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synodiporia_ooc2018-04-21 01:37 am
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TEST DRIVE #24
Welcome to the Synodiporia Test Drive Meme! Below the cuts there are two new prompts, and here are the prompts from previous test-drives, which you’re still welcome to use in this post. When you comment, be sure you specify what prompt you want to play with, and please put up your own threadstarter—it makes for a much more friendly environment than a forest of bare toplevels! OCs are especially welcome! Please take a quick look at our Directory & familiarize yourself with the concept and setting of the game before you jump in.
Our upcoming app round runs April 21-28. Our next Jaunt will be Digital Frontier: Legacy Mode, a return visit to the Grid, where investigation of the secrets held by a new computer system will be investigated. The jaunt will be accompanied by the walkabout Northern Lights, where a ski resort in Finland is subject to some unusual happenings during the longest night of the year.
Prompt #62 is a Liminal Space that offers a chance to get clean, if you can work with its quirks.
Prompt #63 gives players a taste of the exploration setup used on the Grid previously.
#62
Liminal Space is a laundromat - the rows of washers and dryers stretch into the distance, occasionally punctuated by the doors to Travelers’ private created spaces. If you’ve been looking for a chance to wash your clothes, you can even do that; there are stacks of odd gold coins marked with five-pointed stars around, apparently of a perfect size to slot into the machines.
Of course, first you have to free a machine of its resident hamsters.
They’re not true animals - instead, they’re made of cloth. One might be flannel, another denim, and so on. They’re all running endlessly in the washer and dryers like they’re hamster wheels, and the detergent and fabric softener dispensers in the Liminal Laundromat look more like a drip-feed water bottle you’d leave upended in an actual hamster’s cage.
#63
(For a quick rundown of the Grid’s various factions, see here. Automata are not on this short list, since their functions changed significantly after the last jaunt and we haven’t formally sorted out how yet.)
It took quite a bit of scanning, but the Defenders in this system are now satisfied that the Programs visiting from the Grid to help with their data reclamation didn’t come bearing new and unusual strains of corruption. Their wariness isn’t uncalled for, given that Programs come in one of two colors, and the Grid’s visitors apparently have another three to come to grips with.
With the conclusion of the quarantine protocol, all Programs are now free to explore the area and see what they can find. The task goes faster in groups of Programs, and a fair amount of work is required before a sector is considered fully processed. You might find nothing, or you might find something - or you might find danger, in the form of corrupted data.
Our upcoming app round runs April 21-28. Our next Jaunt will be Digital Frontier: Legacy Mode, a return visit to the Grid, where investigation of the secrets held by a new computer system will be investigated. The jaunt will be accompanied by the walkabout Northern Lights, where a ski resort in Finland is subject to some unusual happenings during the longest night of the year.
Prompt #62 is a Liminal Space that offers a chance to get clean, if you can work with its quirks.
Prompt #63 gives players a taste of the exploration setup used on the Grid previously.
#62
Liminal Space is a laundromat - the rows of washers and dryers stretch into the distance, occasionally punctuated by the doors to Travelers’ private created spaces. If you’ve been looking for a chance to wash your clothes, you can even do that; there are stacks of odd gold coins marked with five-pointed stars around, apparently of a perfect size to slot into the machines.
Of course, first you have to free a machine of its resident hamsters.
They’re not true animals - instead, they’re made of cloth. One might be flannel, another denim, and so on. They’re all running endlessly in the washer and dryers like they’re hamster wheels, and the detergent and fabric softener dispensers in the Liminal Laundromat look more like a drip-feed water bottle you’d leave upended in an actual hamster’s cage.
#63
(For a quick rundown of the Grid’s various factions, see here. Automata are not on this short list, since their functions changed significantly after the last jaunt and we haven’t formally sorted out how yet.)
It took quite a bit of scanning, but the Defenders in this system are now satisfied that the Programs visiting from the Grid to help with their data reclamation didn’t come bearing new and unusual strains of corruption. Their wariness isn’t uncalled for, given that Programs come in one of two colors, and the Grid’s visitors apparently have another three to come to grips with.
With the conclusion of the quarantine protocol, all Programs are now free to explore the area and see what they can find. The task goes faster in groups of Programs, and a fair amount of work is required before a sector is considered fully processed. You might find nothing, or you might find something - or you might find danger, in the form of corrupted data.
No, it's great. I'm imagining Matt as Penny and Shiro as Captain Hammer now.
"Ok, so. You don't want to wash underclothes too hot or they'll shrink, and that's really uncomfortable and unnecessary."
Dear Stars Above, he's teaching Bishie Galra to do laundry. Poking a few settings, and explaining while he does so, he waves a hand when he's done. "There. Just toss your stuff in, and hit that button when you're ready."
that might be the best mental image I've ever had, thank you
Probably a little sarcastic, but he he was still joking and not at all offended.
"I do know the general schematics of such machines. I simply had no desire to try to operate one without knowings its particular operational protocols. There may have been times in the past that I have done so with less than optimal results." It was getting a bit tougher not to at least smirk by the second, but he managed to rein in his humor. It wouldn't do to show outright levity to someone who may very well not recognize him in the slightest.
Yep, the Emperor of the Galra Empire sure did just tell you that he's shrunk his undies a few times, Matt. Have fun with that information!
He desperately wanted to ask if the others were here, having noticed the Paladin under-armor easily enough. But to do such a thing would alert this one to his interest, and if he truly didn't know who Lotor was, that could put him at a distinct disadvantage.
"Might there be an area I could utilize to remove such garments?"
I always do like to share my terrible thoughts.
A pause and he smiles. "Dude, I think everyone who's ever washed their clothes has shrunk them at one point or another." Turning, he points at a small room to the side. "Try over there. I think there were some bathrobes in there when I poked my head in searching for soap. It's not the best, but it's something to wear."
nice, i do too xD
He'd have laughed, were he less confused. Or at least chuckled. But the humor seemed to be over now that he had a plan for maintaining his clothing, and he was eager to see to that so he could formulate some form of plan to determine just what was going on, and why someone who should know him seemed not to.
"I will do so, thank you. Much better an option than simply wearing the armor with nothing under it."
Because that was more horrifying than the idea that Haggar had somehow corrupted things enough to make any of this a possibility.