TEST DRIVE MEME

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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

[calibrating]

That would be telling.

Actually, if you're feeling particularly crazy, go ahead and ask around about Archangel. You'll probably get a good feeling why I'm asking a few questions.

[neverknocks]

Yeah, 'cause givin' me a straight answer would be way too much work.

[ WOULD THAT REALLY BE SO HARD GARRUS. She rolls her eyes a little, mostly to herself, but it's not like she can't still find the whole situation kind of funny. It's just so absurd. ]

[calibrating]

Just think of me as that mysterious sage mentor type.

Hell, I can even throw in a cryptic riddle or two if it'll help. Free of charge.

[neverknocks]

And you think I'm crazy.

[ She lets out a snort, shaking her head. York doesn't know if all turians are this weird or if Garrus is just special, but either way, it's bizarre. ]

You're a funny guy, Garrus. So how can I keep in touch with you? Assuming, y'know, I'm not dead this time tomorrow.

[calibrating]

[Oh he's special, York. The most special.]

Depends on whether not you've got an omni-tool.

I'm willing to bet not, but I'm always game for pleasant surprises.

[neverknocks]

What -- one of these things, you mean?

[ York taps the sensor at her wrist and the omni-tool flashes into vibrant color. Welp. ]

Had it when I got here. It's kinda like the wearables we had at Sacrosanct, actually. These are a lot nicer, though.

[calibrating]

Got it in one.

[He has to ask, though, and he almost fears the answer:]

Do you know how to use it?

[neverknocks]

[ She actually scoffs a little, closing the omni-tool with a swipe of her finger. ]

C'mon, man, give me some credit. Holographic interfaces aren't that hard to figure out.

[calibrating]

Just making sure.

I didn't know if you were one of those crazy genius types, or just plain crazy.

[neverknocks]

Well, I don't know that anybody's called me a genius before.

[ Be careful, man. York's ego is susceptible to inflation. ]

[calibrating]

Is that so?

I take it back, then.

[neverknocks]

Yeah, yeah, you're real stingy with the compliments, aren't you?

[ York scoffs, rolling her eyes. Okay, okay, it goes both ways, but come on, Garrus. Give a girl a break, will you? ]

So I can reach you with the omni-tool then, huh? Man, these things are a lot like the wearables. Makes sense, though.

[calibrating]

[Garrus shrugs, although that same grin that popped up a few times during their conversation rears its mandible-y head again]

It's a turian thing. We have a really low compliment threshold.

And yeah. If you ever need me for anything, just give me a call. I'll forward you my contact information over an encrypted channel.

[neverknocks]

I appreciate that, Garrus. I got a feeling I'm gonna need you for somethin' eventually.

[ He's a useful ally, she can tell that much already. She leans forward a little more, resting her weight on one elbow. ]

Works both ways, y'know. I know I don't know much about this place, but -- y'know, if you ever need anything. Like I said, I've got talents.

[ She's sure they could work something out. ]

[calibrating]

If I need 'em, you'll be the first one I call.

[It almost sounds like a platitude, like something you'd say to someone who just gave you their business card before tossing it out in the nearest garbage can, but Garrus is sincere with his words, as always]

So if you ever want the esteemed honor of hearing my voice again, you'd better keep your head above the water.

[And sincere with his ego... as always]

[neverknocks]

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

[ York chuckles, mostly to herself. She takes Garrus seriously -- mostly -- but come on, man, what are you, her parole officer? She pulls herself to her feet, straightening up, and extends a gloved hand. ]

Nice meetin' you, Garrus. Thanks for the help. I'll be seein' you around.

[calibrating]

[HE CAN BE]

[Garrus takes her hand and gives it a firm shake]

You're welcome, and I'll be holding you to that.

[neverknocks]

[ York gives him one last grin, shaking his hand before she steps back. ]

Thanks for the drink, Garrus.

[ She picks up her helmet, tucking it under one arm, and she gives him a lazy little wave before she heads off, out of the bar. ]