TEST DRIVE MEME ( 018 )

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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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Comments

[timaeus_testified]

[Dirk turns his head to get a look at whoever is mocking him and catches sight of a whole load of snow falling from above. He whips about and slings a snowball at the elf he’d been retaliating against. Then he darts away like a fleet footed rabbit and up to the massive pile of snow.]

Hey! Shout out, I can figure out how far in you are if you keep calling.

[thegoofball]

[The snow is just getting ridiculous, now. Can you calm down a little bit, gelfs?]

I'll be fine!

[He, at least, has a jetpack.]

You should worry about yourself.

[timaeus_testified]

[He starts to retort when a loud insane sounding cackle breaks the sudden silence. Dirk stiffens. The ground shakes. He judges where the other guy is and moves around the pile of snow to speak low.]

Fine. I'm about to book it. You should too. Unless you want to up to your head in shit. Literally.

[He glances around for a good hiding spot, and adds.] When you get out, cut southwest. There are some old fallen trees.

[No explanation given. He's already heading out with all speed. Him and the gelfs both. They know when shit is coming.]

[thegoofball]

[Why is Mu always like this? You fall asleep and end up here and you expect things to be predictable, but there's always some sort of wild curveball.

Maybe someone will explain that to this guy, that none of it is really real, but...

The guy's already booking it, so. There's that.

Clearing the snow drifts is easy enough - jetpack still works, after all - and he does head southwest like the guy says, but he does wonder about that shit comment. (But he also doesn't really want to know, because animated poop seems exactly like something that would happen here, and Lance doesn't want to vomit everywhere.)]

I take it you've been running around for a while.

[He touches down on the trees, taking up a perch on them.]

[timaeus_testified]

[When Lance finds Dirk he has his rocket board laid out and is attempting to figure out what is damaged inside its engine to mess it up. Water damage seems likely but, it isn't all of it.

He doesn't look up from his work, but his shoulders are a little tenser.] That's right. Long enough to get a general idea of the bullshit parade I've found myself in. I can list off what I know so you don't have to rehash points if you plan to enlighten me further.