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TEST DRIVE MEME ( 003 )
Test Drive Meme #3
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 September 17th and that Applications will open on September 24th!
Two important notes:
Remember that Reserves will open on September 17th and that Applications will open on September 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.
Don't Go into the Light
Night has fallen, so to speak - or the appearance of night has - and with it has come a curious phenomenon. All throughout the land of Mu, the odd flickering light has started to lick at your periphery. It looks almost like someone bearing a torch or a lantern, and if you listen hard enough, if you really squint...it almost feels like it must be someone familiar, calling you to their aid. Maybe it's a loved one, or a friend. Maybe it's just someone who's liable to spark your curiosity, or for those who are particularly tender of heart, the crying of a child in need of help.
Either way, it's undeniable: someone out there needs you. And the only solution is to follow the light until you find them, because surely that must be the origin of that voice and that disturbance, right..?
The island of Mu enjoys mimicking the dangers and pitfalls of LifeAftr, and your journey is liable to end in a variety of equally unpleasant ways if someone does not see fit to stop you and pull you free from your trance. Perils such as quicksand, drowning, walking off the edges of cliffs, or simply being led directly into the nest of some great predator, are more than abundant.
Better hope that someone finds you before they do.
No Swiping!
Enjoying your time on Mu? Succeeded in amassing some meager resources, retrieving some food or supplies?
Not for long you haven't!
Mu has done its best to mimic a creature found on the mainland, complete with all its annoying, scavenging tendencies. Slypers are almost foxlike in appearance, orange-red with a white-tipped tail and a long, triangular snout, and are notorious thieves. Anything that isn't bolted to the floor has the potential to be snatched should you turn your back for a second, thus rendering all your hard-earned work in hunting and gathering utterly pointless when your food or water ends up in a slyper's belly instead of your own.
They're not easy to trap or snare by any means, but if you're fast enough, you might be able to keep your belongings from being the crowning achievement in a dirty little thief's den.
Which might be easier said than done. On Mu, slypers work in packs.
What the Cluck!?
Someone on the island embarked on some well-advised exploration, but discovered, in the process, something decidedly less pleasant than what they were no doubt hoping to discover. And now Mu has taken the example of its more reality-based counterpart, and elected for devise a threat of its own, modeled after the threat in question.
The trees will tremble and the ground will shake. And drawing ever closer approaches...the fustercluck.
Initially, one might mistake the fustercluck as a hillock of some kind. A moving hillock. With talons and wings and fins and claws and teeth protruding out of it? Come to think of it, it's not a hillock at all.
(While the Fustercluck doesn't look anything like this, we still thought this gif was both topically relevant and too good not to include.)
It instead appears to be a vaguely gelatinous mass of appropriated limbs and body parts, tangled and gelled together. Thick with moss, grass, and accumulated body parts, this creature functions more or less like a katamari: propelling itself along, devouring and appropriating any living thing unfortunate enough to cross its path. Once ensnared by its many clawing, grabbing appendages, it will reel you into itself until you're thoroughly embedded in the mass, organs dissolved and digested, leaving nothing more than a collection of limbs that it will then use to carry itself across the island.
There is no known manner with which to destroy this creature. Only the foolish will engage; everyone else should run.
Though of course, on Mu, you could always try fighting it...
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
Seras Victoria || Hellsing || Don't go into the light!
She covered a small yawn as she started to wander around. She still wasn't sure what was going on or how she had managed to get here, but she was bound to find more information if she actually went out and wandered around when she could. She knew that later in the night it would be harder for her to find someone that was actually awake.
She sighed as she paused in her wanderings. Then she spotted it, the light and she could hear the faint calls of familiar mercenaries. Well, that was odd and she wasn't about to not go investigate.]
Captain?!
Oh look, it's someone from my favorite canon, how can I not?
[The woman in the tree above her has pointed ears and tusks, but appears in all other respects like a young adult with dreadlocks and questionable fashion taste. She's lounging across the branch like a big cat might, a lazy smirk playing on her lips. Two sets of beady black eyes peek out from her clothes and hair, watching the vampire cautiously.]
Dunno who you hear, but it's not them. Those voices are bad news, Blondie.
o///o
She looked up at the woman, she was rather different, but nothing she couldn't deal with. She had met a boy with cat ears and she battled vampires and zombies on a regular basis.]
How so?
[A simple question, but one that could lead to a lot more confusion for her.]
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[Gobbet swings her legs over the side of the branch so that she's sitting upright. She can hear the voices, too, although they call out to her with a different disguise. Friends, mostly. She might have believed them if many of those voices didn't belong to the dead.]
For another, anything that has to use the voices of people you care about to trick you into following it, probably isn't leading you to a pleasant dinner party.
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[She really should have noticed that, but she knew that her comrades would need her if they really were calling for her. She had abilities that they didn't.]
I'm a lot tougher than I look.
[She pouted a little and then shook her head.]
Can you tell me more about this place?
[She really needed more information so she wouldn't accidentally run off of a cliff or something like that.]
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[Everyone was always tougher than they looked. Sometimes they weren't even full of shit. A black rat ran up to her shoulder, peering down at Seras. Gobbet stifled a yawn. It was awfully late to be playing hero to strange women in the woods.]
Not really. I haven't been here long. Long enough to know about those voices and the weird dog-bugs in the jungle. Also there are foxes. They steal things, so keep your valuables close.
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I'm afraid you won't find your Captain there. It's just an illusion, dear. You'll have better luck searching the beach near the water if you truly believe them to be here.
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Are you sure? It really does sound like Captain Bernadotte.
[She really didn't understand this place at all.]
I've checked the beach before, but it's rather hard for me to search when most people are active.
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[Ignis turns his head in the direction of the voices, a clear frown twisting his features.]
If I knew how to destroy them, I would. They're dangerous, but in a way that the other creatures on this island are not.
[He glares blindly at the dancing lights for a moment longer before turning back to her.]
You have a sensitivity to light then?
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[She sighed a bit, waiting to hear how vampires don't exist or something along those lines. She had heard it before and had been laughed at about it.]
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That must make things difficult for you. Fortunately, you won't be the only one on the island who has that sensitivity. The others who do are working together. I'm certain you would be welcome with them.