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!

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Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[activating]

[ What good is a gun in the attic? Probably none, but that isn't stopping her from clutching the primitive pistol in both hands, finger hooked firmly around the trigger.

Fear. That's what the bastards want her to feel and that's certainly what she's going through right now, back pressed to a wall. She hasn't managed to stray much further than the area immediately outside the landing bay. Any moment now something truly horrific is going to spring out at her. And then what? Kill her? She couldn't care less about those that are walking by, looking at her as though she's gone mad. Killing them won't bother her in the slightest.

Were she in a better frame of mind she'd concede that, yes, she does look rather... unkempt and wild eyed. The gun doesn't help matters, either. ]

[chose]

[what is it about Shepard that draws her to people in trouble? she doesn't even know.

while Omega has its share of the aggressive and the crazy, and certainly mixes of both, she can't help but see the figure cowering against the wall and feel that tug of empathy pulling her over.

so there, a gentle hand on your shoulder and a quiet voice.]

Hey. You mind putting that down? Someone here might take it the wrong way.

[activating]

[ There's no noise from her as she jerks away from the hand. She's not going to give anyone the satisfaction of hearing her scream or whimper, it's a big enough bruise on her pride that she's cowering like a bloody child instead of just getting on with whatever nightmare she's convinced is looming.

It's a wonder she doesn't just pull the trigger immediately, though she does turn the gun on this new woman. There's a deep, shaky inhale before she speaks and, despite her appearance and the way she's tensed, it comes out surprisingly even. ]

I don't think so.

[chose]

[maybe it's common sense to pull back, but...Shepard's not letting go. she just nods.]

Okay. I get that you're scared, but this station is full of mercs just waiting for an excuse to hurt somebody. I don't want that somebody to be you, but having a gun pointed at everybody kind of gives people the wrong idea. I won't take it from you, but if you put the gun down, I promise no one will hurt you. Especially not me.

[activating]

[ A moment of hesitation, the knuckle of her supporting hand going white as her grip tightens. But then both hands ease and her finger leaves the trigger, pointing the muzzle down towards the floor. She has no holster, nowhere to stash the gun but the pockets of her trousers. ]

Where the bloody hell am I supposed to be?

[chose]

You tell me.

[Shepard's smiling and visibly relaxed. she makes a mental note of where the gun is before continuing.]

I'm Commander Shepard of the Alliance Navy. I was on my ship headed somewhere...completely different. What about you? What's the last thing you remember?

[activating]

[ There's no hint of recognition at the name or the mention of the Alliance. In fact, she appears more perplexed by this new information than anything else. ]

I went to sleep.

[chose]

And then you were on the shuttle?

[activating]

Yes.

[ A pause, furrowing her brow. ]

What... year is this?

[chose]

[Shepard searches the woman's face for a moment, before a quiet:]

2186.

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[akinship]

[Well, does 'truly horrific' mean 'obviously alien' or are we talking more human monsters? Because Akin noticed the woman there. He can recognize the gun as a gun, even if the one's he's seen are a lot more primitive. On the other hand, he also recognizes that the woman is obviously scared and thus a danger to the other humans here, not to mention herself.]

[So he approaches in plain sight, arms spread showing that he's not holding anything. It wouldn't be reassuring to humans who met Oankali before -- increased reflexes and strength made humans wary -- but Akin couldn't taste the chemical markers Oankali left on any of the humans here. ]

[The other problem was that his parents had told him humans found Oankali looks rather frightening when the species first met. He'd have to hope that being smaller than most adult humans would help.]

Hello there. Are you all right?

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[activating]

Stay back! I will shoot you!

[ His appearance is making her question what dusty corner of her mind she imagined him from. In fact, she wasn't aware she possessed an imagination as... vivid as it appears to be. She had always assumed those confined to the attic had 'experiences' that were closer to home.

But there's no other explanation. That must be where she is. ]

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[akinship]

[Akin is staying away. Gunshots hurt.]

I wish you wouldn't. You could hit someone here by mistake.

My name is Akin. What's yours?

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[activating]

[ Her eyes flicker from him to just over his shoulder and then back again. ]

If you're going to kill me, just bloody get it over with!

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[akinship]

[Akin tilts his head to the side]

I'm not going to kill you. I'm a pacifist; I don't even eat animal flesh.

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[activating]

[ Obviously he's just waiting for her to let her guard down before he sinks his teeth, or whatever he has, into her face. No, she's not falling for it. ]

Where is... this.

[ Gestures with the gun, keeping both hands firmly on it. ]

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[akinship]

[Akin... well, he doesn't have eyes, but some of his head tentacles are tracking the gun.]

I don't know. I just arrived myself. It's not an Oankali construction; I don't know who it belongs to.

Re: Adelle DeWitt | Dollhouse

[activating]

[ Unsettling as everything is, including Akin and the appearance of other aliens, it's slowly dawning on her that she can't be in the attic. There's no other explanation, but...

But if she is, she can escape. She just needs to not get killed long enough to work out how. ]

What is an Oankali?

[ Despite her hand relaxing slightly, she doesn't move the gun from where it's pointed at him, finger still coiled around the trigger. ]

This time with the right account

[akinship]

A species of what you'd call aliens. Not a species that appears to be native to here, though.

[articletwelve]

[ This place is a lot to get used to, but for someone who's spent most of his life in space, it's not all that strange. The aliens, sure, they're a change of pace, but all things considered, Wash knows it could have been much worse.

He stops just outside the landing bay to get his bearings, and it's only a moment before he tugs off his helmet -- there's not much use for a motion tracker in a crowd like this. He tucks it under his arm, looking from side to side, and his eyes fall on the woman pressed against the wall and clutching a gun.

She doesn't look like she's about to shoot -- honestly, she looks more out of place than anything else. A frown tugs at the corner of his lips, and Wash turns towards her, his steps heavy from the weight of his armor. ]

--What are you doing?

[ ooc: So I use Tahmoh for Wash's pb and... yeah. C: If you're not up for facetwin shenanigans, no worries! ]

[activating]

[ The sound of his voice shocks her before she can even look towards him, swinging the gun around to point the muzzle at his chest. It takes a few moments before the disbelief registers on her face, the colour quickly draining from her.

She looks like she's seen a ghost. ]

... Paul?

[ ooc: I was actually going to message you and enquire about that if I actually get into the game! :x ]

[articletwelve]

[ It's hardly the first time Wash has had a gun pointed on him, but he's not used to the person on the other end looking that rattled. There's a flicker of recognition in the woman's eyes, though he can only look at her with some confusion. ]

Uh-- no. Do I know you?

[ ooc: ♥ i'm up for whatever, just ping me if you want to sort stuff out! for reference, wash here happens to have an eerily similar personality to paul (who i also play), though this one's had some extra development. ]

[activating]

[ Honestly, she doesn't know what to think. Is this a game? A trick? Paul's supposed to be dead and yet, here he is. Stood in front of her. She is convinced it's him and, rather than her grip relaxing as one might expect in a 'reunion', it tightens. ]

Echo - !

[ Her mouth pulls down at the corners in a grimace after she blurts the name out, slowly shaking her head before straightening up, as if with a refreshed resolve. The expression on her face is just as confused, as pained. ]

Does Echo know you're here?

[ His denial and question have both fallen on deaf ears. ]

[ooc: Okie dokie. Same thing, feel free to ping me if you need anything. I look forward to the shenanigans! :) ]

[articletwelve]

[ If anything, she's the one who sounds like they've got a problem with an echo. What was curiosity is now outright befuddlement, and Wash leans forward to get a better look at her. The best guess he has is that she's delirious -- or maybe just not processing the change in scenery very well. ]

I-- look, maybe you should sit down or something.