strangetrip_ooc | [ Meme ] August-September Test Drive Meme (TDM)

[ Meme ] August-September Test Drive Meme (TDM)

It's that time again!

→ Comment with a new character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. (put character/canon in subject line pls!)
→ You don't have to be in the game to comment! HI NEW PEOPLE LET US ENABLE YOU.
→ Tag around with new and old characters.
→ App all those characters
→ ???
→ PROFIT!

Holds for current players are here. Current cast list is here. If you're a new player and you'd like to place a 2-week reserve, you can do so here.

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Here, have a few helpful scenarios for test-driving. Feel free to ignore them and make your own.

I.
Wherever you were, you aren't any longer. You took a turn, a step, blinked and you're somewhere else entirely. A long dusty road leads from nowhere to an oasis (or a nightmare, depending on your taste) of pink and bright light in the midst of the scrub desert and there's nothing and no one else in sight. If you linger long enough on the road, one of the Inn's residents will find you, but you feel noticeably drawn to come inside.

The pink and gold lobby looks like a bunny puked Easter everywhere, and the guy at the reservation desk looks a sort of silly putty shade of pinkish grey. He knows you by name and has a room reserved for you, but other than offering you fresh towels, that's all he has to say. Chances are, one of the residents will intercept you before you talk to Darryl the shade. They'll give you a guest basket with toiletries and chocolates and whatever else Caroline thinks a newcomer needs, and explain (nicely) that you're stuck here, but hey, it's not so bad. It's pretty safe, anyway. At least... so far.

II.
The red, gold and gaudy pink of the Copper Cafe overflows with residents. It's morning, the one and only time nearly everyone finds themselves in the same space for a short window before going about their day. The scent of fresh coffee laces the air, mingling with the buttery aroma of fresh baked pastry. The shade who serves as a cook, Kahni, awaits any orders that include chicken (chicken, not eggs), and Carlos has staffed one of the residents who can cook to make anything else you'd like. Kitty's pouring drinks -- no reason not to drink bloody maries or mimosas on your permanent holiday. Grab a spot at the counter or take a seat at an empty table, now that you're a resident too, there's no better way to start your day.

III. Network
[ooc: Our network is text-based and magic journal. No computers yet. You see this suspiciously well-painted image appear in your network-journal. Uh-oh. Someone taught Lillith to meme.]

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"This is the Madonna Inn." When people started to arrive, Xavin had changed up her usual routine. Instead of settling near the coffee and waiting for people to ask, she made a series of small-ish cappuccinos, loaded them on a tray, and started circulating.

Hot beverages were calming, after all. "It is not hell, to my knowledge. Do you want a coffee?"

He looked over to the strange girl - pretty, but definitely strange. Most girls her age didn't exactly approach a one-eyed black man like him. He knew he looked like he was ready to punch someone and that was because he was ready to punch someone. His eye drifted to the coffee in her hand, then back to her face.

"Do you really expect me to take the offer of a drink from a stranger in a strange place without expecting some sort of trickery involved?" He paused. "If you can add whiskey to that, I'll take it."

Xavin considered the request, then nodded. Many new arrivals wanted alcohol. It was a good idea. "Wait here, please."

She wove through people again, to the bar in the cafe, and took a bottle of Jack Daniels, shifting glasses on her tray until it would fit. Then, she returned to the large man and held up the tray again. "It is a sealed bottle. Open and pour as you wish, or keep the bottle if you like. Take a coffee or do not. I offer... limited trickery." Not no trickery. She was a Skrull in human shape.

Fury picked up on the subtle difference in her words, but didn't react to it as he picked up the bottle and decided - fuck it, it was 3 pm somewhere - and poured more Jack Daniels than there was coffee in the cup. He took the cup from her then. "Alright. So now I've given in to -" He took a sip " - not entirely terrible coffee. You planning on telling me why I'm here and how the hell I can get back home?"

"I will not tell you either of those things. I do not know myself." 'Not entirely terrible' coffee was likely the best she was going to get, and it wasn't like he wasn't practically drinking straight whiskey, anyway. "This is a pocket dimension. We arrive, we do not know why, and we cannot leave. Sometimes some of us disappear. We do not know how or to where or why." Most people hoped they'd gone home. Back to where they came from.

"Do you always speak without contractions?" Maybe he was just picking up on something that was a weird personal quirk, but man was it weird. He just got that sense from this young lady. It was bugging the hell out of him he couldn't place his finger on what it was though.

"So if no one knows why, then that means no one knows who's responsible. Yet." Now Fury had a mission.

"It is easier for me. English is not my first language, and this is my own voice." One of her own voices, anyway. She concentrated for a second before speaking next, thinking through the shortened speech. Without quite meaning to, her voice when she spoke was subtly different, and not just from the contractions, "I don't have to, it's just what I like."

She shook her head and dismissed the alteration. "There are many who are trying to discover how to get out or how to find those responsible for bringing us here. Some few of us are not displeased to be here, but we do not interfere with those efforts."

"Uh huh." He wasn't entirely convinced with her explanation. She was just so weird. And not in the 'plays video games in her mother's basement' weird. This was some combination of Banner, Thor, and that Spider-kid Stark was so enthused about and home-schooled weird.

"I'm going to assume by the way you answered that, you like being here then in Willy Wonka's favourite hotel."

"I do. I came here from a Majesdanian prison - do not worry if you do not recognize the name, it was in another galaxy - and I am content to be here instead of there." Here also contained Lillith and Hurley and all of Xavin's other new friends. "We are all here from different worlds and times. Some of us have no one else from our own worlds, some do, others cannot be sure."

He did not recognize the name of this apparent prison, but Fury did not look surprised at the mention of another galaxy - he had figured out a while ago there was a shit ton of things the people on Earth knew little about. He didn't like not knowing either. Not knowing brought things upon them like Thanos.

"Alright, you've got my interest now. Where is Majesdania and why were you there? And I'm going to go out on a limb here and say this means you're not human, so excuse me while I ask, 'what the hell are you' along with my other questions. If you don't mind, that it."

"I do not mind. I keep few secrets here." Xavin set down her tray, after taking a cappuccino for herself. "'Majesdania' is not a place. The planet was Majesdane, but it was destroyed in a conflict with my people, the Skrull Empire, after a guest insulted the dress of a Majesdanian bridesmaid at my wedding. I am Xavin, only surviving child of Prince De'Zean of Tarnax VII. I was imprisoned by Majesdanian survivors in the guise of my fiancée whom they blamed - unfairly, in my view - for her parents' crimes and the destruction of her homeworld. She only desired peace between our peoples, as I did. I chose to take her place and allow her to stay on Earth with her family. Some time later, I arrived here."

He only had one yet, but he blinked with it. He always wondered if people could see the 'blank stare' look with one eye. Hill never really answered that question when asked her. But now Fury was much more aware and much more tense. He knew of the Skrull. He knew they were not to be messed with. There were parts he definitely did not know. He filed a lot of it away including 'only surviving child of Prince De'Zean of Tarnax VII' - whoever the hell that was. This woman - was she a woman? - clearly didn't know who he was. He wasn't about to give that tactical advantage away either.

"Okay... Xavin. Not going to lie, you said a whole lot just now and only some of it made sense to me. You do know you're talking to a human, right? One from a little planet called Earth that thinks it's the center of the universe. You ever think of slowing that shit down a bit?"

"No, I never did. I have found it best to offer everything all at once." It was safer, lest she be suspected of keeping dangerous secrets or being Up To Something. Quite correctly, most Skrulls were not to be trusted. "I have lived on Earth for some years in my life. You are a resilient people, you will survive an 'infodump'."

Nick found himself feeling a little on edge with the notion someone like Xavin could be living on Earth for 'some years' and no one knew about it. He couldn't exactly do anything about it now, but he made a mental note to check on this if it turned out he was, in fact, no completely and utterly dead.

"We are resilient. And stubborn as hell." A warning as well as an observation. "How long have you been here in Lala Land?"

Xavin nodded, accepting the 'stubborn' addition as truth. "Nine months or so. Others have been here longer."

"Fantastic." It was not actually fantastic at all. "Well, let's see if I can break the record here for shortest stay possible, shall we?"

Xavin can't help a little smile. He'll learn eventually, and until he does he'll have something to focus on. "Good luck!"

He stared at her for a moment with a blank expression, then took his mostly-whiskied coffee and headed out for some recon.

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