Test Drive Meme #1 (cw vehicular crash, moderate injury)

[spoofer]

Test Drive Meme #1

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.

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but please remember we're currently invite-only

CRASH LANDING

Exit one dimension, enter the next. It was chaos: pressure against your ears, light bending in an impossible, unimaginable way. The very molecules of your body vibrating against one another. If you have windows, the view outside makes no sense. Even if not, your hands, your face, your feet seem like an uncertain thing. It's the feel of reality itself tearing apart, reshaping, reconnecting, thread by thread.

And suddenly, there's a beach— or ocean, whichever you land in. Smoke. Fire. Salt water churning up, fizzing around.

Maybe you crash, in a ship wrecking into sand. Maybe you merely stumble out of a portal, a ragged wormhole in space. Or maybe you fall off the back of an incredible steed, some creature that carried you into this place. Either way, there's pandemonium around you. Incredibly, severe injuries are far and few between— nobody's screaming about the dead. But you might have to help pull someone free of wreckage, or move quickly to salvage burning belongings from the landing craft. Maybe it's the crafts themselves, that you're trying to salvage.

Likely, you don't know them, these other strangers who arrived here^[1]. Maybe you don't trust them— you just came out of a dying world, after all. But you all have one thing in common: you're here now.

When you get a second to breathe, maybe you'll see it. The brilliant green forest across the sand. Beyond that, the glint of a faraway city.

INTO THE WOODS

Your first night at Xistentia does not feature five-star accommodations, but as the sun begins to set, the forest offers everything you need to survive. By now, you may even have met your daemon, who'll help guide you through this. There is fallen wood to make fires for warmth and cooking, any number of rabbits, deer, and fish if that's what you're into eating. Those very same animals also provide guidance as to what vegetation is edible, including a variety of vine mushrooms, fruits, and flowers. If you're the kind of creature that mostly eats other sentient creatures, well. Technically, there are a lot of those hanging out too^[2]! Now and then, you'll see tiny, winged humanoid creatures the height of a finger dart in and out of view.

A resourceful group, the multiversal refugees have determined ways to create shelters, using wreckage, supplies, and basic survival knowhow. There aren't enough blankets to go around, but the weather is mild and the fires seem to keep out any aggressive creatures.


Things get quiet. This could be a good time to meet the others under less fraught circumstances. Maybe you'll see some familiar faces and reunite with others who fled from your dying world; maybe you'll meet someone new.

Try not to seek out and fight any Rock Trolls. It's still early.

ENTER THE CITY

The city is beautiful, even with the vines covering everything, the streams running down half the streets, the massive white deer leaping off under the highway overpasses. The architecture of the skyscrapers is incredible to look at, modern and sweeping. It's clear that terraced gardens were part of the building design, and some of the greenery that lines the street had been part of the original city plan. This is a city of great potential.

And it knows you're here. As you walk by, beacons like streetlamps begin to emit a gentle glow, registering your presence. No doors are locked, though you might find yourself chasing out nests of silver-winged birds and bug-eyed rabbits.

Here, you can claim empty shops or the clothing and other sales items inside of them. Apartment complexes aren't difficult to find in a range of sizes; nor are standalone homes, brownstones, loft studios. Penthouses may not feel like penthouses when there's a thin layer of dust growing on everything and a flower growing out of the sink, but you know what? Maybe that little bud is gonna be your first roommate.

It's the strangest thing. After a few days, the lights begin to work and the water begins to run, fully operational within the unseen sewer system. At some point, the keys to your house or residence are going to turn up. Your daemon will help you find what you need. F.A.TE.S. welcomes you.

NETWORK

By now you've settled in. You have some time to explore the city, the woods, and your new kit.

Chances are pretty good that your daemon is not a phone or a computer or a wax-sealed piece of parchment or a Howler, nothing with a convenient camera or a keyboard; it probably isn't even a pocket sized. Likelier, it stares at you with eyes that contain the lenses-- or powers-- of a camera, and some part of its body projects a holographic keyboard into the air. For those of us who are not accustomed to manipulating intangible light prisms, it's about as intuitive to type on as shaping a cloud with your fingers.

But here's your network access. Accessible to all your fellow travelers in XISTENTIA.

Misfires, typos, and blurry video footage are likely. Time to feel like a Luddite!

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

hells yeah

Footnotes

1. Some of these can be nameless, plot-device NPCs to facilitate interactions! But even in this case, please avoid gore in describing their current state of being. Anyone dead or catastrophically injured will have disappeared by the time your characters make it to Xistentia. There are no corpses or dying here.
   
   
2. But like OOCly ask permission ofc.

Comments

[assumptions]

[ Aaron shrugs and a frown is tugging at his lips more than the neutral expression he usually held. He looks anywhere but in the direction of Andrew or Axel at that point.

That's not particularly Axel's fault. He just doesn't want to think about studies because it means thinking of things he's been trying to avoid thinking about. ]

Maybe you're borrowing trouble there won't even be. [ Aaron has no idea. ]

[assumptions]

You can't be prepared for everything.

[ Aaron shrugs. He'd learned this early on. One would think that an anciently old vampire would have a better grasp and a little more chill.

But no, Axel doesn't really seem to have much chill in Aaron's opinion. ]

It's too bad you're not like Blade. [ So what that Blade is only half vampire. Blade probably would've been more suited for the woods of the unknown.

Aaron is an asshole. ]

[assumptions]

[ Aaron rolls his eyes and he leans back a little and gently pulls Mulder up to lay on his chest now that it's at an angle it'd work. His chin nuzzles down into the fox's fur a bit. ]

Do you think you'll do any good at that?

[assumptions]

You're going to catch something with your bare hands?

[ Look, Axel just doesn't seem the type that's particularly suited for hunting.

And if there's no rifle here one can just assume... ]

You just seem like you'd be better at paper mache than hunting.

[assumptions]

[ Aaron just rolls his eyes because any 'no meat' thing just sounds stupid to him but whatever. It's not the weirdest thing about Andrew by far. ]

Dying would probably be easier.

[assumptions]

That's subjective.

[assumptions]

[ Aaron just snorts and nuzzles his face into Mulder's fur. He doesn't much like this subject but then again it's not new that things that he doesn't want to talk about end up coming up anyway. ]

[assumptions]

[ There probably never were many good subjects to begin with. ]

I like him. [ That is a severe understatement. Aside from Andrew, Mulder is probably his most comfortable connection made in Eudio. The fox makes him happy and he would've been content to just cuddle with it for any undetermined amount of time.

Mulder is a lot better than people. ]

[assumptions]

You do know that foxes don't usually have beds, right? [ Aaron's just being a shit.

He glances toward Andrew again because he's sure there's an implication there. Axel holds the fox and Andrew in both high regards in caring about their safety, their happiness. Aaron supposes that's why he can stomach the other more than he would have thought not long ago.

Aaron sighs against the fur and looks back at Axel. ]

You need to stop borrowing trouble. Do vampires get ulcers?

[assumptions]

I think he's content to use bodies as a bed.

[ Aaron wouldn't have thought his safety mattered much and if it did it's only because of fear of how Andrew would react if something happened to him. Aaron doesn't place a high value on his own life at this point, much less since he's arrived at Eudio somehow rather than more.

He strokes his fingers along the fox's back after the exchange with Axel. ]

I guess you're lucky.

Do vampires have nightmares?

[assumptions]

[ Aaron goes quiet after that. It's not that it really matters whether vampires have nightmares. He's thinking about his own because he's tired but he won't be able to sleep because they're in the open. Andrew would be too close. Aaron runs his hand through his hair.

He really wish he had some drugs on him when they had to book it out of Eudio. But he hadn't. Maybe Andrew did...

He shook off the thought and returned his hand to rest on Mulder lightly. ]

[assumptions]

[ Aaron sighs when Axel starts talking again. He shrugs because in all honesty, he's not sure he really cares very much. ]

Then you can stop worrying.

[assumptions]

[ Rude. ]

Or just...not worry at all?

You and Andrew should just become Timon and Pumbaa.