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TDM I: The Silent Towns
 welcome. This is the first test drive meme for openspace! We hope to be a plot-driven, space-fantasy, pan-fandom game, with a day-to-day focus on player-run plots and a metaplot about the nature of creative energy.arrival. You appear in a city square. The buildings around you are retro-futuristic, all chrome and curves. The dust beneath your feet is red, the sky is pink and dotted with pastel clouds, the sun is slightly smaller than normal, and two misshapen moons hang low in the sky. The air is breathable, the weather temperate. A moment later, there’s a strange sensation, like a pair of warm, slender arms settling over your shoulders in a draping hug. If you try to turn and look for the source of those arms, however, you'll find that you're momentarily unable to move. It sounds like a voice whispering in your ear, but it's still impossible to turn and look. A beat after that, you know what your five tasks are, even though some of them may sound preposterous. The warm arms on your shoulder vanish, and you can move again. And you’ll notice, for the first time, that there are other people in the square with you: other new arrivals. So, will you do as you’re told, or find your own way? tasks. Choose five tasks from this list for your character. (Or RNG, if you prefer.) These are the tasks your character was assigned by the unseen voice. Characters know which tasks they have, but no one has the complete list of tasks, and no one will know what tasks anyone else has unless a character chooses to share. It’s up to your character whether they complete their tasks by charm, bribery, trickery, force, wit, or a mix of all of these. Or whether they ignore them entirely. The overall goal of the tasks is just to prompt both cooperative and hostile interaction, like icebreaker bingo meets capture the flag meets Lord of the Flies. There will be no IC reward for completing any of the tasks-- though characters are free to assume that there is (the aforementioned "wish"). However there is an OOC a reward for participation. More on that below. The tasks are as follows: 1. Save the princess setting. As your character tries to fulfill tasks or thwart others (or do nothing...) they may end up exploring. Here’s what they’ll find. The City, Generally Most of the city resembles an idyllic 1960s urban center, though all done in curving chrome and brilliant bubbling glass. Oh, and it’s abandoned. There aren’t even any animals. The streets are deserted, and every interior surface is covered in a thick veil of red dust. There’s no evidence of a disaster, or a hurried evacuation, or even an instant disappearance. Clothes are hung, beds are made, dishes are stacked away. Really, it looks as though everyone tidied up, went on vacation en masse, and never came back. The city is bisected east to west by a large, placid canal spanned by several elegantly arching bridges. The city is densely built, but the local parks have started to overgrow their bounds, so the city is dotted with masses of red-tinged, unkempt vegetation. It must be summer or fall here, because the bushes and trees are heavy with edible fruits. The Palace At the north of the city is a palace, a graceful, shining cluster of four minarets. The palace had a low wall, once, but the wall has been swallowed up by an enormous bramble, with thorns as long as an arm and roses the same rusty color as the sky. The palace grounds are overgrown, but thankfully less thorny. The minarets are filled with the usual palace things: kitchens and ballrooms, stables and treasure rooms, bedrooms and war rooms. The library is filled with books in a language that no one will be able to read; the armories are stocked with everything from swords to crossbows to revolvers to rayguns, though, mysteriously, nothing more technologically advanced than modern-day technology is functioning, and none of the futuristic technology can be rehabilitated. The largest room, located in the northernmost minaret, is the throne room, a great arching room that draws the eye to the red-gold throne. The throne is empty, of course. The Temple To the very south of the city is the temple, a red-stone pyramid whose rustic materials and sharp lines stand in sharp contrast to the chrome-and-curves of the rest of the city. The temple, too, is filled with everything you’d expect from a temple: work spaces, spaces for worship, spaces for rest, even a weapons cache almost as well-stocked and diverse as the palace’s – although again, anything more futuristic than modern-day technology is dead and cannot be repaired. Parts of the temple are opulently decorated with gold and jewels, others are spartan. In a humble room at the very top of the pyramid is a single wooden altar, upon which rests a simple wooden chalice. Outside the City Walls Several miles east of the city lies a smoking volcano, belching a slender but constant ribbon of soot into the pink sky. The land to the north, east, and south of the city is reddish-brown. Most of it looks like it was farmland once; there are picket fences and empty farmhouses and barns, mostly clustered around the banks of the canal. But the fields and orchards are overgrown now, and the dirt roads are being overtaken by restless vegetation. It will go on forever like this, no matter how far you walk or run or fly. To the west, the canal flows into a salty indigo sea that stretches as far as you can see (or swim, or sail, if you manage to build a boat. It’s big). power nerfing. The arrival power nerfing is in place for all characters: all magical abilities are nerfed; any being larger than 20 meters is scaled down to 20 meters; the magical component of any magical weaponry is nerfed; any technology more advanced than 2015/2016 technology is nerfed. (Powers can be regained and weapons repowered in game! But for now, nerfed.) have fun! Reserves open on December 18 and applications open December 23rd (for reserved characters) and December 24th (for unreserved characters). We hope you'll come back to apply! Additionally, because of the game’s meta-premise, your characters will not remember this TDM when they arrive in the game. They may remember it several months into the game as part of a planned event, if you choose. However, you can convert activity in the TDM into "solar quartz," which allows characters to gain or regain abilities in-game. For every 500 words written by you or 15 comments posted by you, your character will receive one piece of quartz upon arrival in the game. (Maximum trade-in, three pieces per character.) |
Son Gohan ★ Dragonball Z ★ Post Buu, Pre BoG
[He can't help but be short of breath.
His dark eyes scrape back and forth that 90-some degrees that had only recently been out of his periphery, looking again and again for the owner of those warm arms. Something was... Unsettling. Not necessarily scary, but worrisome. An alien world, a mysterious voice, no ki to be felt...
He straightens up and looks around, squinting instead at the roseate sky. Gohan's heart rate slows once more, bit by bit, and he heaves a deep sigh. If he had to be honest, strange voices in his head and phantom hands weren't really all that abnormal, anymore. Nor were skies that weren't the color he was firmly well-adjusted to.]
Where on Earth have you landed yourself, Gohan?
[Slips through his lips softly, as his mind wanders, finally to the duties the voice had left him with. Those all sounded interesting-fantastic, yes, but on some level logical. Well, except for that basketball one...]
★ II, MYSTERIES, YOU SAY?
[He takes broad steps through the wide, empty courtyard of the palace. Come to think of it, this whole situation is a little less upsetting than he had thought it would be. Sure, there was a lot to-do about throwing things into volcanoes, apparently, but who was he to argue? Better than feeding women to dinosaurs, right?
And, besides. Solve a mystery and protect some books? Like he could have it any better! Especially because, hopefully, the two would be connected. Gohan rounds the corner inside, and into a room that-oh, goodness, finally seems awash in books. He sprints forward, greedily pulling a tome out and opening it, eyes skidding over...
What was this gibberish? Man, maybe he really did need that eye exam that Hercule had been badgering him over.]
★ III, Come on and Slam, and welcome to the...
[The thing about big abandoned cities was how hard it was to come by otherwise normal sundries. Trustworthy food, (he'd had enough of eating strange fruits off strange plants, thank you. Not a mistake he would ever make again!) friendly people with directions, and especially basketballs. All his wandering had, finally, led him to what looked like an overgrown park. Maybe there was a play area, and maybe that play area would have-
Movement catches his eye-which is thankful, because with his senses blocked, he probably would have never caught onto someone else anywhere nearby him.]
Hello! Excuse me!
[He extends an arm up and waves it around, trying to draw attention towards him.]
3.
... Hello. Yes? Is there something I can help you with?
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I'm so sorry to bother you, ma'am, I'm just--You haven't seen a stray basketball, have you?
[He's been saying that a lot today. Gohan observes Ahsoka with a wide, if gawky, smile. Probably the weirdest thing about alien lady was that she was a girl, honestly. He was pretty well-adjusted to weird alien sausage parties.
Take that back, that sounds weird.]
Or, actually--Sorry, you wouldn't know why this city is empty, would you?
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[They don't have basketball in Star Wars, okay.]
And I'm sorry, but I wish I knew. I'm trying to find that out myself.
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Oh, darn it. I'm getting the feeling that it's not going to be an easy mystery to solve. Never mind that, I guess. Basketballs, though! Ah, orange? Black, depressed, curved lines covering it? Rubber?
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Not ringing any bells, sorry. I'm guessing it's some kind of sport?
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[His arms cross over his chest, hands tucking away underneath. A thoughtful expression...]
Say, if you don't mind. What, ah. What planet are you from?
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Oh. Sorry... Both?
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I grew up on Coruscant. But Shili is the planet my people are from. We call ourselves togruta. You really haven't encountered one of us before?
[It's not unheard of, exactly. Togruta don't seem to wander off-world nearly as much as many of the other races that populate the Star Wars galaxy. And there are many planets out there that are still highly insular. Still. It's rare to meet someone who doesn't recognise her species entirely.]
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Amazing!]
I can't say I've had! I've only really ever been on, what, two alien planets? And ove of them was inter-dimensional, so that's a whole different matter. I've never even heard of Coruscant, if I'm going to be honest with you.
[Or Shili, or Togruta.]
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[He would be a bit more offended, but honestly, he lived on a radish farm in rural mountains. Backwater was a fair term.]
I'm sorry! Like I said, I've really only been to Namek, and the Sacred World of the Kais....
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... I haven't heard of any of those. And I've heard of most places.
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Strange... Well, space is very big? Maybe we're just from very, very different ends of it? What about Planet Vegeta?
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Nope. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but... we must be from different galaxies. That's the only reasonable explanation.
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Ooooh, I was really hoping you were thinking that, too! It only makes sense-but to think! I'd bet our species have similarities that would seem statistically impossible for how far apart we evolved! What are your dietary stap--
[Reel it in, man.]
Sorry. Got a little excited, aha...
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Oh, really? That's. That's statistically astounding...
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... Please. Let's not even go there.
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Never mind. I'm sorry, so you don't know why there's nobody here, right? Except, of course, for a dozen-odd people from somewhere else?