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!

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Maeby Funke | Arrested Development | OTA (markets)

[lecousindangereux]

I. Want. To. Talk. To. Your. Supervisor.

[The terminal in front of her gave a contemplative whirl...but then just offered a list of option again. What the *bleep*. It was like trying to talk to a studio secretary. Or her mother after the first bottle of vodka. She may as well be screaming to herself. Ugh.

Maeby gave an aggravated snarl, nearly stepping away...and then, oh, yeah. Right. All the weird turtle and bird and...scuba diving enthusiasts? things everywhere. That's why she was trying to deal with HAL over here instead of demanding answers off the street. A lot of those teeth looked a little too pointy for her health. So. Back it was to the yelling at the Mac mines.]

Speaky english? I want to talk to someone in charge! I can't be kidnapped right now! No one will even notice!

[neverknocks]

[ York's slowly familiarizing herself with the environment -- it's all new to her, too, but it's hard not to notice the girl yelling at the computer terminal. York knows she's not the only one here who's kinda lost, but she hasn't been too worried. She's got a combat armor and a gun.

Still, she can't resist sidling up next to Maeby, raising an eyebrow as she looks down at the terminal over Maeby's shoulder. At least York's familiar with the tech level around here. ]

Y'know, I don't think these things respond all that well to verbal abuse. Must be one of the older models.

[lecousindangereux]

Yeah. I may as well be trying to get some freaking emoting from Keanu Ree-

[It was then that Maeby glanced up and over at the voice that had appeared behind her- and immediately took a laaaaarge side step away. From the armor. And the guns. How was this even happening to her? Time to put hands up in a nice, innocent gesture of 'please, I'm too beautiful to be murdered while I'm still a virgin.']

Uh. I didn't do it?

[neverknocks]

[ York actually laughs at that, because somehow Maeby's immediate jump to her own defense is a little familiar. York waves a hand, shaking her head. ]

I'm not lookin' to get you into trouble, kiddo. You look a little lost, though. Not in Kansas anymore?

[lecousindangereux]

[Okay. Mechanical overlord appeased for now. She lowered her hands, accompanied by a sharp raise of one eyebrow. Okay. A chance to maybe figure out this armor fetish thing going on here.]

Hey, it comes with movie references. Cool. And, yeah. We passed Kansas about ten freak outs ago.

[neverknocks]

Well, you're definitely not alone there. This isn't exactly my Kansas, either. And this isn't even the first time it's happened. Gettin' real tired of being zapped around to different universes.

[ Maeby is sassy. York likes that. She offers a rueful grin, shrugging one shoulder. ]

Anyway, I'm York. You got a name, kiddo?

[lecousindangereux]

Maeby.

[Oh, yeah. The fact her name sounds like 'maybe' comes with a small smirk. And, now, time to try the time that always manages to fool the self-absorbed and idiotic]

And kiddo? Marry me. Or tip my plastic surgeon.

i want you to know the idea of maeby in space is the best thing ever.

[electricslash]

[ Zoe would say she's got her own places to be, but to be honest this isn't a mission, even if Hackett had sent them out on one. It wasn't her fault the shuttle landed somewhere else. So she's been taking a leisurely walk through the markets, trying to find something decent to eat and taking in the sights.

And a kid is something that makes her stop. Kids aren't all that rare a sight these days, with how many have been orphaned in the war, but all alone on Omega is something of a stretch.

Zoe stops behind the girl and puts a hand on her shoulder, head tilted to the side. ] Hey, are you okay?

thank you! at least in space, no one can hear her lie?

[lecousindangereux]

Whoa-

[Maeby steps and twists away from the sudden contact, ignoring the question for now. Okay. So. It's a girl- woman. Person. Thing. No one that looks about to take her wallet (which, hey, at least someone would take it. No one here seemed that interested in her mom's visa card.)]

Hey, there. Buy a girl dinner before getting handsy, huh?

oh, maeby.

[electricslash]

Whoa!

[ Zoe raises her hands in a universal sign of "I didn't mean it like that," and she takes a half-step back to give the kid some space. Least she's got teeth. That's a good quality to have here. ]

Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you. Are you lost?

[lecousindangereux]

[Well. Alright. That's good enough for Maeby, whose survival skills end right about the point that it becomes annoying to use them.]

That doesn't even start to cover it. What- are you, like, the truancy officer or something?

[electricslash]

[ Zoe can't help the laugh that bubbles up, eyebrows rising. ]

I don't think Omega even has schools. I'm an N7.

[ She says the last part with a measure of pride, expecting it to be recognized. The title's new enough that Zoe's getting used to it herself, but she can't say she minds the looks she gets. ]

[lecousindangereux]

[Complete blank look of non-recognition, that's about the only way to describe Maeby's face at that.]

Are we just making up job titles to scam people now? Because, from one professional to another, you have to start with acronyms that could actually spell something. Like TBD.

[buymores]

[ oh hey, the strident sounds of a dissatisfied customer --- er in this case kidnap victim. it's familiar enough to actually be comforting and yes also maybe all his years at Buy More has given him a conditioned reflex to seek out anyone that high-pitched and try to defuse whatever's happening.

not that he can actually do anything to help but conditioned reflex and all.

he drifts over to Maeby and does that helpfully hovering store salesperson thing. he might be a Nerd Herder but he's had to help out the sales staff a few times. ]

Maybe there's an emergency services option? Or a "push button in case of 'where the heck am I?'"

[ said with a professionally courteous smile ]

[lecousindangereux]

[Maeby looks at him with a sheer expression of concern for a moment- then shrugs. Okay. Maybe. Too bad the way she goes about it is to start hitting the machine. First on the side. Then the top. Then the other side.]

I think it's defective.