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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. 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He just raises his eyebrows a bit in response to the remark, but doesn't ask just yet. Apparently he should say hi to "Kiwi" first?]
I'm going to assume for my peace of mind that Kiwi is a pet of yours, or I'd feel compelled to have a stern word with your roommates parents.
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This is Kiwi. And not one word about the name. It's perfect, just like she is. [Yeah, he totally was the one who named her that.] Say hi to Luvander, Kiwi. [He waves cheerfully at Lavrenty with one of the dog's front paws.]
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Well, the dog is cute too, but especially this ridiculous young man showing off his dog to him with such obvious pride. That's the cutest part. Lavrenty hides a smile behind his hand, which is not terribly effective as a tactic, and possibly not meant to be either.]
It's a great pleasure to meet you, Kiwi. [Inclining his head politely like a true gentleman! Because he's not some kind of heathen who is impolite to dogs.] It's a perfectly lovely name for a dog, but a somewhat questionable name for a person.
...Though then again, an old comrade of mine named her child, "Burn". [America why.] She always liked fire.
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He valiantly and with a great show a maturity ignored Lavrenty's poorly concealed amusement though in all honestly, it could just as well be because he gets too distracted by what Lavrenty's saying next. He blinks. Opens his mouth and then closes it again. He takes a deep breath and then tires again.]
Burn? Seriously? If this is actually true and not just you pulling my leg, [Because he absolutely wouldn't put that past him.] Then you have some real interesting friends. And I might feel just a little bit sorry for their kid, no offense. [Well, maybe a little bit of offense because that can't be an easy name to grow up with.]
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[Although honestly he doesn't feel that a child of Cass' needs any extra encouragement when it comes to eventually turning into a full-fledged pyromaniac. But maybe that's just him.
He pauses slightly, looking on in amusement as the tiny fluffball attempts to polish her owner's entire face, before deciding to actually approach what's on his mind.]
You know, when you said things have been normal until now... did you perhaps mean our unusual celestial conditions as well? [Pretentious twat.]
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[There are some more strange camera angles and sounds as Sabo moves around to find a position where he can comfortably hold the phone while still giving his dog the love and affection she deserves. Luckily she's rather tired at the moment and therefore pretty content to lie cuddled up to him, as long as she gets some nice scratches and the opportunity to lick at his hand now and then.]
You mean the "eclipse" that's been going on? [He may not have any hands free to add any air quotes this time but they're still pretty audible on their own.] Or the laser tag festival we're apparently having?
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[He frowns slightly. After all, the it's possible that he might just somehow have missed that a random laser tag event was going to be a thing, though since it was such a public thing... he doubts it. The groups he volunteers with certainly ought to have been given notice, considering how such an event might affect people with PTSD and the like.
Besides, it's less obviously unnatural than... whatever that dome is doing.]
Until recently, I was quite content to believe that it really was an eclipse. Despite knowing, obviously, that such phenomena look nothing like this. [He waves his free hand skywards, despite being inside.] Don't you find this strange? [He hopes so, at least.]
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Yeah.
[He's not quite sure if it's a relief to finally talk to someone about it who has noticed it too, or if that just makes the whole thing even more unsettling.]
I hadn't really thought about it until today and then suddenly it was like... the fuck's that? You know? [He bites down and chews lightly on his lower lip.] And then I mentioned it to someone and they just looked at me like they had no idea what I was talking about. It was... creepy. [Just thinking about it now is enough to make him shudder.]
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[He adjusts his collar a bit to make sure it doesn't interfere with his trach, and then leans his chin thoughtfully in his hand.
It's a relief that at least one person that he knows has noticed, at least. It means he'll have someone to discuss such matters with.]
I went to have a look at it. Which is to say, it has a very real physical presence, like a rubbery dome covering the city. [A beat.] Not a very poetic description, but it does the job.
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Did you try poking it with a stick? [It's what he would have done!
He laughs, though it's not exactly a cheerful sound, and shakes his head in amazement.]
A big, black, rubbery dome. It's all a bit hard to take in, to be honest. Sounds more like something you'd find in fiction. Or like the build up of a really bad sex joke.
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My umbrella, actually. It was the only thing I could think of in a hurry.
[Because touching it with his hands had seemed incredibly inadvisable.]
I'm not sure what to think about the fact that I had roughly the same thoughts. Possibly just that black rubber is suffering from some unfortunate stereotypes. [He purses his lips slightly.] I met two other people who seemed to acknowledge that it was strange. Like you said, anyone else I've asked so far doesn't notice a thing.
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Not all black rubber. [Then the laughter starts again, only this time it's more like giggles. There's a few false starts before he manages to calm down again with a couple of deep breaths.] Sorry. Um. So we're not the only ones? That's... good?
I'm guessing nothing really happened with the umbrella. [He's pretty sure Lavrenty would have told him already if that was the case but, who knows, he could be buying the lead.]
You know, we both noticed that something was up with the eclipse today, right? And then both of our phones went weird. You think there's a connection?
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We're not, but we do seem to be a minority so far.
[A stray thought makes him wonder if Esther has noticed - he's going to have to be a bit more subtle about asking her, just in case, but he'd really like to know.]
Nothing happened, apart from the surface giving a little bit - hence "rubbery". [He taps his chin with one finger.] And you know, I was wondering the same thing. About all the strange things happening today. It seems a bit too incredible that it would all be a coincidence.
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And well, you know what they say about coincidences. [He pauses for, obvious, dramatic effect.] They take a lot of planning.
Maybe it's aliens. [Hey,if he's already brought up hackers and demons from hell being possible culprits then he may as well go all out.
The truth is out there!]