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JANUARY 2018 TDM
JANUARY TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé... What do you mean the city's behaving for once? I. The large opaque dome enveloping the entire city continues to stand tall and firm, though this may be the first time you've noticed the dome itself rather than believe it's simply an eclipse effect. Faintly reflective in appearance but blocking the outside world, the dome still allows the warmth of the weak winter sunlight to seep through. It isn't hard to breathe, and the flora and fauna seem to be responding just as naturally as always. But the city of Recollé is pitch black except for the light citizens shine themselves. The dome stretches incredibly high over the city, but anyone who can get close enough to it will find that they can briefly see themselves in the surface. Upon touching the dome, it appears to be smooth and almost rubbery in texture despite a shell-like shield appearance. Soundproof and unable to provide clues to what's happening outside of the city the dome is also harmless for those who wish to touch it and examine it, causing it to bounce a few times under light impact. However, do be careful not to trigger its defense mode! Should anyone attempt to damage the dome itself, it will light up with a bright, sickening blue color for three seconds before delivering a shock to its attacker and rendering them unconscious for an hour. Perhaps you'll get lucky and you'll only deal with the too-hot-to-touch surface that self-activates when the dome is threatened, or the spikes that appear at the source of impact. The dome seems to have a temperament of its own. It may be best to treat it the way you want to be treated. II. Going about your normal day, the darkness seems endless aside from whatever light can be shed via flashlights, cell phones and interior lights inside buildings. However, as you wander the streets of the city, under your feet a swirl of yellow light appears before darting ahead, bouncing and bobbing its way over snow and concrete to create a clear path for you. It's a little convenient to have a guide to follow, but you're not the only one. Others around you are following their own lights and they all seem to gather right at the entrance of the old subway station. Perpetually under construction for as long as you can remember, the station appears to be wide open for anyone who ventures in. The light will guide you for roughly twenty-five feet before it dies down again. You're allowed to turn back, of course. There's nothing stopping you...except for the vine that suddenly snakes along the ground and wraps around your ankle, hooking onto you and beginning to drag you further into the tunnels. Now would be a good time to start calling for help. III. Back in the city itself, it's hard to say who, exactly, is to blame for the first hit. People are minding their own business and moving on as if everything is perfectly natural as usual. However, in addition to the hustle and bustle small barrels appear on every street corner with an assortment of colored guns. The moment you step up to investigate one of these barrels it becomes a little more clear what, exactly, is happening here. A bright red, green, or blue dot appears on your skin as the laser light hones in on you. Someone's decided to make you their next target in a city-wide game of laser tag and you have precisely ten seconds to run. For anyone tagged by the guns, a confetti-effect of red green and blue dots will appear all over you lasting for up to fifteen minutes before you're back in the game. Will you grab your weapons and join the game? Or will you dodge as long as you can? IV. As the evening sets in, there's a smell in the air. It's not the usual winter-y scent of peppermint or warm soup or anything like that. No, you soon realize that the smell is buttered popcorn and now instead of the barrels of laser tag guns there are carts containing popcorn machines, bottles of soda, candy and more. These carts don't move and they do not seem to be manned by anybody so feel free to take as much as you'd like! At precisely 7pm, the street lights dim a little and the dome above you starts to...glow? It glows and a picture stretches all the way across the sky as a movie begins to play for your enjoyment. Maybe it's the first of the Galaxy Fights series, or it could be that crazy archaeologist turned fortune-hunter Kentucky Smith. The movies will rotate one after the other for the rest of the evening until 7am when the street lamps come on, but for now grab some blankets and a good seat. There's always time for a movie with some friends. BONUS. Of course communication to people outside of the city is still out of the question. Of course it is. There are absolutely no signs of that changing anytime soon no matter how many times you call or text or email. Snail mail is nearly impossible and don't even think about videochatting. On the other hand, it seems as though the powerlines above are beginning to spark, pulsing in patterns of a bright blue color visible to the naked eye. What's up with that? Trying to get a closer look will only reveal a thick, crackling sort of energy that is surely not dangerous in the slightest and is nothing to worry about. The energy won't leave the powerlines at all, but instead the next time you use your phone for anything a song activates instead. It's loud and it can't be shut down, but once it ends you may find yourself in a video chat with a fellow Retrospec user. Say hi! Welcome to the ![]() For current players, please remember that TDM threads can only be used for bonus points, not regains. Please note: you will need a reserve to apply, and current characters must have full AC posted at the time of their reservation. Your January TDM directory is here, and your AU workshop is here! Our mod questions thread for this TDM is over here! |
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[Or maybe... this is the perfect time to get wasted. He was going to go crazy if he didn't do something. That was obvious by how he started pacing as she spoke to him, the grip on the tire iron tightening until his knuckles turned white as he glared at the ground.]
Just thought it'd be better if I could tear it down, you know? Didn't look like anyone else was plannin' on doin' shit about it.
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[her eyes weren't even following Nic as he moved. she was used to this, and she wasn't afraid of him right now, either. hearing him talk about anxiety so genuinely felt new, but she couldn't say she blamed him.]
If this is going away, it's gonna take more than just the two of us, and it's not happening tonight. Smash up a tree or something if you've got to, but then let's get back home. I'll smoke you out.
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[It wasn't like she really had any reason to be afraid. He wasn't mad at her anyway, and certainly was not in the habit of taking his anger out on people, especially not if it was actually directed to some stupid inanimate object like a big ass dome in the sky.]
Mmmmmmmhhh.... Yeah, yeah, fine. You go on ahead, I dunno what I'm gonna smash up but it's gonna be somethin'. Probably nothin good.
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Look, I'm not leaving you out here alone. There's a lot of weird shit going on and we're in this together. [that was probably enough of an indication that this whole dome business was messing with Anna, too. time to walk it back.] I can't make rent if you bite it, so I have to keep an eye on your ass. God knows you don't have any to spare.
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[Clearly, this was the most important part of the conversation. How dare she???? Nic gives her a huff and a pout, his free hand going to grope at his own ass, just to be sure she was wrong. Okay, so it wasn't like. A GIRL'S butt. What do you expect? He was doing his best.]
You just want a ride home on the bike, admit it. Guess that's fair, but you know I ain't got a spare helmet on me, so you gotta deal with mine. And I made sure it smelled extra bad today.
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[she made an audibly disgusted noise and looked away from his flagrant display of touching himself.]
I would literally rather die than wash your stink out of my hair. I can walk home just fine, but I'm not going anywhere until you get all this pissed-off energy out of you. Besides, maybe we can catch up on some of the weird shit we're both seeing. Anything else hit you yet other than this dome?