SEPTEMBER TEST DRIVE

[thespaceopera]

THE FALL TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Spring 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!:

September's Star System

Game Details

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

Comments

Dean Winchester, perpetual 15-year-old

[sonuvableep]

[Dean and that glass, man. He doesn't even pause before he's knocking that back like it's water. But he's making stupid faces at his brother, anyway, because they're trapped in a tin can in space and this is so stupidly absurd he'd rather be drowning in a vat of whiskey right now.

Anyway. Something has to stay the same or he's gonna explode and Dean's bringing his jerkface A-game to the table.]

What? [His face is the picture of innocence but he ruins it with a smirk.] That's like Alien 101, man. Little green men, butt probes, and like...chips in your--

[His fingers search around his head and go still as his eyes go wide enough for a full-service tea party.]

Sammy. What the crap is in my head? [He goes quiet and then his expression hits table flipping apocalypse.]

Son of a bitch, did they mind probe me?!

[collegedropout]

What? No. Nobody's probing anybody.

And that's an augment; it's how we all know what we do about the tech. And also how you're able to talk to people who don't speak 21st century English.

[sonuvableep]

...it's in my head, dude, totally counts. I don't care if I can suddenly speak Swahili. That crap ain't right and this is not the Matrix, Neo.

[ He nudges it and then gives it a tentative scratch.]

How do I get if off?

[collegedropout]

You don't.

[Because the last time you tried, you almost bled out, and he had to drag your stupid fricking body to medical to make sure you don't die. But he's not gonna spring that shit on you when your mind's been wiped of memory, or you're from an minorly alternate universe, or something. Instead he shakes his head and sighs.]

If you do, you're pretty much screwing yourself over.

Also, there's a lot of blood.

[sonuvableep]

Sounds like my kinda gig.

[He's joking. Mostly. Dean absently scratches at the augment despite the warning.]

Man, it just. Ugh. [He practically writhes in the jeebus jeebus it's giving him. He looks vaguely around and makes a face.]

Man. Use a damn microchip thing or...something. Don't shove junk up in my head and leave it sticking out. C'mon, asshats. Get your space-age crap together.