SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME

[spaceshipit]

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.

Helpful Info for Ideas!:

April's Star System

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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!

Comments

have a Cousland; B

[bryces_pup]

[Maker, she would know that voice from anywhere. That distinct educated tone that always managed to hide a veneer of sneer. Well, almost always.

Riona turns and heads towards the source, bracing herself for the encounter. Ten to one, Morrigan would not know her. It pained her, though perhaps in some ways that was a good thing.

She finds her at a vendor, snarling at the poor man. Riona rolls her eyes and withholds a sigh. Oh, Morrigan. Whatever will they do with you?]

The air here is polluted. You take in a few breaths while you chomp on his arm, you'll get sick. Hardly worth the effort.

Re: have a Cousland; B

[tistrue]

[Hiding? Who is hiding? Morrigan doesn't thinly veil anything except her personal bits.]

But which, do you think, is more polluted? The air or the flesh? The smell from both is fetid.

[There is naught but a glimmer of recognition, something was there but it was not entirely familiar. Just sort of the way one generally recognizes someone with a similar background.]

[bryces_pup]

[...she was trying to be nice!!]

Well, the air is proven polluted. The flesh is up for debate. It depends on how much you're willing to gamble, I suppose.

[Maker she actually kind of missed Morrigan's scathing remarks about every other thing.]

[tistrue]

[Nice? Nice... oh yes that useless thing that only ever found them more work, more threats and less reward?]

I shan't test the rest then, no desire to make myself ill more than the general area makes me already.

[How could you not miss this little ray of sunshine?]

[bryces_pup]

[Hey, being nice has netted them some free stuff! And, you know, gratitude!]

Smart woman.

[Yes, the sweet little dark, pessimistic ball of sunshine and... spiders.]

You are a new face around here. Have you just arrived recently on the fleet?

[tistrue]

[Yes, yes, yes but they've also been clingy and touchy and sickeningly praiseful. And then heaped on another helping of "Please do this" or "My baby is lost!" or "Kittens in tress what ever shall we do?"]

I always am, tis my nature.

[Large spiders, and bears.]

Only very recently, this place is...not like the wilds nor any of the towns I have seen upon my recent travels.

[bryces_pup]

[LIKE THEY CAN'T NOT HELP KITTENS, MORRIGAN. GOSH.]

No, it seems quite different from what most are used to, myself included. Our "host" doesn't seem to quite much care, though. Fortunately, you adjust in time.

[tistrue]

[Foul mewling things.]

Ah the words of an optimist, you will adjust.But what if I do not wish to?

[bryces_pup]

[Killjoy.]

Then you don't, and your time here will be harder than necessary.

[tistrue]

[Don't limit her.

She kills many things.]

When has my time ever been made easy? I harbor no delusions on the fate I will endure, nor the pain it will bring to me.

[bryces_pup]

I do not know. Has your time ever been made easy?

[She totally knows the answer, but, well she's got to maintain appearances and pretend she has no clue.]