TEST DRIVE MEME

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ΩUTSIDERS
TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to the outsiders test drive meme! You can use this post to tag with characters you're interested in bringing to the game or who you'd like to try out in the setting.


Please set all threads in one of three areas: the landing zone, where your character get off the shuttle upon arrival; the markets, where your character might run into any of the station's alien population; or in the residential district they'll be staying in.

φ Please give the name and canon of your character in the subject line! OCs and AUs are welcome.
φ You may use threads from this post as a log sample, so long as it has at least 5 of your comments in action tags or prose.
φ You can keep CR from this meme if both players agree to it OOCly, and so long as you keep interactions to these starting areas.
φ Apps open on 1/27; the game opens 2/2.
φ You can find more information on our setting here, and our navigation is here!

Comments

sounds like a plan B)

[electricslash]

[ Zoe doesn't quite jump at the voice, but it's a close thing. She's never been the most aware of her surroundings, on the field or not, and though she's not too startled by it, the force of it has her at full alert.

She doesn't recognize the armor, but it sure as shit doesn't look like it's Alliance-issue. Zoe cocks an eyebrow in the man's direction. ]

Was I supposed to?

[oldcrimes]

[ She groans and rolls her eyes, clenching her jaw. Great. This is the last thing she needs, really. Valca is going to kick her ass and Bob is just going to mock her until she dies. She doesn't even remember clearly how she got there. She's pretty sure last time she blinked she was putting on the gear to get some pirate shit done. Not anywhere near Omega, she would add. ]

I would hope so. [ But, to be sincere, no, not really. At all. Raising a hand to her helmet, she rubs it in a symbolic gesture and groans. ] Shit. What time is it. [ Hmm, actually: ] And what day is it?

[electricslash]

[ Okay, so he's lost and confused. Zoe's not sure what to make of this guy, but she supposes that people on Omega are different, what with the whole merc thing.

There's only one way she can interpret the way he reaches up for his head, though. Zoe tips her head at him, faint concern on her brow. ]

Pretty sure it's still Tuesday. Did you hit your head or something?