☆ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ 02 ☆

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Welcome, cadets! Wanna dip your toes in the pool? Have a new character you wanna try out? Interested in the setting but not sure if your character's a good fit? Welcome to the second official Test Drive Meme for Illyria, for all your test drive needs! There are a few prompts for you to choose from below, or you can make up your own starter if none of the choices tickle your fancy. Threads from this meme can be counted as game canon if you like, if you apply and are accepted, so you don't have to meet someone again for the first time. Reserves are open at this time, and applications will be open September 8th thru 12th. Have fun!

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A. Arrival: You wake up disoriented, finding yourself on what appears to be a medical bed. As you try and sit up, a young woman with blond hair pulled up in a tight bun stops you, urging you to take it easy. You were found in the cargo bay unconscious with a few other people, and while she's not sure where you came from or how you got here, you're here for the long haul, now. As you look around, you see a few other people in beds like the one you're lying on--do you recognize anyone from home? Or are these people complete strangers? Do any of them know what's going on, or how you got here? The only way to find out is to ask them!

B. Mealtime: While the Illyria has been mostly repaired, there are still some systems that aren't quite back at 100%. Unfortunately, one of these systems runs the replicators in the mess hall. Every order, no matter what you have requested, will result in a nice squirmy plate of Bithool gagh. Hope you're hungry!

C. Going up? You're not sure about these turbolift things, but it beats climbing ladders and crawling through tubes to get to the other decks. Besides, the ship is all fixed now, right? Surely you won't get stuck in it again. As you step into the lift, maybe there's someone already in there--or maybe someone steps in after you, but either way, you're not alone as the lift begins to ascend. Things seem to be going well for a moment, and then there's a loud screeching sound and the lights go dark as the lift stops dead in its shaft. Well, shit. Looks like this lift still needs a bit of work. Do you and your company try and fix the lift? Do you call for help? Do you crawl up into the shaft and try and make your way to another deck through the Jefferies tubes, possibly while humming the theme from Mission: Impossible? Who knows what peril may lie in the corridors between decks--do you take the risk, or wait to be rescued? Time to see if you're Starfleet material or not!

D. Excusez-moi? Maybe you dropped your communicator, or maybe you found the switch that makes it speak nothing but Spanish like Buzz Lightyear, but for some reason or another, your Universal Translator just isn't cutting the mustard. Be it Spanish, French, Klingon, or Vulcan, you just have no idea what this person in front of you is saying. Well, just walking away would be awfully rude, but how do you communicate with someone you can't understand??

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[ganbarimashu]

"A-ahh, you don't have to be so formal, Mister Harry," she says quickly, waving a hand. "Just Ruby is fine." She is much younger than he is, for one thing, but if anybody is 'Miss Kurosawa', it would be her elder sister. Dia is everything a proper young woman from a prominent family should be: she's confident, talented, and beautiful. Ruby is just... well, Ruby.

As he fiddles with the panel in the wall, Ruby inches closer, her hands still up by her chest. She's rather curious, to be honest. She's never had much of an aptitude for technical things, but they're very interesting, and all the colored wires are just so pretty! They look like a beautiful colored braid or something. Feeling a little braver now that the topic of interest is something besides her, Ruby moves a little bit closer and drops to a crouch near him, squinting at the wiring and then peering at the fried circuit in awe. It looks kind of like charcoal from a hibachi.

"Operations Officer?" she echoes, glancing up at him. "That sounds pretty important. This has happened to you before, though?" She looks somewhat apologetic. "That's kind of scary--you must be a very brave man, to have survived something like this!"

[neverpromoted]

"Ruby, then." He says it with an absentminded edge as he peers through the circuitry. The most obvious problem is, of course, the fried circuit, but something had to cause that -- so, even if he had a replacement circuit in his pocket, he can't just throw it in there. Whatever caused this would just do it all over again. He pulls the circuit, pokes around a few wires, and leans back with a sigh... and then a smile.

"Well, yeah. I've been stuck in a lift before. That was a prank, though." He shrugs, blushing a little because brave man? Really? That's... okay, that's more than he usually gets. "But plenty of things have happened, so I've generally pretty good at figure this stuff out. I think I jerry-rig a rewire around that fried component. It'll be enough to get us out of here and then I actually fix this thing."