☆ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ 01 ☆

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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 first 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. 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: The Illyria isn't a big ship, so the mess hall isn't very large, but there's room for a few tables with chairs, and there's a bank of replicators along one of the walls. You can ask for anything you want, from a simple cup of coffee to turducken to some nice fresh gagh. Looks like some other new arrival is having some trouble with their machine, though. Gonna give them a hand? Or maybe you've gotten your plate of food, but the only open seat is at an occupied table--perhaps introductions are in order. Mingle! These are going to be your crewmates for a long time, it seems.

C. Going up? Man, this ship is a mess! That trip across all those galaxies sure did a good job wrecking things. You're not sure about these turbolift things, but it beats climbing ladders and crawling through tubes to get to the other decks. 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, now what? Do you and your company try and fix the lift? Do you try and call for help? Do you crawl up into the shaft and try and make your way to another deck through the Jefferies tubes? 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!

Comments

[agathaheterodyne]

Stitch was a very construct name, though it was odd for him to be called stitch when he had no visible ones. Still who was she to judge?

Nice to meet you, Stitch. I'm Agatha..." she hesitated then. To use her last name, or to not? Before Paris, she wouldn't have, or would have gone with Clay. But... Well, it was hard to hide who you were in Paris. At least if you were on half the billboards and book shops. "Heterodyne."

[ohanaisfamily]

"Nice to meet you too, Agatha" He'd never met anyone that didn't have an extra terrestrial or Hawaiian name before, but he wasn't about to judge. He wasn't exactly needed to hide what he was here, which was amazing mind you.

"I like your last name!" It was cool, to him, after all.

[agathaheterodyne]

She grinned a bit at that, sipping her drink. "I think I do too," she said. And it surprised her. Her feelings about her last name - her family, their reputation, her father - she didn't usually know how to feel about it, there were too many conflicting stories. Few memories. But knowing the Castle, seeing her people... it helped her have a sense of who she came from. And if her father and brother could overcome countless generations of evil mad scientists to become hero mad scientists, surely she could overcome her mother in her head and do the same.

For the people of Mechanicsburg, For Tarvek if he still lived, for whatever was left of Gil, for herself, and FOR SCIENCE! Mostly, for SCIENCE.

[ohanaisfamily]

Stitch drank at his own, the one he wanted, tail wagging a bit behind him happy to have made a friend, it seems, already. "Where are you from?"

[agathaheterodyne]

Now there was a loaded question. Saying Beetlesburg was easy, and she almost said it. It was where she lived since her uncle vanished, until the day she was kidnapped. But it wasn't home, couldn't ever be home. Not like Mechanicsburg was. Is. Is home. Except Mechanicsburg is currently under timelock. And she'd been there a week or two. Maybe. Possibly only a day or two. As Dimo would say, time is relative. If she just said Europa, did that acknowledge the Baron's hold over her?

She sighed a bit. "I... don't know anymore..." she murmured...