probably start looking into some of the kinks around here, though. Some playful tying up, rough sex or dirty talking he's no stranger to, but he's admittedly a little more out of his depth when it comes to really kinky stuff. ]
Unless you mean something particularly weird going on that I should know about. Or are you just... curious? [ Or interested? ]
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I think probably just curious. Maybe about you. Maybe it's them that should know about me, maybe I'd be interested.
[ He shrugs, trying to play if off as cool. ]
I mean, if you were interested, that is.
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He looks Vasquez up and down slowly, smirk on his lips. Then he turns in his seat until he's facing him, foot propped on the footrest of Vasquez's stool, hand curled around the edge of the counter. ]
Don't tell me a big, strapping man like yourself is afraid of a little rejection.
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Big and strapping, maybe, but I don't want to assume I know everyone's type.
[ After all, maybe big and strapping isn't what Owen likes, even though it would be such a disappointment, if that were the case. ]
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Fair enough. [ He cants his head, mildly intrigued. ] Others have been more direct, so that's a change.
[ He gets the distinct feeling that people do not beat around the bush, around here. Not even for the sake of pretense. Not that he minds, but they certainly don't waste time. ]
I wouldn't worry much, if I were you. About assuming. You're good.
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[ He's smirking, like he's even going to be good at it, but he thinks it shouldn't be so hard, right? He listens, he takes notes, he gets more direct. He sips his drink, staring at Owen, and when he hears that he's good, that's as good a hint as any.
Sliding his hand forward, he lightly starts low, at his palm, before beginning to move it upwards, to his shoulder, neck, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. ]
Still good?
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[ At least that's what he figures Vasquez is doing, when he brushes his fingers across Owen's palm, his hand opening up a little more at the touch. His lips part minutely as the touch moves farther up, curious and cautious, the hair on his nape standing on end by the time Vasquez's hand reaches that far up.
His eyes flicker up at the question. He doesn't answer, though. Instead he just shifts closer and slots their mouths together in a sure kiss, as close as it can ever get to a 'yes'. ]
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Not Faraday, it's not, and once he reminds himself about this, he lets himself enjoy it in a completely new and even better way. The only trouble is that he's too far. Pushing out of his seat, he stands, pushing himself between Owen's legs so he can get as much as possible. ]
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And it’s even nicer still when he gets to his feet and moves closer. Owen’s hands press to Vasquez’s chest, sliding up to his shoulders, head canting and lips parting to deepen the kiss, while he curls a leg around Vasquez’s and tugs him closer. ]
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Until that point, he plans to do as much as he can, opening his mouth and cupping Owen's face to deepen the kiss, so damn eager to take. ]
Yes. More.
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He returns the deep kiss for a few seconds, feeling a sudden rush at how quickly a simple kiss seems to be escalating. He doesn't mind, not really, but they are in a very open area of a very public bar, and Owen knows it'll be a matter of seconds before they're getting shit for their behavior. ]
Not here. [ He presses a hand to Vasquez's chest for good measure, pushing slightly to make him stop. A terrible idea, because it's a really nice chest and he kind of wants to keep touching it. ]
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