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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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colonelnope: (unconvinced)

[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-08 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Eve didn't need that dignity.

She picks herself up and brushes herself off, brisk, businesslike. Now the woman's willing to help, huh. "Could have done that a lot earlier," she says grudgingly, eying the creature.

But it's not her habit to completely disregard help, so a moment after Eve sighs. "Thanks. Do you know what this is? I only got that no one wanted it near them. Except probably the person who lost it."
redlightgreenlight: (Uncertain)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2018-01-09 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis smirked, "I could have."

But it would have been less amusing. Her gaze drops to the strange lizard, which seems to have given up its struggles.

"It's a lizard?"

By the way people had been avoiding it, the thing was probably poisonous in some manner or another.
Edited 2018-01-09 04:01 (UTC)
colonelnope: (yes polite good)

[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-09 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
So she's going to be that kind of person. Fine, okay, Eve can deal with it.

"Lizard, I got," she says with some minor annoyance. "I was hoping for something a little more specific. Like, 'poison hedgehog lizard,' or maybe 'mythical murder lizard.' Anything?"

And where's its owner? That kind of lead means it came from someone. Eve glances around at people, scanning for someone who looks like they're either searching or guilty.
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2018-01-10 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis lifts the lizard to look at it more closely. It begins to squirm again, lashing its tail back and forth, forcing Valdis to hold it away from her. She still eyes it with interest.

"Creative," she comments, "But no, I'm afraid we have nothing like that here. Though you could always start a petition to rename it."

If they did that sort of thing around here.
colonelnope: (what's that)

[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-10 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"There's a lot of different kinds of lizard." She's just saying.

Eve doesn't see anyone who looks like they're obviously missing a lizard. She finishes scanning the crowd, shrugs, turns back to her new not-a-friend. "I think I'll pass on the petition. It's probably got a name. There anything like animal control around here?"
redlightgreenlight: (over shoulder)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2018-01-11 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably, but I wouldn't know where to find them."

The lizard had gone limp again, though it was making little grunting noises to express its displeasure. Valdis holds it out to the woman.

"Here."
colonelnope: (yes polite good)

[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-13 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"And it's not even my birthday." Eve takes the lizard stiff-armed, grimacing at the prospect of venomous spikes. At least it's only wiggling a little. For now.

Wow, this has gone amazingly.

"Thanks for, uh. All your help." This is flavored in sarcasm.
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2018-01-13 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis smiles, releasing the lizard into the oddly dressed woman's hands, with perhaps a bit too much amusement in her eyes.

"You are so welcome," she replies, "I like your dress by the way."

A bit dated, though she highly doubts the woman is actually from the same time period as her clothes.
colonelnope: (right okay)

[personal profile] colonelnope 2018-01-14 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
It starts writhing more annoyedly as soon as it's only in Eve's hands. She decides this offends her, and takes a more careful grip under its spines with a grimace.

Why is the other woman more intimidating, anyway?

"It's a long story," Eve sighs. "It is pretty, though, isn't it? I just wish it caught on fewer things."

Also important: it does not smell as much as most of time travel does.