SPRING TEST DRIVE

[thespaceopera]

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!:

March's Star System

Game Details

Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in June!

Comments

tommy maximoff | house of m / battle world

[mutriarchy]

network.

[ So there are a number of things you shouldn't do. Steal candy from babies, ignore old ladies who need help crossing the street, and last but not least, leave Thomas Shepherd unsupervised. The speedster flips the camera around to show off a cheeky grin, Tommy's hair is even more disheveled and flyaway than usual. ]

HeysoIwascheckingouttheshipandfiguredHEYwhynotdoalittlevlogabout, y'know, alittletalkandwalk. [ Pause. Right. ] And then I remembered that I have, y'know, a job here. And that job means unmitigated access to all this cool sh- junk, right? Right. So why not test the limits and see what I can do.

[ He swings the camera around to show off "what he can do". It's... well. It has a lot of buttons. And it's glowing. And kind of cobbled together. ]

Are you ready, ship? Because we officially have ourselves an emergency [ he presses a button, kicking off a brilliant chain reaction... across the entire ship. ] party button!

Ending here with a reminder that non-powered subjugation is not cool, and oh yeah, you all are awesome, annnd finally, this can't be disabled by anyone other than the one who initiated it. Later!

[ladybro]

-- Oh, jeez. I pity your ship.

[ hi, tommy. this isn't awkward at all. ]

[mutriarchy]

Why? This is about to become the most popular ship in the fleet. [ Love his decision making, Kate. ] I'll save you a dance.

[ Because clearly hamfisted flirting should come before any and all serious talk. Or replace it entirely. ]

[ladybro]

[ who needs talk? seriously, not her. she's happy over here in denial-land. there's a lot she doesn't want to talk about. ]

Not to that song, you won't.

[mutriarchy]

I'm open to requests.

[ladybro]

I'll go out on a limb and guess you probably don't have Elgar's Op.85 for cello.

[ well now she's just being difficult. ]

[mutriarchy]

Can't say I have it on hand. That's pretty depressing for a party, don't you think?

[ladybro]

No more or less depressing than the I–V–vi–IV chord progression in every Top 40 song ever written.

[mutriarchy]

It doesn't have to be good to dance to.

[ladybro]

It does if it's gonna be the first one we've danced to in so very long a while.

[mutriarchy]

Alright, well if you put it like that...

[ Give him a second then. What is having musical standards. He's had about all he can endure of the classics, thanks. this will start filtering in over the stereos before too long. ]

[ladybro]

Better.

[ truth is, she'd love to let loose and cut a rug. it's hard to find a good party in the fleet. well, outside of holidays. ]

[mutriarchy]

You ready to come get down to the beat?

[ladybro]

[ damn. she knows she ought to say no; tommy's not always a great influence. but, hey, he's fun. and kate could use some fun. so she tamps down some clint-shaped angst and grabs her jacket. ]

Maybe. Sure. [ ... ] Gimme a sec -- can Lucky come?

[ look, she's inherited the old mutt. ]

[mutriarchy]

More the merrier, I guess. Who's Lucky?

[ Not that he'd really say no. Tommy is many things, but he's not that kinda guy. ]

[ladybro]

My dog. [ a beat. ] Kinda my dog.

[mutriarchy]

Kinda?

[ Maybe it's best not to pry. ]

Yeah, sure, bring him over.

[ladybro]

I inherited him. It's a whole thing. [ she's not afraid to tell the story; quite the opposite.

kate heads for the shuttle bay, clearly keen to keep the broadcast open while she commutes. ]

[mutriarchy]

Things are never good. Who from?

[ladybro]

Clint. I mean -- I was always, like, the dog's fun aunt before hand. But after Clint left? Lucky stayed.

[spacebro]

Wow. Why don't all the ships have that? [No, it really seems like a good idea to him now.]

[mutriarchy]

They could. For a fee.

[spacebro]

I was told you're not supposed to use power for personal gain and this feels close enough to a power. [Does he agree with that theory? Well, it doesn't matter from this side of it.]

[mutriarchy]

What?

[ What the hell kind of logic is that. Tommy's boggled for a minute, trying to think of anyone who would declare that a thing in Genosha. He and Billy abided by using their powers for good, of course, but not using them for his own gain felt... crazy. ]

Dude, use what the good lord Doom gave you. Just don't hurt or belittle anybody with it.

[spacebro]

Okay, she might have said it because I was beating someone up, but in my defense I had been paid to do it. [This is a good defense, right?] And he was remiss in his gambling debts.