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Khu Ioduan Mods ([personal profile] khuimods) wrote in [community profile] archishellago2018-01-05 10:58 am
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Test Drive Meme #001

KHU IODUAN; TEST DRIVE MEME #001



I. THE VERDANT SENTRY - Attention, New Recruits!
It's clear that all of the city's law enforcement is handled by the various branches of the Sentry: from Mounted Division handling street patrol, to the Aerial Corps provided airborne support for tactical and rescue operations, to the Nautical Branch undertaking regular sea patrols as the first line of defense along the archipelago's borders. But everyone interested in joining up has to go through their basic training program, and that starts today with a general skills assessment. There's quite a mix of attendees today, spread across nearly every race represented in Aifaran and including other Dreamfolk, but whatever the recruiter is saying is getting lost in the two chatty Igheeri who seem to think they're too good to listen to the standard welcome speech... time to interrupt by signaling the person in charge? Take care of it yourself? Gripe about it to the person in line beside you?


II. KIRIN RODEO - Place Your Bets!
At the end of every month, the Mounted Division of the Sentry holds their skills competition. When they're not on the field, their steeds are often the subject of much admiration from children and more than a few adults. Astride many breeds of kirin, some lithe and fleet, some stockier and stronger, these off-duty officers demonstrate their control and bond over the notoriously strong-willed and intelligent creatures with complicated maneuvers. There's a surprisingly in-depth system for betting on one's favourite to win the various matches, and just about everyone's willing to explain the odds to newcomers. There's only one rule: all proceeds go to funding of the city's charities. (Bragging rights on winning are still yours to keep.) Two bells ring loudly over the crowd - last call for wagers!


III. WE HAVE REGULATIONS ABOUT THIS - Munga on the Loose!
Munga are ill-tempered, rat-sized spiky lizards with a gift for camouflage, and whose venom in their spines and teeth is also highly hallucinogenic. And... they're on the loose. Fortunately, keeping them is highly regulated, and pretty much everyone in Aifaran knows about them, but loose Munga are uncommon enough that the reaction is more likely to be startled flailing at a hint of spines and skittering. Today someone's exotic pet has slipped out of their hands, and it's trailing a harness and lead as it zigzags away, prickling and hissing and going for the ankles. It's given a wide berth, except by those who don't notice until it's too late or those too preoccupied by something else. Hopefully the proper authorities have been notified to catch and return the creature, but maybe someone helpful can keep it from getting too far away?


IV. A SURPRISE WINDFALL - Officer, This Isn't Mine...
There was a loud thud as someone tosses a heavy bag from the window of a dilapidated building. Five seconds later there’s smoke pouring out the windows and your holding what seems to be someone else’s luggage. Opening it, you find carefully wrapped bricks of some very illegal drugs, and someone down the side alley is pointing at you and yelling. A mounted Sentry officer is giving you a rather peculiar look as well while he calls in the fire brigade. And among the people fleeing the building, there are five Kin’nal looking at you, wide-eyed, as it suddenly dawns on them that they messed up. Take your new prize and split before reinforcements arrive? Try to explain the mistake? Take note that the building is still on fire?


V. INTO THE UNKNOWN - Watch Your Back Out There
The sea patrol discovered the new irregularity a few days ago, reporting that it looks like a series of tall and jagged stone towers rising up from the ocean. It's incomplete as these planar-shunted locations often are, as if something massive had taken a bite of some mysterious city and then spat it whole into the seas of Konryu. Having been chosen as part of the exploration team, you've been working your way through the complicated labyrinth of stone tunnels and dead ends, searching for what the Opara engineers had enthusiastically described as a potential new power source. "Trace the green glowing power lines," was their (sort of helpful) instruction. However the lean, dark and toothy thing you've just glimpsed should probably be a more pressing concern... warn others? Take it on yourself? Pray it hasn't spotted you?


VI. WILDCARD - Because You're Not The Boss Of Me
Anything else that doesn't fit the above prompts is welcome, just keep it within the game setting please!




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[personal profile] psituational 2018-01-07 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
X nods once, agreeing without wasting air, and ducks to the left. Eve's direct manner, her quick movements and total self-assurance, could not be more helpful in the situation they're in. X mimics the attitude nearly without thinking, and he's swept the short hall in due time without finding any evidence of anyone still trapped.

But the smoke's hard to ignore, and by the time X gets back to the stairs --

-- they're not gone, they can't be just gone --

He freezes, staring sightlessly at a sagging beam being gnawed by embers across the way. His eyes sting worse the longer he doesn't blink; his breathing grows hoarse the longer he doesn't cough.
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[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-08 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Eve clears each room as she goes, testing the doors for heat before sticking her head into a room. The smoke is starting to make her eyes water, but she's had worse. Room after room, quick flicks of her gaze around for people shapes.

No one, and no one. "Clear," she calls from the end of the hall, and turns, striding back toward the stairs. X is stalled. "X," Eve says, to get his attention, and, a bit more insistently before she even has seen if he responds or not, "X. Time to go."
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[personal profile] psituational 2018-01-09 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
The name helps. X wasn't his name, the last time he'd been surrounded by smoke like this. It reminds him that there's a here, and he's stuck in a then.

"Hm?" X starts, and he's about to say something else when a coughing fit drowns it out. With one sleeve over his mouth, X makes a gesture at Eve, somewhere between a thumbs up and an 'ok' symbol. He's ready to follow her back downstairs. And not a moment too soon, he suspects; he can hear the structure of the floor groaning.
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[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-10 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Down. Eve nods a quick sharp jerk, and takes the stairs two at a time, not quite checking back over her shoulder but keeping X in her peripheral. At the bottom of the stairs she assesses again, listening to the building, and twists so she can catch X's eye and make quick gestures into the building. They still have a little time, by her estimation. They can look around the bottom floor for people and get out safely.

She'll make sure of it.