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TEST DRIVE MEME ( 002 )
Test Drive Meme #2
Hello, and welcome to LifeAftr! We’re pleased that you’re expressing an interest in the game. Here, you can test the waters, gauge how your character may fare in the world of LifeAftr, and even gain some in-game incentives, if you so choose.
Remember that Reserves will open on August 17th and that Applications will open on August 24th!
Two important notes:
Remember that Reserves will open on August 17th and that Applications will open on August 24th!
1. LifeAftr's test drives take place on the island of Mu, which exists apart from the real world and possesses a dream-like quality that characters are innately aware of from the moment they appear on its shores. No need to panic or fret. Dreams are odd things, after all - and anything can happen in them. Why would anyone question where their mind chooses to wander in its sleep?
2. Due to the nature of Mu, threads in our test drive can not only be accepted as thread samples in your application, but can be accepted as game canon as well. In fact, certain choices your character makes in Mu have the potential to bear in-game consequences, largely in the form of test drive reward items.
I'm on a Boat
The rhythmic rocking may be soothing to start with - perhaps reminiscent of how an infant might feel, rocked in the cradle. Well, up until you wake up long enough to take stock of your surroundings. You're on a flimsy wooden raft, comprised of logs lashed together with straw-like twine. You're surrounded by water on four sides, with the only landmass for miles rearing like an inkblot on the horizon.
Right - and you're not alone, either. You have a raftmate, and they're probably just as shocked and displeased to be here as you are. Good thing the boat appears to have come with a pair of oars - as well as a pair of very large butcher knives.
Those, ah...are probably just for survival's sake.
Probably. Though that's rather up to you, isn't it?
The Beast of the Bay
A roaring bonfire, the sound of waves lapping up against the sand, the uniform dark blanketing all but the orange glow of the embers at your feet - what more could you ask for? Those who huddle around the flames for warmth will find themselves oddly compelled to make something of the setting. It's simply too perfect to resist.
It's time, once again, to tell a story.
In fact, your lives may very well depend on it. As long as there is silence, the fires begin to dim, and the flames sink low. And in the distance, you swear you can hear...a snarling, a liquid yip-growl of a great stalking thing with slavering jaws. Maybe you glimpse it in the corner of your eye, dark-furred and clawed with golden slits for eyes that glow like molten amber.
For as long as your fire burns, you're safe. But you'll need a story to fuel it...and if the story is insufficient, if it's more lie than it is truth, then there's a beast that's hungry for your failure.
Get Spelunked On
The caves built into the cliffs lining the beach may be imposing, but you're going to need protection from the elements, and you might not have much choice if you want to last the night. In you inevitably go - or maybe you simply wake up there, having bypassed the need for a raft and a bad-tempered boatmate.
Never fear if you lack a natural means of producing light - it seems that there's all manner of round, glowing orbs buried in the ceiling of each sea cave. Isn't that thoughtful?
Glowgrubs are pale, wormlike creatures that like to dangle from the ceiling like very peculiar stalactites. Most don't grow any larger than two or three feet, but they can be remarkably fast on the ground when they like to be - and they do like to be, when there are intruders afoot. Armed with fanged mouths on both ends of their slightly striated bodies, glowgrubs can deliver a nasty bite that, while not fatal, is dangerous in its own right.
Those who succumb to the bite of a glowgrub will find themselves drawn, trancelike, to deep water. But while a glowgrub can survive submerging itself in those murky depths for hours at a time, most oxygen-breathing creatures cannot.
So don't go wandering about all alone, all right?
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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There again, it sounds like this dude does too. Which is interesting. Something she's definitely making a note of, for future reference. ]
None besides me here that I've seen yet. I don't know. The whole world I was in before kind of went to Hell in a hand-basket near the end there, so.
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[Though his world went to Hell long before he was ever born into it.]
Well. Congrats on escaping the monster.
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Yeah, [ she huffs. ] Wish I could say the same for the others.
My name's Rose, by the way. You?
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[He nods to her.]
People have a way of bouncin' back. I know that pretty well. Even if you've lost a lot of people to that thing or whatever other tragedies, there's always some who survive. You're livin' proof.
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Didn't really ask to be. Well. Not this time, anyway. But here I am, I guess.
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He doesn't butter her up or try to console her. He knows that'll just come off patronizing.
He just glances at the fire.]
Looks like the fire wants more stories. How 'bout this one? Everyone loves a dog story.
You ever seen a cyberdog?