SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME

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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

Got someone you want to try out before you app? Well this is the post for it! Feel free to use anything that fits in the setting of Drift Fleet! Want to play bumper shuttles? Want to go wild in a med bay? Play around with the current plot? Have at it!

Threads from the Test-Drive may be made game "canon" but DO NOT count toward AC!

FOR NEW PLAYERS: You DO NOT NEED an invite to participate in the TEST DRIVE! If you decide to APP into the game, ONLY THEN will you need an invite from a current player! Applications for new players open April 1st.

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From now on, Test Drives will be posted SEASONALLY (or every three months!). So the next one will be posted in the summer!

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Clark Kent | DCU

[anewhope]

[ a - shopping for masks ]

[ Clark felt . . . oddly weak. It wasn't a bad sensation, just a new one. He glanced at the sky with a thoughtful frown. He remembered his father Jor-El telling him about the sun's rays and how they nourish his body. Is this what it meant to be away from Earth?

He's not sure how he feels. Delicately, he picks up one of the masks. He wasn't holding back but it remained in one piece. Is this how it felt . . . to be completely human?

Without thinking, he applied extra pressure. Not even a crack. He can't help but grin a little.

Until it breaks. Then that grin turns a little sheepish and he faces the shopkeeper. ]

Sorry. Er, how much is it again?

[ b - fight club ]

[ He's not entirely sure how he found himself here. Not that it mattered. There were always people who took his size and strength personally. As if Clark stood for all the better people of the world. Still, it was hard to keep up appearances and pretend that he was helpless. So he did his best to fake the blows and punches.

Hopefully, they'll get bored when they realize he's not fighting back, he thought to himself as one guy tried to throw him against the wall. Key emphasis on "tried". ]

[ c - wildcard ]

A

[passingthrough]

[Kitty noticed him testing the mask. At least to her way of thinking he was testing the mask endurance and not his own strength. She waits until he's done with the shopkeeper to catch his attention.] Just really hoping to buy a broken mask today or are you afraid they won't hold up?

[anewhope]

[ He smiles, still sheepish. ]

No, I accidentally broke it. It's only fair that I buy it now. "Once broke, consider sold."

[passingthrough]

Oh, is that what accidents look like? I think they're different in my world. [The sarcasm is strong with this one.] Are you with the fleet too? [He didn't really look like the locals.]

[anewhope]

[ Too bad, he's fairly impervious to that. ]

Yes. I've just arrived.

[passingthrough]

I'm Kitty. Pilot on the Windrose.

[anewhope]

I'm Clark. I'm on [ Some ship who even knows. ]. Security detail.

A

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Karra keeps seeing this man out of the corner of her eye. he seems just familiar enough without being exactly familiar. she can't put her finger on it, but she can't help herself. She's drawn to watching him. she tries to cover it by browsing stuff, but she notices when he breaks the mask ]

Watch it there, strong man.

[ it's joking, and a little impressed ]

[anewhope]

[ He chuckles softly before handing it back to the disgruntled shopkeeper. ]

I'm going to get banned, aren't I?

[takingkarabusiness]

If you do, I promise to launder goods your way.

Hopefully you wanted that one anyway.

[anewhope]

I appreciate the offer.

[ He glances back at the other masks. He's not even sure he needs it, but it would be a glaring sign to his identity. ]

Hopefully, they'll still let me try one.

[takingkarabusiness]

Maybe if you don't make it a habit.

And hey, if it broke that easily, maybe you didn't want it anyway?

My name's Kara, by the way. Kara Danvers. Are you new to the Fleet?

[anewhope]

I just arrived. The name's Clark.

[ He holds his hand out, politely. ]

B

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Somehow, Kirk had ended up down here too. It was second time after that one bully thought he could pick on Kirk and Kirk had soundly routed him with a literal kick to his ass. He wasn't even trying to get into trouble this time, honest! He began to wonder if Pike's final parting wisdom to him was coming back to haunt him. The old man's ghost out to keep teaching him a lesson.

It wasn't hard to pick out that everyone was having trouble against one man in the arena. He was less indestructible, but excellent self-defense meant he was doing just fine holding his own as he sidled his way over to Clark. ]</sub>

So, what are you in for?

_{[ He made no move to attack him, and in fact knocked back a potential attacker with a quick sweep of his leg, dropping the man. ]}

I swear, no one has manners anymore.

[anewhope]

[ He pushes his glasses back on carefully. He's gotten good at faking, but he's not that good. Usually, a few seconds in Clark's time is enough to dissuade bullies not to try their luck. ]

I think I might have bumped someone.

[universal_charm]

You too?

<sub>[ He glanced at him in surprise and then around the others in the arena, eyes critical. ]

If it's this one guy I'm thinking of, clearly he didn't lean anything from when I put my boot up his ass the last time. Not that it looked like you were really having a problem.</sub>

[anewhope]

I doubt it. This is pretty normal.

[ Clark has always gotten into fights. Too quiet, too gifted, too strong. All the things people want and yearn for, and look on, jealous. And he can't tell the truth. He pretends to slip a little before straightening. ]

I have a way with people.

[universal_charm]

_{[ Kirk reached out to help catch him on instinct, sizing up the remaining competitors. He had no intention of going back in the mud if he could help it, and he wouldn't want to see the other man end up in it either. The stuff go everywhere. ]}

What do you say to a team up? I'd rather not be in here longer than I have to be. I'll buy you a beer for the trouble later - or tea or wine, whatever your poison is.

[anewhope]

[ That sounds like a terrible plan, especially if he wants to keep his powers a secret. But he couldn't exactly leave this man here. Quickly, he gauges how well he can attack without letting on that he's . . . special before nodding. ]

Deal.

[ When the men attack, Clark moves almost gingerly. Like rainwater in the forest. His movements are curt, precise and swift but he keeps his palms open, no fists and uses his opponent's momentum against them. ]

C

[neversets]

[ The big give away that Apollo isn't normal is the fact that the mud half caking his body is clearly drying and cracking like it were in the direct sunlight, whereas the two people he's already shoved into the mud are sitting on the sidelines damp and muddy and most distinctly not most dried.

The crowd is dispersing and Apollo is starting to brush off the dirt. ]

Hey. Do a guy a favour? I have no idea how much of this gunk I still have on me, is it off my face at least?

[anewhope]

[ He smiles faintly, polite. A little mud is a small price to pay to keeping his identity hidden. ]

It looks like your face made it in one piece.

[neversets]

[ It draws a brilliant smile from Apollo. He's a friendly guy. ]

My pretty face is fairly un-bustable, luckily. Anyway, mud wrestling... not anyone should be drawing blood from it. Unless you're doing it very wrong.

[anewhope]

Is that what this is?

[ The tone is a little dry. Last he checked, mud wrestling didn't involve grudge matches and trying to slam people into walls. ]

[neversets]

Well... more or less. Admittedly, the last time I did I was wearing less and it ended in a shared shower, but I'm pretty sure it's still meant to be relatively harmless.

[ He resists the urge to scoop mud off the other man and stripe it down his nose. ]

You want some help drying that off so it can be brushed off?

[anewhope]

[ His expression crinkles, like he doesn't know whether to be mildly scandalized or amused. ]

I think I'll be fine. Thank you.