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TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY

— TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY—

Welcome to

empatheias' test drive meme. This test drive is to help interested players test their characters in the game's environment. We've included a few prompts that incorporate specific elements of the game, though you'll find all of them have a lot of leeway for players to get as creative as necessary. Before diving in, here are a few things we'd like to remind everyone about the game in general:

Date reminders. Reserves open Wednesday, January 25 and Applications (Canon | OC) open Wednesday, January 1st.
OC Reminder! Just a quick reminder that original characters are allowed. Those interested can also use the test drive. OCs do not need to be reserved.
Emotions are key! Empatheias' premise focuses on how anyone's emotions can affect their environment, be it big or small. While not every emotion will cause a reaction, significant ones definitely will. How much effect a character will have will ultimately be up to you, the player. Also, while we're giving a lot of leeway for the test drive, keep in mind that there will be some limits in the actual game.
Everyone has an amulet. All characters have a unique amulet that is specialized for them. It will contain all of their emotion drops and it serves as the network device. Remember, communication is telepathic. Otherwise, it works basically the same.
Assume the character is already in the game. Because "OMG WHERE AM I IS THIS REAL LIFE" threads aren't going to be very helpful in this test drive! Plus those are going to happen in-game, anyway. So to make things easier, just assume that they've been around at least a week or so. Still learning the ropes, but not a complete "first day" experience.
First or third person allowed. Your threads can be in either first or third, but we'd advise being flexible about it. Remember, these threads can also be used in your application for samples! Reminder: We only require one sample and it can be done in either format. We have also made a change to our sample requirements, so look over the Applications page!

Now with that out of the way, here are some prompts you guys can work from!

PROMPTS

• Prompt A: How about giving the emotions a try?

• Prompt B: Refer to the Task Board and choose a task your character may be interested in taking up. For this prompt, you could have your character ask for help, already be in the middle of the job, or react to it in some way. Perhaps they were an unfortunate victim or want to create a job countering an existing one. You could even have a prompt making a job request. Creating jobs for the purpose of the test drive is absolutely doable.

• Prompt C: How about giving the amulets a go? Start a telepathic conversation and see how it works. Remember, the amulets are sending out the owner's thoughts so might want to be careful about how the stream of consciousness goes...

• Prompt D: Over two years ago, the ill fated Red String of Fate toy made its debut. At the time it seemed like a solid idea, but as it turned out… it didn’t exactly work as advertised. People found themselves tied together with entirely incompatible people instead of the proclaimed “emotionally compatible” and to top it off, personal, influential and private telepathic communication came out drenched in sap and overly lovey-dovey overtones. It was, without a doubt, one of the company’s least successful product launches ever. And you would think that they would have learned. However, they decided to try again, and… well. It wasn’t exactly all that well thought out the second time around. But third time’s the charm, right? Wrong. Even if this time, it’s in the form of rings that will draw two people together in a “matched pair” rather than a string.

There’s not really anything wrong with believing in true love, but trying to formulate a product that can detect someone’s ideal mate is innately flawed. Which only means that no matter how many times the product is adjusted, it’s just not going to work. Those who wind up with the product shoved onto their fingers (by a sales rep or through actually purchasing the product) will find themselves, once again, pulled by an unseen force to the nearest person they are “compatible with”. Same height, same hair color, whatever. It’s not exactly discriminatory. …Unfortunately as poor a match as they may be, the two cannot be separated until they share a meaningful embrace. So settle in, you might be together for a while.

In certain pairs, normal conversation is often unintentionally made amorous, simply from inflection in voice, or perhaps a heightened affectionate emotion. Or, on the flip side, anger and aggression is increased ten fold, but it’s kind of 50-50 as to what effect will take place, all dependant on which hand they wear the ring. Left, romance, Right? Anger.

• Prompt E: The inexplicably cavernous sewers of Verens are no place for a sane individual, but here you are anyway—dropped there by some horrible emotional shift that made an entire section of street vanish and then reappear above your heads as if nothing had happened. You and the poor fool you’ve been dumped down here with need to find your way to the access tunnels and climb out, or perhaps go the other way and swim out through the Lake Niras outflow. Or just smash your way out, if you’re feeling destructive. But your own emotions will work against you, as you struggle against the terrible scent, the darkness, and the entirely-justified questioning of why your life has taken this horrible turn.

There’s something odd about the way the water and sewage is sloshing around your ankles, almost as if it’s rising. But wait, that can’t possibly be a pair of eyes you see under the oil slick surface… could it? You’ve heard rumors about all sorts of beasties down here but surely your mind is just playing tricks on you.

Remember that part about emotions turning against you? Maybe you’ve been trapped down here way too long with someone who’s just not living up to your expectations, or you’ve got something else on your minds—but the smell around you certainly seems to be growing thicker, the scent growing harder and harder to ignore. The water and grossness at your feet also seems to be growing thicker almost as though it’s curing like cement. The cause? Negative emotions. But are they yours or the person you’re stuck here with? Perhaps you should work through those post haste…

Escape! You’ve made it out, but not without a great amount of effort on both you and your partner’s parts. Did you manage to find a way out through the access tunnels? Or perhaps you really did travel through all that much to the Lake Niras outflow… whatever it is, You’re certainly stinky, and possibly tired and cranky too.

• Prompt F: Some bandits went and stole another airship, only this time the Enforcers are prepared with a few of their own. Join in for some intense air battles. Just don't make the ship explode—they'd like it back in one piece please. Unless you're actually on the bandit team, in which case you probably want to blow up the Enforcer ship.

What's an airship fight without some on deck action? Either the bandits are swinging over to the ship you're on, or maybe you're swinging over there. Whatever the case, it's a full on brawl. Just watch out—those bandits are well-armed with some interesting firearms and weapons. If hit, one of the following emotions will start to take over your senses: unquestionable rage, debilitating fear and panic, and sleepiness. Needless to say, these effects will hinder one's ability to fight.

Can you fly or are you okay with climbing up the full height of your airship? Then grab a few sleep and apathy grenades and throw them at the bandits. Just be careful not to accidentally hit your allies. Otherwise they will be the ones feeling sleepy and want to give up. Also watch out for flying nets and bullets. Those bandits will definitely try to bring you down.

While the enforcers are trying to maintain the integrity of the stolen ship, the bandits feel no such need to hold back and are freely unloading their weapons onto the Enforcer's ships, forcing them to defend themselves. Other than decapacitating the bandit behind the weapon, it's also possible to overload it with intense emotions. Explode it with rage or clog it with happy, loving flowers.

• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include bubblegum and/or toadstools.

For your threads, put the Character Name and the Canon in the subject line to help readily identify them. You're also welcome to use more than one prompt for respondents to choose from. If you have any questions or want to brush up on the game information, refer to the Game Information entry. Otherwise, tag around and have fun!

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[There were no doubt unfriendly creatures in the sewer, but perhaps the being bound to be most unfriendly to Krennic is yet another person who had been unceremoniously dropped into the sewer.

It's dark and disgusting inside the sewer, and Leia, unfortunately, has no source of light to help her here. She's relying on her hand on the wall and whatever light seeps in from the grates high above them to try and figure out where she's going and what parts of the tunnels she should avoid. Thankfully--or perhaps unthankfully--the combination of the water sloshing as Krennic walks and the white of his uniform catches Leia's attention, but they're not close enough for her to make out any details of his uniform or face.

Still. It's another person, and he might have information on where the exit is. Or where it isn't.]

Who's there?

[She looks around, eyes widening as she takes in the carnage. What is she doing? This isn't her.]

I...

[She lowers her lightsabers. One of the few remaining bandits gets up, ready to attack her now that her guard's down right up until she looks at him and he cowers away in fear.]

What have I done?

[She gives him a look.] No, you've just shrunk. [Of course she's from the future. She's thirty.

She smiles slimly.]

Been a long time, Anakin.

[At least, since he looked like this.]

[At least the sound of the woman's voice indicated that it wasn't some creature coming towards him. He didn't holster his blaster just yet, however, cautious. She seemed to be alone and so he approached her, holding the weapon down.

Once he could make out her face he took a moment to look her over but he didn't recognize her.]

Are you familiar with these sewers?

[He decided to skip over the introductions, for now since he assumed that she would want to find a way out sooner rather than later.]

I wasn't going to!

[He totally was, though.]

Only for people I like... and you, since you saw it anyways.

[But his tail is wagging just a bit so he might actually not mind Takumi.]

[what no he wants to hang out with people.]

W... well, that's your choice. But you're really missing out.

They couldn't take me. [She snarls, raising her lightsabers, though at least she stops short of actually attacking Leia.] No one can take me.

[Despite being here for approximately one year, Hux is still a little surprised to find himself in the dank sewers without any prior warning. Utterly disgusting and his civilian clothes are now ruined, but keeping his emotions in check is the gut reaction to anything that happens in this city. Simply lashing out or letting his anxiety get to him will only make this situation worse.

Luckily, perhaps, he doesn't seem to be the only person here.

Hux has his own blaster out already, in case the guy in his formerly white uniform decides to make this more difficult than it should be. Not to mention, other potential threats down here.]

It appears that the both of us have fallen to this city's usual antics.

[Even in the dim light, it's easy to tell that the blaster the other man carried was of a familiar design to the ones Imperial officers usually carried. His own blaster was unique which suited him.

He looked Hux over, raising his eyebrows. No uniform, not impressive from what he could tell from a first glance. Either way, he wouldn't lower his guard.

This happens often then?

[He was starting to miss Geonosis. That wasteland of a planet seemed like a paradise compared to this.]

[Hux finally notices the weapon that Krennic has on hand, a heavy blaster pistol although slightly modified from what he can tell. Interesting and now it's quite obvious that he's someone from his galaxy. That is enough for the general to observe the other man for a few moments, his eyes taking in his uniform.

A white Imperial uniform. ~~holy shit someone from the empire finally what is this world coming to~~

Although he recognizes the outfit, Krennic's face doesn't really ring any bells. But it matters little to Hux right now, if he is truly an officer from the Empire, then they should be fine in clearing a way back to the surface. Better than being trapped here with Resistance scum.]

Falling into the sewers, no. The unpredictability and sudden shift of the very structure of this city is common however. [Despite trusting Krennic a little more compared to earlier, he doesn't release his weapon. It would be foolish to do so.]

Unfortunate, but not surprising given that this island is influenced by the very emotions of the people here. [And most people are disorderly and unable to control themselves.]

I suggest we find a way out of here sooner rather than later. Do you have any knowledge of the layout of the sewer system?

[There would be time to determine who Hux was and how he came to be carrying what seemed to be an Imperial designed blaster. For now, he would focus on their more immediate problem.

He had been trying to pick out patterns in the wall and the grates above but nothing seemed like it would be a suitable way out. He peered to either side before looking at the flow of the current of the slug around their feet.]

I suggest we move against the current. I doubt we want to be wherever this water is draining into.

I would certainly not be against a change of heart... even if it is far too late for most matters.

Speaking of being late for matters, we really have been getting off topic.

[ There's a part of him that just wants to hug her, and then there's another part that wants to apologize.

He settles for neither of them, for now. ]

I'm glad to see you.

[ And he is. He definitely is. Because if seeing Ahsoka like this tells him one thing, then that she survived. ]

People just had no taste, that was all. That and they were probably squeamish when it came to spiders, but one had to take on onerous tasks on occasion.

Walking towards the tree, William looked it over. "So there are," he said as he gestured for the jar to be opened. He carefully picked one up, watching as it squirmed and then rolled up. "Hopefully a few of these will be enough."

[As she looked at the older girl, that's when she attempted to bite said little hole at the gum. Although, that did present another problem. Now that she was bringing said girl bubble closer to her, that's when her entire chin was stuck!

Cue even more flailing from the poor girl! If Yuuri could hear, she might be able to her the muffled cries of "Why must the good die young?!"]

[ He won't deny his hair being a rad feature and he does stroke down it fondly. ]

That's just one of my draw points. I'm a detective by day, rock star by night. The chicks dig me.

[ Or, well, he was. ]

[A calm but amused sounding voice speaks through all the murmurs. It'll sound crystal clear unlike the rest. There's a slight hint of amusement because really using the crystal for the first time would seem odd to any newcomers.]

It will get easier with time. You should try focusing on your own set of thoughts. To warn you, everyone heard that. If that's how madness truly is, those of us who've been here longer must have felt that way in the beginning. Wait until you see what your emotions can really do once you practice more control.

[If you have any feelings or emotions, even hate or anger will cause effects. Poe stays on the more positive side of emotions but everything needs balance.]

[A voice finally stood out and he could feel emotions which he knew weren't his.]

Who are you?

[He didn't like the idea of others in his head, knowing what he was feeling and thinking. His mind held.]

So you can feel my every thought and emotion. There is no way to block others out?

[His emotions were calmer now but the anger was still there, just beneath the surface. No matter how much he tried it still welled up inside of him like bile. He wanted revenge, he wanted to take back what was his, he wanted to make that incompetent old man suffer.]

[Poe was thankful that the other wasn't too upset or angry all at once. It was better than other grumpier people he would encounter.]

My name is Poe Dameron. You can block out others. In fact you can turn off a telepathic link. Some people can do it easier than others. And no, we can't hear your every thought and emotion. You can create an accidental telepathic link due to heightened one. We can see what your emotions can create. It's better to show in person. But you can send an image through a link like this.

[He keeps to himself though and doesn't send anything. Because he still asks out of being polite. Poe doesn't mind it though since it can happen on accident to others. But his personal preference is to ask. His own thoughts though can be loud and might rudely interject when he didn't want to anymore.]

It'll take some practice. Then it will get easier.

The Jedi don't commonly use telepathy, though.

[ Though there's that bond between a Master and their student that can make doing so easier. But really, telepathy is more of a Sith thing.

And while this may be a random thing to point out, the fact that she knows of the Jedi tells him that she must come from their universe. ]

You might want to try the Welcome Center.

Tell me how to turn it off.

[The demand is curt and forceful. He's not in the mood to ask nicely and he knows his emotions are strong. He can't afford to let them spill over for just anyone to pick up. All his life he had struggled to keep his emotions in check, from getting the best of him but failing.]

What can my emotions create then?

[Perhaps he could turn that to his advantage once he had become accustomed to this place.]

How do you turn off your own thoughts? It's basically the same thing. Give it a try. No hard feelings if you break the link. I can if you get too frustrated.

[He wouldn't want Krennic to set something on fire or blow something up next to him. Or whatever negative effect his emotions provide. Everyone's was different in some way. Poe was willing to help anyone until they proved to be dangerous.]

Well, depending on the feeling positive or negative it can cause a certain effect. For me when I'm feeling more happy I can make objects glow. You can change colors of things too based on the emotion you're feeling. But to really control them and not accidentally cause outbursts, you meditate. I haven't been able to fully control things the way I want for longer because of that.

[Poe can't stay still long enough. He wants to be on the move but he has been learning the dunamis so he could better protect himself.]

No more familiar with them than you are.

[The nearer he drew, the more clearly she could make out his features. Her gaze drops from his face first to the insignia on his chest, then to the blaster in his hand. The both of those are more than enough to tell her he happens to be from the same galaxy, and is, unfortunately, no one she could consider an ally. His identity beyond that is something Leia doesn't recognize just yet, but based on his response, she assumes that cluelessness is mutual.

So, for now, she can shove aside her disgust and work first on getting out of here. But she can't disguise the way the water around them thickens and grows heavier as a result of that disgust, despite her neutral facade.]

The street opened up and I found myself down here. There's no exit in the direction I came from.

[To clarify, she tilts her head in the direction she'd been coming from, careful to not take her eyes off of Krennic as she does so.]

[He noticed how she looked him over and it seemed that she recognized his uniform.

Despite his extensive work on Coruscant designing government buildings and meetings with Mas Amedda, he didn't really pay much attention to a Senate that was, for the most part, a facade. But he took note of how she never seemed to take her eyes from him, clearly cautious.

He looked down as the water thickened, the smell was getting worse by the minute.]

I suggest we don't head in the same direction the water is draining unless you want to swim through it. No doubt we can find a ladder or some access point to the surface street eventually.

Ariel opens the lid as requested, hoping the larvae's squirming will be enough to make the spiders take quick action and lose interest his presence.

"If they get full enough, they won't have enough energy to be so worked up about their captivity."

Though, that does make him pause for a moment.

"What do you plan to do with them after you finish collecting them?"

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E- KRENNIC :D

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Sorry about the late!

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C - Because I'm forever the latest.

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