thespaceopera: (transmission)
Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] 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!:
  • March's Star System
  • Game Details

    Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in June!
  • heeldrop: (or we could NOT do that)

    [personal profile] heeldrop 2017-03-14 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
    A water puzzle, not yet. But an abandoned tomb that had a weird series of levers, yes, she's dealt with that. And the creatures inside quite handily.

    Even if she doesn't have anything to junction right now, she's pretty confident in herself. But she lets the woman with the glaive go first, swimming herself after her.

    The spikes get her giving a little startled noise, but neither of them get hurt so that's a success. She watches them retreat in, and then snap down again after a few moments.

    "Well, that ain't too bad. How fast can you swim?"

    She squints at the spikes, trying to see how long they stay up. If there's something Quistis hammered into her head, it was waiting until she had enough info. And she was better about it without people to goad her about.
    stormfist: (i'll be as honest as you let me)

    [personal profile] stormfist 2017-03-16 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
    "Uh. Average?" A beat. "Hell if I know, never had to speed-swim, or anything. We sure there's no off switch?"

    You keep squinting at those spikes, lady. She's going to start poking her nose around, examining every (safe to reach) nook and cranny of the little entranceway, looking for anything remotely off. Or useful. Or anything.