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TEST DRIVE MEME ( 023 )

Test Drive Meme #23
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.

In conjunction with our monthly Test Drive Meme, Reserves are now open! Applications will open on April 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.

It's Hard Work
Today, Mu has sought to recreate the fantastic island of Io - the island where the local Avatar of Celebration resides. Io is resplendent with comforts and excitements designed for relaxation and delight, from wineries to play structures. One of the most popular draws are the bathhouses, which are massive, tiered structures of the utmost luxury. Multiple stories, hot and cold water, scented perfumes and shampoos...these bathhouses are designed for the utmost enjoyment and tranquility.

For paying customers, that is. Oh - did you think you were going to be relaxing? Not tonight. Tonight, you're on the bathhouse staff, and your job is to make those paying customers happy. Those customers, many of which appear to be nothing more than shadowy, faceless blobs of a vaguely humanoid shape, can make your life very miserable if they're unsatisfied with their care.
So...get to it! We need more towels on the second floor. The water heater is broken - who here knows how to fix it? This one needs a very exact perfumed blend to go in their water, so you'd better learn it quick. Make sure those floors are clean before anyone goes walking across them. Keep this house running, and you might just be allowed to relax with a warm bath at the end of the day as a reward.

But if you don't do a fine enough job, you might very well regret it. The bathhouse patrons, strange as they may be, have one very particular talent, and that talent is luck. If they're satisfied with their care, you might find a handful of gold coins in the gutters when you're clocking out - and they may very well still be in your knapsack if you end up waking up on the shores of LifeAftr.

If they're not, however, you'd better be especially cautious for the next few hours. Slippery patches of ground will seem to appear with far more regularity, or a precarious stack of towels may tip over right as you're walking by, or the water heater will break as you're washing your hands and scald you from the elbows up in boiling hot water.

Do a good job, and you'll be rewarded. If not...well, at least it's only for the night, right?

A Drink With Jam and Bread
Also unique to the island of Io are the tea gardens, which are exactly what they sound like. With softly glowing lanterns and thick, fragrant groves of tea leaves growing wild, the tea house is nestled at the very center of the garden. Within, all manner of kettles and mugs and strainers can be found, as well as dried tea leaves, honeys, milks, and spices. You can mix and match your own blends, pick from some of the pre-existing teabags, or even wander about the garden to pluck a few tea leaves straight from the trees.

Some of these drinks are relatively harmless. Others...not so much. And they all tend to affect people differently, too.
[ ♆ ] Black tea will fill you with energy, far more than the high caffeine content might allow. You feel like you can run ten miles - no, twenty! This may also, however, reduce your conceptualization of your own limits. You might be able to feel like you can lift one thousand pounds...but unless you've got super-strength to compensate, you might end up hurting yourself trying to do exactly that.

[ ♆ ] Chai tea will give you the ability to breathe fire, though only in short bursts about five feet ahead of you. If you try mixing different things into your chai - such as honey or milk - you might find that you can breathe different colors of fire as well. Just...take care not to set anything on fire. Those lanterns are lit by all sorts of tiny, firefly-esque bugs, and if they feel antagonized, they'll try and burn you right back.

[ ♆ ] Chamomile tea will relax you completely and utterly. In fact, it'll make you incredibly sleepy. You might start feeling tired gradually, or you might conk out right on the spot. Almost any surface suddenly feels very comfortable and easy enough to sleep on, from the ground beneath your feet to your buddy over there. Chamomile: better than the world's greatest sedative, evidently.

[ ♆ ] Earl grey tea will allow you the ability to shift in phase: make yourself and any part of your body corporeal or incorporeal on a whim. Just be sure that you don't have your arms or legs sticking into any solid surfaces by the time the effects wear off - or that'll make for some very painful removal.

[ ♆ ] Green tea will drastically increase or decrease your tolerance for pain. Either you'll feel absolutely fine no matter what kind of punishment is heaped on you...or anything from sneezing to stepping on someone's foot can feel abruptly excruciating. It's worth noting that this does nothing for one's resistance to that kind of damage. Green tea only alters the sensation behind the pain, meaning that whatever damage you might undergo is liable to be damaging, no matter how much you might be able to shrug off.

[ ♆ ] White tea will dramatically increase your sensitivity to physical stimulus. This can be either enchanting or positively overwhelming. Imagine being able to lie down in the grass and feel each blade beneath you in excruciating detail. Imagine being able to feel every air molecule flicking across your skin. Whether this improves your day or absolutely ruins it is down to how much you enjoy that sort of thing.
So take care which of these blends you sample. Some of these effects might even stack, which can really ruin your day.

We Don't Need Another Hero
Fun doesn't always go hand in hand with relaxation. Perhaps you're the sort who'd prefer to have your adrenaline pumping, grinning around a missing tooth as you lay a beatdown on your opponent. Maybe you need some excitement and some action to really feel like you're living. Sure, you might get a few bruises - but check out the other guy.

As Mu is more eager to please on this front than its real world counterpart, those keen on letting loose all their pent up energy will find a rather good area for it. Inexplicably located within the complicated twists and turns of the Honeycomb is the perfect location to hurl yourself into an all-out brawl; an almost stadium-like fighting arena. Shadowy silhouettes are piled into the seats in excited speculation - you can hear them hissing and sputtering in disappointment or delight, or erupting into cheers, whenever blood is spilled.

Or....not spilled, as it were.
Those who enter the fighting arena must pass through a curtain of clear, streaming liquid before they may take up a weapon. This will only temporarily strike you with the oddest sensation on your skin: a coating reminiscent of wax which provides the user with nigh invulnerability to even the most overpowered of attacks. Further experimentation will prove that the walls, floor, and ceilings also sport this exceptional defense. Blood, bruises, and structural damage might be off the table - but that good old fashioned brawl? It's on, like a cartoonish ape from a prominent video game series. What your audience wants is a spectacle, not a bloodbath, so you'd best give them the show they deserve.

Alongside the freedom to punch, kick, stab, and slash at one another without fear of permanent damage comes a complimentary arsenal for those who feel like getting creative. Honeycomb Sledgehammers, Cactus Clubs, and the ever popular arm holding onto another arm that's holding onto a knife are just a few of the weaponry that innocently rest at the edges of the battlefield, with a full selection limited by nothing more than your imagination.

Unfortunately, imagination is all it is - upon waking, those currently living in LifeAftr will find those weapons remain a fanciful dream...but the memories remain, nonetheless. And the aches might very well, too.

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[personal profile] indomitables 2019-06-01 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
.. The owl snakes?

[ He honestly isn't sure if Buck is serious. It's probably a good idea to assume as much until otherwise corrected. ]

Surviving is good. I mean, I'm glad to see you're alive. [ Even in a dream. ] What are the islands like?
semistableman: (☔ i'll be that burden you bear)

[personal profile] semistableman 2019-06-01 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. They’ve got heads kind of like owls, only they’ve got bodies like snakes. If they get pissed they make these high-pitched shrieks.

[But as for the islands...]

Depends on which one. There are a lot of them? And they seem like they pop in and out of existence. There was a volcano eruption not too long ago, but the islets are safe from what I can tell. Never had trouble, at least. The island I found Petunia on was safe, if really creepy. The geography looked like someone had mashed bits of land together.

[personal profile] indomitables 2019-06-01 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Do they bite?

[ Because clearly, that's the most important question here. ]

Creepy in what way? Wait. Creepy and a volcano erupted and some vanish? Are there people on them at the time? Do they ever reappear? The same ones. Or new ones too, I guess.

[ He's quickly revising his initial opinion of 'somewhat harmless' to 'probably not harmless at all', if everything Bucky describes is true to life. And he has no reason to doubt his friend. ]
reflash: (*sees spider*)

[personal profile] reflash 2019-06-01 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That's not what I mean. [Yukio knows how to be polite. That isn't what he's talking about at all. He can smile, and nod, and listen politely, and be the sort of person that everyone thinks is "nice". That isn't what he's talking about.]
semistableman: (★ i am so homesick now for)

[personal profile] semistableman 2019-06-01 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure they would.

[He frowns.]

The island I found Petunia was... Monsun, I think. The volcano was on Cahypdo. You get used to it, or at least get used to it being unpredictable.

[Which means he’s likely not actually doing so well; being on the run and having things tend to vaciliate wildly doesn’t help with the paranoia much.]
onegreeneye: (whuh)

[personal profile] onegreeneye 2019-06-04 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Green fishy deer look. Ginko would love to think he just learned something about the version of him this Rin encountered, but he's actually got no idea what to make of that??

...Oh. Right away, a few questions spring to mind - but he can't ask outright. Not without requiring far more context than he wants to give.

He glances hesitantly at Rin. "...No. Where did you last see her?"
barnaculled: (every turn I take every trail I track)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-05 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fjord just grunts an acknowledgement to Molly's... reassurance? Hard to tell by tone alone. But a hint of familiarity trickles back - that's right, Molly had favored baffling people and putting them out of their comfort zones, hadn't he?

Being called sweet sends another flush of embarrassment through him, albeit a different flavor than the last. He considers himself an idiot for saying it... but then again, this is just a dream. There are no consequences. The lack of mockery in Molly's tone helps as well. Fjord gives a little sigh, shifting his arm to comb his hand through his hair once more on the way to rubbing at his neck. ]


Indeed. More than enough for everyone involved, I'd imagine.

[ There's a bit of a grumble to his tone, eyes dropping to the water that envelops them. He takes another second or so before he looks back up at the tiefling. ]

How... How've you been gettin' on?

[ The moment it's out of his mouth, Fjord feels stupid. What's he expecting his dream to tell him? That death is serving Molly well? That he doesn't blame Fjord for it?

No. Knowing his mind, that's not what it's likely to offer him. ]
barnaculled: cutting hand (don't let it shake your steady thread)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-05 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Stupidly, Fjord turns his head about to where she directs with her gesture, finding himself rewarded with just another look at the arena and the stands instead of islands or bee gods. Back to Beau. The half-orc displays his own ability to roll with shit, folding his arms across his chest and 'mmhm'ing along with the serious expression of someone being given a totally legit run-down and not some story about fruit dogs.

He only rears his head and shoulders back slightly when Beau offers up the possibility of being dead. ]


Well I certainly hope the fuck not! I mean I know we were in kinda dire straits for a while there, but Caleb put up that dome of his and you two were sittin' watch before I PTFO'd. That thing's supposed to be indestructible.

[ He gives a sniff, turning his head back to the weapon's rack to consider what looks like a giant, plucked chicken. ]

Nah. This is a dream.
technicallytechnically: (and you dont have to keep it quiet)

[personal profile] technicallytechnically 2019-06-06 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! I mean, I think so!?

[For someone who was, one moment ago, deathly serious, she now seems really unsure and sort of... scattered? Desperate? Something approximating one of those two feelings.]

I don't remember if I saw the bunny before I had the first dream or between the first dream and the island, but I know if you have a dream here you might go to the island, but everyone who has the bunny dream definitely goes to the island, so I need to know if you're going to the island because if you are we have to figure out if you're going to share the bed with me or with Beau, and Beau already won't let me share the bed with her even though we were roommates, because Yasha insists on taking the sock, and I'm not gonna take the sock, but I thought—

[Please, just. Just stop her now, or she'll keep going forever.]
barnaculled: (still I'm standing tall)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-06 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ On it. ]

Jester.

[ Fjord bows his head to be able to better try and catch the shorter woman with his gaze. Between her accent and the speed of her babbling, Fjord barely catches what she's saying. Bunny, island, and Beau are about as much as he gets.

Time for a redirect to break the deluge. He can circle back later. ]


Why were you callin' for soap?
lesbeau: (« [Smug] fight me bruh)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-06-07 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[She snorts, frankly having no idea what he's talking about but still finding a way to agree with it.]

Yeah, probably. Lots of weird shit happens with those around here too.

[And once again, just Doesn't Fucking Elaborate. It doesn't matter if this is a dream, right? He's not here, what does he have to understand about the place?]

Soooo if it's all fake... you wanna go a round?

[This time, Beau's thumb jab to the arena should be obvious.]

If it's just for fun and bragging rights, y'know.
barberian: (summer air was blowing)

you can say that again, im so sorry

[personal profile] barberian 2019-06-08 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well... it's one of the new islands.

(Duh. She says this like it's obvious, following his little gesture out at the rest of the tea party,) But this is my first time visiting it.

(It's a party island. It didn't appeal to her in the same way it immediately did to Jester, to Beau, to Mollymauk. Mostly because it didn't seem like a very quiet place; but tea gardens are, aren't they? You just sit and drink... tea. Could be ale. Would definitely be better if it was ale, but you can't have everything.)

When... did you get here?
technicallytechnically: (to let me live again)

[personal profile] technicallytechnically 2019-06-08 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jester has been around Fjord (and the others, really) long enough to know when Fjord needs her to dial it back a bit. She instantly stops in her tracks, expression sobering slightly.]

Um...

[Right, the soap.

She glances back at the, uh... veritable paint explosion on the wall beside her. That she definitely, definitely got caught causing, her punishment being to clean it up.
]

Well, some person made a big huge mess, so I volunteered to clean it, and I started running out of soap so I needed more...

[She puts on her most "I'm so innocent and cute and how could I do anything wrong" face. She wiggles the soap he brought her.]

Thank you, Fjord. It's a big mess.
devilstongue: (🔮 131)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2019-06-09 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's his trademark, as they say.

There's definitely a bit of bittersweetness in the thought of missing his chance to see the ocean together with the Mighty Nein, but he's grateful to have experienced it here. The only plus side of Fjord possibly being stuck in this hellscape with them was that someone knew how to drive a boat, so maybe they could finally either steal the precious 'never use this or we might lose it' boat here or make their own.

He wants his friends out of here before they're faced with more trials that fuck you up, thank you.

The question about how he's been getting on is a bit surprising, because how does he bullshit out of that without arousing suspicion... or fuck Fjord up even more when he finds out it's just a lie? ]


It's... not all it was promised when I first heard of the Moonweaver, but it works. Could have been more peeping, but you guys don't make enough moonlight trysts for me to watch.

[ Close enough? Maybe. Stupid enough? Definitely. ]
barnaculled: (I'm a cowboy)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-13 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dream or not, Fjord wants to make sure their priorities are straight. It's not like he disdains Jester for her tangents - in fact, he often enough finds himself amused by them - it's just that it can be a lot all at once when she gets on a roll. In his mind, he's looking out for them both by asking the practical questions. Sure enough, she's got some sort of chore, just like him, to do in this place.

Now, he's known Jester for a while too. Enough to know that this exuded innocence from the tiefling means she's anything but innocent when it comes to this 'mess'. If she were truly without blame, he expects she'd be pissed and petulant; he doesn't think she's ever had a hard day of deep cleaning to her name ( some mild tidying of her childhood room aside ) in her life. Sure, as a warrior and a cleric, she's proved herself and that's nothing to spit at. But that's different from tedious labor.

Anyway, Fjord's dutifully playing along, 'mmhm'ing and nodding as if sympathetic. ]


Well, I'm just about done with my own mess. Any chance you'd be amenable to helpin' me out so I can assist with yours? Or is it a sorta rush order?
barnaculled: (I can lead with pride I can make us stro)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-13 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's been a while.

Bittersweet is right. After all the hard work he's done in this dream, Fjord can't help hoping this downtime with a long lost friend lasts half as long. Sure, it's a little awkward since he's naked, but there's water and steam to help cover that and besides, Molly's probably seen all of him at one point or another during their time of being roommates. Gods know he's seen Molly.

Anyway, he's pleasantly surprised when his dream Molly doesn't immediately start dunking on him with should've-could've-would've things, but offers him a somewhat honest response. Fjord's blush darkens at 'moonlight trysts' even if his neutral pokerface stays intact. ]


Fuck, that's not all the afterlife is, is it? Watchin' the livin'?
barnaculled: (to fight it all I will face it all)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-13 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ The lack of correction or extra detail certainly goes a long way to making Fjord feel more comfortable where he is. The 'offer' that comes is very Beau in his mind, even if the aforementioned mind balks at the idea. Outwardly, he tilts his head. ]

Hell... If this is a dream, I might actually stand a chance.

[ Fjord gives a crooked little smile, eyes casting over the armory on offer. ]

Weapons or hand to hand?
barnaculled: cutting hand (don't let it shake your steady thread)

shhh no regrets, just tags

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-13 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
I see.

[ He doesn't, but damned if he's about to freak out in what seems to be a dream, much less a chillax tea garden setting. ]

Uh... tonight? Got in tonight. Guess we're figurin' it out together?

[ Fjord eyeballs the tea a moment more. ]

... I don't know shit about tea.

[ The 'do you?' is unspoken. ]
devilstongue: (🔮 47)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2019-06-13 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Molly is the worst roommate. Don't be like him, people!

He had to invest in a curtain for the M9 shack because Beau saw his dick one to many times and Molly started to fear for his bits. (The idea that he should wear smalls to bed wasn't even entertained.)

Leaning his head back to wet his hair in the warm water, the shift makes Molly's tail stick out of the hot water like a little sea creature. He gives a sigh, and it's hard to tell if it is content or strained. ]


No. That's just Moonweaver stuff. I think it depends on where you go.

[ There's something hard in his chest, tightening like a vice around his lungs. This is a really, really shit lie, isn't it? He doesn't know anything about afterlives. He doesn't even know anything about death, really, even if he's died twice. Molly just remembers pain and the snow falling. His last breath creating a little cloud in the cold air.

Then he woke up on the islands. ]


Tell me more about your adventures, Captain.

[ Make it a nice dream. A good dream. A happy dream. ]
barnaculled: (I'm a cowboy)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-13 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Either don't be that person or get yourself a roommate like Fjord, who just awkwardly tolerates all your shit or otherwise vacates the space when his embarrassment meter peaks.

And ridiculously, despite thinking you're a ghost and a dream, still feels the need to tailor the truth. Fjord 'hmm's, allowing his head to loll into the crook of the elbow settled on the side of the tub and the hand attached to the aforementioned arm to musingly scratch at an itch behind his upturned, pointed ear. His eyes follow the path of that lilac shark fin of a tail. ]


Which one would you like to hear? The time Caleb almost killed us all? The time Nott definitely did kill our cleric? The sea witch of the Diver's Grave? How we got into Xhorhas? Oh, and there was the one occasion we fought a dragon, I suppose...
technicallytechnically: (to ease my mind)

[personal profile] technicallytechnically 2019-06-15 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't actually know if there's a time limit. If she wanders away, she might get in trouble? But she doesn't actually... care about that.]

Oh, I can do this whenever!

[She grins very wide. She's so glad to see Fjord here. Jester had been the last new addition to the island from the Nein for a while. She was starting to wonder if any of the others would ever come.

And, well... She might be able to figure some things out now, maybe? That's a big maybe, and that's if Fjord ends up on the island.
]

I'll help you if you promise to go to the island with us after you wake up.

[That'll do it.]
barnaculled: (I'm a cowboy)

[personal profile] barnaculled 2019-06-15 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Deal.

[ This is a dream, so he can't really be held to a promise, nor does he need to know about this 'island'. Right? Right. The only dreams that matter are at the black bottom of the sea, where glowing yellow eyes and the black coils of a monster rule over all, including him. ]

Grab a mop and a bucket. I'm in room... that one.

[ Fjord points to the aforementioned room he'd come hustling out of down the hall. That being said, Fjord moves to hustle right back to it. Who knows when the next patron is going to need the big private bath? He understands it's important to get it as ready as possible...

Also, he kind of wants to see Jester busting her ass on some menial work. What the hell would that even look like? ]
devilstongue: (🔮 121)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2019-06-15 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fjord is the ultimate bro... or the greatest pushover. Maybe something in-between, honestly.

Molly's tail makes a little swish in the water, creating a small ripple. It's a lazy sort of movement, something the half-orc must have seen during many nights of dumb discussions at shit-o-clock.

The red eyes peer at Fjord, slowly widening as he keeps describing their shenanigans. He wants to call bullshit at once, but what does he know? The Mighty Nein were really good at getting in trouble.

Something setting Caleb off? He'd been expecting that eventually. Nott killing one of them? Yeah, that was possible as well - and it sounded like the other cleric and not Jester, because Fjord wouldn't have said it like that. Molly knew about the sea adventures, so hearing about sea witches wasn't that surprising... and the knows that someday, Yasha will be drawn back to Xhorhas.

He's just glad she has friends by her side.

A dragon, though? ]


If you're not playing me, I wanna hear about the dragon. How did w-you fuck up that badly?
lesbeau: (« [Smirk] haha scrub)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-06-16 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's probably the most normal thing around here, Beau ignoring any and all weird shit and instead opting for something fun. Really, she's just accepted there's very little she can do at this point, and when in Rome, do... well, whatever.]

I guess we could go with weapons, if you're really hankering for something. But you gotta pick the dumbest looking one.

[She's only here for dumb shit in this dream. Hence why she's looking at the linked arms with a knife. It's so stupid. She loves it.]

What they really want is a show out there.
solperierat: (Good times)

[personal profile] solperierat 2019-06-20 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Yup. Rin, right? Rin Oku...something, it's been a couple years. [Ed flashes him a quick grin and holds out a hand.] Name's Edward Elric. Don't worry about the not remembering shit, I've gotten used to it.

[It's tiring, but...you know. It's fine. He'll deal.]



[It doesn't count as falling off the wagon if it's in a dream, right?]

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