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rapturefree2015-09-15 09:36 pm
rapturemod) wrote in rapturefree2015-09-15 09:36 pm
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baby you can drive my car
It's anticipated. It's expected. We're all about expectations, aren't we? Sort of? Maybe? Regardless, it's the first official
You probably know the drill by now. If you don't, here's a quick rundown: test drive memes are a game's way of gauging interest and such. It's a way to play around in the environment without the commitment of apping, maybe see how well that character you're considering gels with the setting. This one will be open indefinitely, or at least until further notice. You don't need to be apped to the game to test drive a character, or even reserved, or even want to reserve. However, if your interest is indeed piqued, reserves are thisaway, applications thataway.
As of this writing, we don't consider anything that happens in the TDM canon unless you'd like to transfer any threads that happen here to the main comms (provided they don't interfere with pre-established game events, of course). TDM threads are just a way to get a feel for a game, or in case you need that pesky writing sample for an app in progress. We don't recommend you do a standard intro post, however - save that for the game proper!
We don't have a set entry date for the game proper just yet. Once we accumulate some interest, we'll be sure to let you know!
Some resources we recommend that you check out if interest continues to abound:
PROMPTS:
TEST DRIVE MEME
As of this writing, we don't consider anything that happens in the TDM canon unless you'd like to transfer any threads that happen here to the main comms (provided they don't interfere with pre-established game events, of course). TDM threads are just a way to get a feel for a game, or in case you need that pesky writing sample for an app in progress. We don't recommend you do a standard intro post, however - save that for the game proper!
We don't have a set entry date for the game proper just yet. Once we accumulate some interest, we'll be sure to let you know!
Some resources we recommend that you check out if interest continues to abound:
PROMPTS:
i. do you hear the people sing?
You've heard the rumors circulating about Atlas and his bandits for months. Even the upper echelons of Rapture's high society were having trouble burying their concern under the careful veneer of professionalism. What you didn't expect was an open attack. You'd just been passing by, but the poor souls who lived and shopped and made their living on this street have just found their entire livelihood set aflame. People are saying it's a bombing, while others protest that it must have been something down in maintenance.
Right now, it doesn't really matter one way or the other. The homes and storefronts have been reduced to sheeting flame as hairline cracks go cobwebbing up the glass, the only thing separating the city from a watery grave. Whether you choose to get the hell out of dodge or help the wailing survivors is up to you, but regardless of what you choose to do, this section of Rapture is rapidly coming apart at the seams.
You've heard the rumors circulating about Atlas and his bandits for months. Even the upper echelons of Rapture's high society were having trouble burying their concern under the careful veneer of professionalism. What you didn't expect was an open attack. You'd just been passing by, but the poor souls who lived and shopped and made their living on this street have just found their entire livelihood set aflame. People are saying it's a bombing, while others protest that it must have been something down in maintenance.
Right now, it doesn't really matter one way or the other. The homes and storefronts have been reduced to sheeting flame as hairline cracks go cobwebbing up the glass, the only thing separating the city from a watery grave. Whether you choose to get the hell out of dodge or help the wailing survivors is up to you, but regardless of what you choose to do, this section of Rapture is rapidly coming apart at the seams.
ii. who's your daddy?
You've no clue whose bright idea it was to tail the Little Sister. It might have been some gang of spliced-up nobodies thirsty for some extra ADAM. It might have been your best friend's idiot plan. Hell, it might have even been yours. All you know is that no matter how appealing the thought seemed at the time, you and yours are in for a world of hurt. The Little Sister just had to shriek once and her armored protector came barreling into the scene, drill humming to life with a sinister whine. Guilty as charged or caught in the crossfire, you're in for the fight of your life with a Big Daddy, one of the most dangerous things in Rapture. Good luck.
You've no clue whose bright idea it was to tail the Little Sister. It might have been some gang of spliced-up nobodies thirsty for some extra ADAM. It might have been your best friend's idiot plan. Hell, it might have even been yours. All you know is that no matter how appealing the thought seemed at the time, you and yours are in for a world of hurt. The Little Sister just had to shriek once and her armored protector came barreling into the scene, drill humming to life with a sinister whine. Guilty as charged or caught in the crossfire, you're in for the fight of your life with a Big Daddy, one of the most dangerous things in Rapture. Good luck.
iii. a part of the masterpiece
Fort Frolic, they say, is the hub for creative artistry. Sander Cohen is either a wildly inspired artistic genius or a madman depending on who you ask, but the alcohol runs the same no matter how you slice it. For tonight, the Fort is yours to enjoy at your leisure. Take a gander, gamble everything you've got, have a drink, maybe sit in for a show. The only thing Cohen loves more than his exclusivity is rampant attention, and tonight he's on full display. He's even torturing - er, entertaining a lucky pair of dancers in Fleet Hall! Don't mind the wires threaded in and out of their clothing, doubtless unspooled over all those important parts of the nervous system and ready to unleash a burst of fatal electricity at a moment's notice. They've got to be just for show.
One thing is certain about the possibly-deranged Sander Cohen, after all: he certainly keeps you on your toes!
One thing is certain about the possibly-deranged Sander Cohen, after all: he certainly keeps you on your toes!
iv. wild card! make up your own scenario
We prefer third-person, present tense prose, but if you're just in it for the fun you can write in whatever floats your pontoon. Have fun!
Flashpoint | Transformers IDW OC | Option one
Flashpoint's not sure what the scrap is going on but she's seen enough bombings to suspect foul play. She pushes up out of alt, the old Earth vehicle circa 1970 muscle car achieving bipedal form, ducking her head with a gravely curse as debris bounces off her helm in a shower of embers.
"Whoever blew out all my windows is gonna pay for that!" Because ouch, that stings! But that's when she hears it: voices from inside? She cranes her helm, peering past the flames. "Hey. HEY! Anyone in there!?"
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She promised she wasn't gonna die on him, and he's gonna make sure she keeps that promise. Rawr.
He rolls up as she's yelling, of course, and pushes up to his own alt. "The frag happened to you this time?" He doesn't say 'tsk'--it's just heavily implied. Heavily.
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Also this is way more exciting than anything else he could be doing. Except possibly the stalking. Just because she melted that one time! And got abducted and nearly left him all alone in a crusty, organic filled city. "I was just sitting here, minding my own business!"
Apparent she provokes explosive levels so excitement. That's the business she's minding now though, stepping towards the burning building, trying to scan for survivors.
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And being in the middle of an explosion is not the 'right place at the right time'--it's the 'worst place at the stupidest time'. Which is why he knew he'd find her there. Such are his unerring instincts about her unerring instincts.
"You? Minding only your own business." Did it suddenly get sarcastic in here or is it just him? "Don't tell me you're planning on going in there." Because it's a dumb decision so of course she is.
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Right, worst, stupid...kind of all the same thing in her book at times. Like now, when she sees an opportunity to actually be helpful instead of sitting around collecting rust. (Or is that just her imagination borne from being under thousands of metric tons of water?)
"Nefarious business is my business!" Because she said so; it's even part of her name Deadlock, come on! Also she's bored. "Damn right I am. Not gonna leave people to just roast." Having done it herself at Nyon, nope, wouldn't wish it on anyone. But oh, did her tone get a littler personal there? Time to cover that right up with something tasteless. "Besides, cooked human is nasty, or so I hear."
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If you're nice to him, maybe he'll show you the dossier he's got on you. A big thick dossier.
And she's gotta lay off this 'helpful' business, when it comes to being 'helpful' to these gross organics. It never ends well, does it?
Oh frag, she did not just allude to Nyon, did she? "Maybe they'll just, I dunno. Rust. Whatever they do in water." Not his problem and stop trying to make him feel anything like charitable or nice.
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And there better be a suitable amount of preparation if Deadlock's going to whip out that big thick dossier, but bring it on, Flashpoint is ready for him and all his cunning observations.
But shut up, one of them helped her once, she feels oddly obligated now okay? Also maybe down deep it's what she really wants to do in life. It feels better than killing people, Deadlock. Try it sometime, it's a little addicting.
But oh yes she did bring up Nyon. Burning alive to the melting point sucks, period. Don't make her share the details unless you're ready for a sudden influx of CARE. "They don't oxidize like that, they just kinda...over-saturate I think." Flashpoint's going in though, whether it ruins her paint job of not. At least the heat is still within tolerance levels for Cybertronians? But that sure is a cry for help up ahead. "Stay out here if it's too hot for ya."
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But it's okay if her reaction to his extensive, massive file on her is a moment of awed silence. He'd understand.
"Oversaturate?" The expression on his face says he does NOT wanna find out exactly what that looks like. "Sounds...gross." His favorite word!
"TOO HOT for me?" Did he just hear her right? Is that a challenge? Oh, no, Flashpoint, you get a Deadlock hot--see what he did there--on your heels!
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Awed silence, check. But he better bet that some witty comment will follow that, because it wouldn't be Flashpoint otherwise. Maybe she'll ask him to publish her memoirs once she's dead? Would that rank in the top ten tactless things she's ever said?
"And uncomfortable." Porous exteriors: proving how weird organic systems really are. But they also burn to a crisp which is why she's here. And apparently she's got back-up because pushing Deadlock's challenge button is one she likes to do all too often. "If you're comin' be useful! Keep an optic on the structure and an escape route." Because these squishies can't tolerate nearly as much as they can.
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If she made that memoir crack, Deadlock would throw things and remind her that she promised not to die. Mature responses are not his thing.
"Could give a scrap about comfort." Bloaty humans? Who cares! But gross! "IF I'm coming." Surely that's a joke, right? Of course he's coming. Because dare. "Can always make a fraggin' escape route." Because these walls don't look so sturdy to him.
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Hush you, Mister Natural Talent. At least you never got threatened with mnemosurgery because you sucked at shooting and fighting in general.
She'd duck under the thrown objects, but it'd serve her right if Deadlock tagged her anyway. But hey, things get weird if she says nice things, remember that! So have tacky things instead, it's her natural talent.
"That's gonna be your job then, unless you wanna be the one to carry people outta here." Look she can delegate. Also she can spy the form of what looks like a human, maybe passed out in the next room. Flashpoint casually widens the doorway, casting a worried glance at the roof, plating twitching as embers bounce off of it. "Hang on!" The human only responds to her touch with a soft groan and Flashpoint gently gathers him up in her arms. Except he's not alone; there's another, smaller, figure beneath. One that coughs and looks up at them with wide eyes, reddened by smoke and tears.
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"Carry? Organics?" Ew, please, no. "Can't you just, you know, herd them?" ACK SHE'S TOUCHING ONE!!!
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"No!" Flashpoint snaps, "She's helpless!" Actually the little girl is standing, looking up at Flashpoint wearily and shouting for her father, voice scared and almost threatening. "What are you doing with Daddy!?"
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"That's not my fault she's helpless! I didn't do it!" He's...yeah, he needs a refresher in Daring Rescue Heroics. "You don't think I'm gonna touch that!" See, little girl? He's too grossed out to be a threat.
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"It's your fault for just standing there!" Loser. At least that's what her face says, as she resolves to handle it herself. Flashpoint can't just scoop the girl up without losing a grip on the older man, so she bends down--trying to look as non-threatening as possible--and offers her arm to the girl, beckoning with a hand. "You want to go with him? Let's go it's not safe here!"
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Deadlock gives that kind of grumble that's really more like an UGH!!! as she bends down to the little girl. Seriously, she is all up in these gross organics.
"You're better off with me, little...organic thing." He's even trying to look inviting. LOOK AT HIS COME WITH ME FACE. Who would turn that down? No one, even if they heard him whisper afterwards to Flashpoint, 'you're gonna hit the washracks after this, right?' because he sure is.
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Deadlock can take his squeamishness and make a path out of here if he's so sickened. Flashpoint's got no such 'high' standards.
But seriously is that him trying? Actually trying? She'd think it cute, if the building wasn't raining embers around them and creaking suspiciously. "Hurry up!" she urges, the girl hesitating a moment, uncertain. Of course that's when part of the roof decides to collapse. Better act fast!
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But now he's wishing he was trying to taunt Flashpoint with tacky sexual innuendo, because this choice? Sucks. He hears the beam over his head start to groan. And sure, he can take some building hitting him, but he's pretty sure it would do bad things to the squishy.
"Don't fraggin' yell at me!" Seriously can she NOT see he's in the middle of some sensitive diplomacy right now?!?! "C'mon!" Sorry, squishy, you now have no choice, because Deadlock grabs her and throws her at him, transforming around her just as the beam starts to fall. Heroic rescue? Deadlock's got it.
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Silly, this is why it's a full body cavity search, to find where the party is!
Oh wait no, that was supposed to be for security purposes. Yeah.
Good times over sexual innuendo taunts would be way for fun than this, and hotter in a good, more pleasant way too. It's not good times though so Flashpoint can yell at him if she wants. It gets a good result though apparently, because those are some nice moves, transforming around the passenger like that. Flashpoint's gonna pound after him on foot, but only because it's safer that way for the human, not because she lacks the bearings to try! Except the beam comes down on her just as they're exiting the room. She hunches down, curling around the human held to her chestplate to shield him, taking the brunt of it against her back with a grunt, then deflecting it away with her arm. "Keep going!" She's not letting this stop her and Deadlock better not either.
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But she can get all hot and bothered (better than the hot and slightly scorched this place is going for) at his prowess all she wants. Because let him tell you how much fun it is to hover down a flight of stairs. And by fun he means, yeah it's actually kind of awesome. "You better be behind me!" Because if he has to come back after her, she may never hear the end of it!
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Deadlock can take all that hover superiority and slide off a cliff if you ask her, tires are still a hundred times better. Like the way the beam bounces off her upper tires and lets her shrug it off easier. She pounds after Deadlock but the stairs don't exactly take her weight well: but hey, she gets to ground floor faster than Deadlock, HA! Flashpoint springs forward immediately, rubble crashing down from the hole she just created, and dashes for an exit. There's an exit here somewhere, right?
"But why would I want to lag behind like that!?" Where are you Deadlock, it's hard to see in all this orange and black.
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She might get to the ground faster, but guess what? That's because Deadlock HOVERS. He doesn't almost put his feet through the stairs like she does. SUPERIOR!! However, yeah, she's technically in front of him. SO WHAT.
"Because you like the view!" What view? The view of his aft he's gonna give her as soon as he can get in front of her.
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Hell yeah she gets to the ground faster, but she takes have the staircase with her. So there's a blind surge forward, head down, arms still curled protectively around the passed out human, and it appears her strategy is to just bull rush out of this place. Eh, it's sorta coming down around her anyway: it's not collateral damage if it was gonna get destroyed anyway!
It's not too hard for Deadlock to power past Flashpoint in altmode if he wants, something she's perfectly content to let him do. "Yup, true. Also the doors you make." Get on that exit Deadlock, she gave you ONE job!
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Also he has no idea how they do it and is happy to remain innocent.
Nice way of bringing the house down, Flashpoint--Deadlock always thought that was just one of those expressions. "Bout time you said something nice about me!" Yeah, no time is the wrong time to drag Deadlock's ego into things. Still, he revs forward, and the wall bursts open against his front fenders, splintering wood flying in a broad ring of destruction. STYLE. That's what style looks like.
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Flashpoint knows just enough about how they do it to be not certain she could follow through on that bluster. So motion passed on the no third party floppy bits, Deadlock's gonna be all Flashpoint wants to handle for a while anyway.
And hey, it's not like she started the fire! She just did some early demo for the clean up crew. She always brings the house down though, in one way or another. Deadlock's blowing this place wide open though, and Flashpoint's dashing after, debris pinging off her armor. Nice door making skills there Deadlock, showy even. "Enjoy it while it lasts!" Because she's bound to go back to saying stupid things any moment here.
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sadly this is probably my favorite icon
It's his default state around Flashpoint
they have that magic with each other
true explosive chemistry like no other
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