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Test Drive Meme #18

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 December 17th! Due to the holiday season, Applications will be opening on December 26th, with an app period shifted to end on January 2nd instead of the usual timeframe!

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.

Upsy Wars: Revenge of the Lift
Over the past sixteen months, adventurers have adjusted to the sight of a wide variety of odd and fantastical creatures, some friendlier than others. Of the more ferocious, it's wise to consider giving them a wide berth - from the indomitable fustercluck to living black holes to the deadly contagious quartzalcoatls. However, only one predator has gained the dubious title of "that weird flying mouth thing."

Invasive to LifeAftr, Upsy the elevator is not satisfied with haunting the memories of those who encountered it during its arrival in July. Now it's here to haunt your dreams, too! While capable of speech and some style of sentience on its home world, it seems LifeAftr has yet to agree with a machine that is equal parts flesh and metal. Driven to silence by whatever forces this world has exposed it to, Upsy is driven by one, basic instinct, and one alone.

To give you a lift, whether you want it or not.

Upsy’s attacks are abrupt and immediate. Swooping down from the sky, it will collect as many living things in its mouth as can fit, before closing its doors and soaring away. Want to leave? Don't worry; Upsy has no intentions of keeping you, or digesting you. Release from that fleshy mouth prison is as immediate as the initial attack. We hope you enjoy flying, because Upsy can spit even the heaviest of creatures a good hundred feet away from itself, at any altitude. Do look out below.

The Emoji Movie
Communication on the islands currently consists of Stones of Far Speech, a relatively adaptable system that is open to requests and suggestions for improvement. One such request has been met with a small bout of confusion, however; as adaptable as the Storyteller attempts to be, you kids with your mobile phones and your texting and emojis get a little beyond them, sometimes.

Beyond Mu as well, it seems.

When you asked for emojis, this is what you wanted, right? Exclusive to Mu, Emojees come in a variety of shapes and sizes; from knee-high yellow orbs with rows of sharp teeth that simply cannot stop laughing, to horse-sized poop emojees that - well. One can guess. Numbering in the hundreds and intending to convey their meaning by any means possible, it's a good idea to avoid prolonged contact with these happy little abominations.

The taller, more objective emojees will simply try to absorb those attached to them in an effort to become even larger, but the smaller infect their prey with the emotions they portray, influencing them into the perfect emotional state for consumption.

In hindsight, this is probably not what the children actually wanted...

Close enough.

Let It Go Snow
LifeAftr may be primarily tropical, but that doesn't mean some of its creatures don't appreciate a good white Christmas - and a white rest of the year, at that.

Gelfs are one such species. While they may be visually reminiscent of Santa's Little Helpers, these small creatures aren't about to start handing out presents. Having snuck onto Mu's metaphysical shores at the beginning of the month, these little critters have immediately set about doing what they do best - spreading ice and snow across the island, in increasingly hazardous quantities.

As the influence of the gelfs settles across Mu, it's quite possible that the abrupt cold snap will lead to severe consequences for any adventurous guests, unless you enjoy the prospect of an avalanche waiting to happen Now may be the best time to hunt these gelfs down, before such disaster can occur.

For those uninterested in massacring a local creature population (again), you may as well enjoy this winter wonderland while it lasts. Ice skating, snowball fights - and for those in the know, the time-honored competition to create the best dabbing ice sculpture. If you're lucky, you might even find a container of piping hot wassail - spiced apple cider - laying around.

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snowman's land

[ Gelfs? Never heard of them. While some may decide murder is the answer to these frigid little blighters, Sans is pretty chill with the cold snap and whatever these little creatures are that are its cause. It's easy to be when you're dreaming and you know it. ]

[ Building snowmen and forts to defend against frozen missiles could be fun. Sounds like a lot of work with little payoff. There's something funny about taking a nap when he's certain he's already asleep, though, which makes it the obvious choice. So someone might happen upon Sans as he gradually becomes one with a snow drift, a snoring figure covered in a growing layer of white flakes. ]

[ If someone's noisy enough to wake him, Sans won't bother sitting up or dust off the snow. He offers: ]

Hey pal. Wanna buy a snow cone?

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want something else? hmu on any of my contacts on my profile

[ acxa isn't really sure how to partake in any of these activities. namely because she doesn't really know what it means to relax and have fun. her life revolves around war with little to no downtime. so...it's strange, being in an environment where people are so relaxed like this.

she hears someone underneath a snow drift, however, and her first thought is that someone's trapped under there. she starts to dig, hoping to get them out; but she's promptly stopped by a voice.

.... ]

...No. [ ??? ] I'm going to get you out.

[ Oh. Well, if she's going to do the work of digging him out, don't let him stop her. Besides, sincere helpfulness generally endears people. Mostly Sans is just too lazy to bother though. ]

That's considerate. You sure you don't wanna snow cone? At this rate, I'd throw it in for free.

[ The removal of the snow reveals something that doesn't look human (that also excludes present company), sitting there giving her a grin. ]

Heya.

I'm sure.

[ snow cones don't sound edible or flavorful. not that acxa is picky about her food--you'll take whatever you can get when you're fighting for your survival--but.

she digs the stranger out of the snow, and... ]

...You're a skeleton.

[ well then. talking skeletons aren't a species she's ever come across before. ]

Bingo.

[ Since his definition of a snow cone is a snowball for sale without syrup or anything, it can scarcely be called food. ]

Thanks for saving me the trouble of digging myself out. Seems like it was snow problem for you.

[ He would have decided it was too much trouble and kept on sleeping. Putting out the skeletal hand that he'd kept in his pocket, the skeleton offers it for a friendly shake. ]

I'm Sans, don't think I've ever seen a monster like you before. Put it there, pal.

[ ...goodness, acxa is so bad at social interaction that she doesn't even catch the pun. (i am so sorry, sans.) she helps him up easily and kicks some of the snow to the side. when he extends it for a handshake, she looks at him and shakes his hand firmly. maybe a little too firmly, like this is some sort of business deal or something.

and then he calls her a monster. her eyes narrow and she pauses before releasing his hand, unaware that being referred to as a "monster" is simply commonplace where sans is from. ]

Don't call me that. My name is Acxa.

TEST DRIVE MEME ( 018 )

sans | undertale

snowman's land (hope this works!)

ofc! ty for tagging me!

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