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archishellago2018-01-05 10:58 am
khuimods) wrote in 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! Applications • Reservations • Taken List • Game Navigation |
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[ She's here for the bragging rights.
Well, and to see what this place considers "entertainment". Betting on races is sufficiently sophisticated as long as the arena has box seats.
Will they let her into said box seats? If not, they will someday. ]
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Her bet is for a kirin that seems unassuming but also appears to have strong endurance and drive from what she's seen watching the last races. Not an obvious contender, so the odds on it would pay a little better, but not a complete underdog either.]
Well, shall we find a good seat? I imagine all the best ones will be taken before long.
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[ That would be hers. Hibiki starts moving through the crowd as if she knows exactly where she needs to go.
She doesn't. But instinct is good for this sort of thing. ]
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Both prospects that are a little funny, so she's willing enough to follow along and see where Hibiki ends up.]
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Just in time to see a gate to the area start to close.
Hibiki blinks at this for a moment, then continues at exactly the same pace. It'll open for her. ]
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It's definitely a sight to see Hibiki just continue walking as if the door opening for her is a given, though.]
Ah, isn't that a little inconsiderate? Even the privileged should have some care for when the doors are set to close.
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[ The doors are nearly shut now. Hibiki has not reached them.
She does not falter. ]
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And she doesn't really have a problem finding normal seating herself, so she'll just keep on as she is and watch how this unfolds.]
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This, for example, is a case in which timing shall allow Hibiki to pass through the gates at the last possible second for the greatest possible impact. Behold, how she takes her last stride---
As her eardrums resound with the clang of a closed gate. She frowns. ]
What's the meaning of this?
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I would have thought the meaning of a closed door was quite clear. [It's hard not to make that quip, seeing her reaction. Perhaps she was expecting some kind of unlikely intervention.]
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[ The guards are soft-spoken types, but from the way Hibiki seems to start prickling all over the longer they talk, it doesn't seem to be going well. ]
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I really think it's time to look elsewhere, don't you? [Her tone is a little sterner at this point, though she mostly just looks exasperated rather than too concerned.]
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[ The server is a Kedan. Its current form of choice has a rather long, drooping mouth, which is great for taste-testing but gives it a lisp and a need to clear its throat after each sentence. Fortunately, it's turned this to its advantage, and has prettified the clearing in hopes of charming its guests.
"I've brought the drinksh, ahem~mi. May I pleashe come through, ahem~mi?"
Hibiki drops the cup she was holding. ]