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driftfleet_ooc2017-03-10 12:08 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet_ooc2017-03-10 12:08 pm
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SPRING TEST DRIVE
THE SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Fall Test Drive for you Southern Hemisphere folks!)
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!
Helpful Info for Ideas!:
Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in June!
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[Maybe there was a fresh storage somewhere that had things that, well, weren't gel. He decided to explore a little further into the kitchen to find out.]
Well, we've got some... solid stuff in here. Not gel, but still apparently flavored or something.
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[Taverns. Yep. That's what he's gonna call them.]
I suppose we have to work with that we have.
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[His brain associated a "tavern" with something out of a fantasy movie, but he was pretty sure that wasn't what this guy was talking about. It was probably something like this, but with actual staff and upgraded facilities.
Keith went through what there was in the way of "solids" before finding some things that might fit the bill of what they were looking for.]
Well, we have chicken solid and gel, and mushroom gel... but we're a little short on the rest. It looks like most of the solid stuff in here is some sort of protein item... like a meat or something. The gels are apparently just about anything.
[Keith could just imagine the panic Hunk would be going through at such a selection.]
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[H absolutely means bars, but that's a dumb word for them, in his humble opinion. ]
That is a great tragedy. How do they expect people to eat at all? Prisoners are treated better.
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[Because that was what they were called in modern times whether the talking magical candle person liked it or not.]
You got any other ideas? Maybe we should go through and see what we actually have, and then work from there? You know, instead of figuring out that we only have like, half a receipe's worth of ingredients every time.
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[Come on, Keith, a bar is something you prop something else up with, come on. ]
That might be a better idea, mon ami. A half-made dish would be a very sad thing.
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Alright. So, let's see. Since you have all the gel things, you can look and see what's there. I'll check the rest of the solids.
[He started rummaging through them, grouping them by flavor so it was easy to tell which ones they had.]
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Aye aye, mon capitaine!
[And off he goes, rifling through the gels, squinting at the words on them. Honestly, these are awful choices, how can people live with such basic flavours? ]
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Okay... not much to choose from here. I've got chicken, wheat, mixed vegetable, cheddar, spicy chili, teriyaki, peanut butter, cinnamon, chocolate, vanilla, banana, and... "unflavored".
[He said that last word an little uncertainly.]
Why would someone eat something that has no flavor at all?
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[He looks at one candle hand, then the other, then slowly pats them together. Peanuts and butter doth not a pair make???? ]
A very sad and deprived individual. It's tragic to even think about it. A life without flavour.
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[He sniffed at it. Definitely smelled like it. And he tasted it. Yup. Probably the closest thing to the original there was.]
Yeah. Definitely peanut butter.
[Keith couldn't help the small smile at that.]
Man... you'd really get along with my friend.
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[He has no idea. It sounds weird, but pretty much everything he's experienced in the Fleet so far has skewed over to the 'weird' category, so he has to find some give somewhere.
He flashes a wide grin.]
I like to think I get along with most people. [He has to, it's literally his job. ] But it would be nice to meet someone with similar tastes to my own.
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[He shrugged. He wasn't, so it was all good.]
Hunk imagines himself to be something of a gour... gourmet? [He had a specific word for it that was similar, but Keith couldn't really be bothered to remember it right.] But he's really good at it, too. Like, he's been able to take alien ingredients we've never even encountered before, and turn them into something that actually tastes good.
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That is a skill to be really proud of. It is tricky enough to create delicious meals with ingredients you know well. You need to get them at the right season, in the right environments to make a truly perfect dish. To do that with alien foods is incredible.
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Yeah, it's really something.
[He considered the statement about taste buds.]
You know... if the curse gets broken back home, wouldn't that apply to you here, too? So, you might still end up being human again even if you're here instead of home.
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You raise a good point, my friend! Perhaps it will be so, and I'll be human again before I know it.
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Yeah.
{OOC: Look like a good place to call it?}