aftr_ooc | TEST DRIVE MEME ( 014 )

Test Drive Meme #14

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 Applications on August 24th!

Two important notes:

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.

One Magic Night
The waves are aglow. That might not be the first thing you notice when you wake, but it will probably draw your attention at some point: the way the sea foam glistens with an effervescent light as it rinses the beach in a crystalline, deep blue shimmer. Further out, lurid explosions of color ripple soundlessly beneath the waves - an underwater fireworks show. The atmosphere is peaceful, a blissed-out calm to suit the lazy lap of the surf-spray against the sand.

Maybe turning around will shed a little more light on the situation. What this is, in fact, is the echo of a celebration that was held on Ensō back in June. Torches and campfires crackle with a merry, companionable blaze, and there is food and drink in abundance - including some of the alcoholic persuasion, for those of you who are over the age of twenty-one.

There is, naturally, all sorts to do in a celebration like this. Friendly sparring matches have sprung up along the shoreline; beach cushions and blankets decorate the party site; coconut shells laden with bioluminscent body paint can be dipped into at will, if you fancy shining like a glowstick throughout the artificial night.

Just because you've got no idea how you got here doesn't mean you can't enjoy a good party while it lasts, right?

Growing Pains
The island you've ended up on today is very, very beautiful, particularly if you're a botanist: it's covered in flowers of all sorts. They grow in rich clumps, seemingly at odds with any sense of convention. Here, you can find common dandelions flowering alongside tropical strelitzias, snowdrops spangled beside water lilies. No matter the impossibility of it, despite the discrepancies of seasons and temperatures in which these specimens should be blooming, you'll find that nearly every species can be found represented, flowering in tandem. It's gorgeous. Breathtaking, even.

There's only one problem.

That problem being that the flowers are growing out of you as well.

As might be obvious, this is not exactly a pleasant sensation. There is, in fact, a full list of rather painful symptoms that has been very well-documented of late. All you have to worry about in particular, however, is what has caused these flowers to take root in you in the first place:

Lies.

Is there something you need to get off your chest? Some confession that's aching to be made? Some guilt or regret that you've repressed, that's been dragging you down for years?

Then you'd better get to it. Those flowers aren't leaving unless you spill. And if you'd rather not, well...they're more than happy to fertilize the earth with what's left of you.

Hoo Ha Ha
Stop us if you've heard this one: you and some stranger wake up on a boat. There are no landmasses in sight, and nothing as far as the eye can see but lapping waves and a peaceful, periwinkle, cloudless sky. It's good weather for sailing. Perfect, in fact. There's even a tight breeze that might helpfully guide you along.

The punchline, of course, is the fact that you're surrounded by sharks.

Sorry, did we say sharks? We meant tigersharks, of the most literal sort possible. Part fish and part feline, these dual-headed beasts are summarily more naturally carnivorous and more aggressive than your bog standard tigers or sharks. They're wickedly fast in the water, and just as lethal on land.

And they're currently trying to climb aboard; armed with four sharp-clawed legs, they're more than capable of doing exactly that unless you can fend them off.

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Well, yeah, I think I do have a better idea.

[ weiss. stop that. ann frowns as she keeps on picking, and she's tempted to reach out and grab her hands to stop her, but... ]

We should ask around and see if anyone knows what's going on. What if there're locals here or something?

And what would the locals know? This is probably some Grimm disease, and this isn't Remnant.

[This is starting to ruin her clothes... so maybe Weiss should stop.]

A cure? Probably?

[ ann can't take it anymore. she puts a hand over weiss'--sorry, you're a total stranger but she can't help it--and she frowns. ]

Stop picking at them, okay? You're just going to open up your wounds even more. C'mon, let's go see if we can talk to anyone.

[Weiss is a little startled at having a stranger grab her hands. But it's okay. No more picking. Even if she really wants to.]

.... fine. But if there is no cure, I'm going back to what I was doing. [She kneels down and picks up her rapier, putting it on her belt.] Let's go.

That's fair.

[ she gives weiss a little smile until she starts coughing again, flowers spilling out from her lips. she grimaces, groaning from the pain, but lets go of weiss' hands and follows her. ]

I'm Ann, by the way. Ann Takamaki.

[It always seems to be when someone else throws up, or in this case coughs up flowers, that it happens to whoever is with them. Weiss is racked with a cough out of disgust, glaring at the gold, black, and red petals in her hand. Yang, Blake, Ruby.... that's what the colors remind her of.]

W-Weiss Schnee.

[Ugh. Can these flowers stop? At least while they're exploring?]

Nice to meet you. I'm sorry the circumstances couldn't have been better.

[ she frowns, but she follows weiss. she makes it a good way across the shore before she starts coughing up more petals, too, letting daisy petals fall onto the sand that are covered in her own blood. ann frowns, brushing a hand through her hair. ]

I can't believe this...

If the circumstances were better, I'd be back home right now.

[Blood covered petals... Don't think Weiss didn't notice that.]

How come you're coughing up blood and I'm just coughing up petals? We both have the same disease, right?

Who knows? Maybe I have it worse than you do.

[ she doesn't sound too thrilled about that. really. ]

Don't worry about me, though. I-I'll be fine.

[ ...that only makes a new set of flowers burst out from her neck, though. ann stops in place and starts coughing up petals, holding her neck, pain searing through her throat. ] What the hell...

[She's about to snap that maybe she isn't worried. Maybe she doesn't care. That would be rude at the moment, though, so she holds her tongue.

Which is loosened as she gasps and stares at the blossoms protruding from Ann's neck.]

W-What...! Okay, this is really messed up now! You might be dead before we even find anyone! [She takes Ann's hand and tugs her along as she looks around with a quiet panic.] There has gotta be someone here who knows what's causing this!

What?! Who said anything about dying?!

[ despite herself, ann is very set on making out of this hellhole alive. even if yelling that strains her throat and gets her to cough again. bad idea, but she's hoping she got the point across anyway.

she lets weiss take her hand and drag her around. ]

Hey, do you even know where we are right now?

You have flowers coming out of your neck! Of course you're dying!

[DUH! It makes sense to her at least.

Weiss huffs as she looks back at Ann.]

No. But it's better than standing around and waiting for someone to come along. There's not knights in shining armor here, and a Huntress never leaves someone behind!

It doesn't mean I'm dying, it just means something's-- [ she coughs, but no petals come up this time. ] wrong with me.

...What's a Huntress?

Whatever is wrong with you is killing you. [Killing Weiss, too. She doesn't cough this time, but she gasps in pain as she feels a sharp stinging in her right ear. It stops after a moment and she gingerly reaches up, feeling the start of a branch poking out. At least she can still hear out of the other ear for now...]

A-A Huntress is someone who hunts and eliminates Grimm. We keep people in Remnant and the other kingdoms safe from them.

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