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test drive | 1
Welcome to the first test drive for Systemwide! We are excited to have you. All prospective players are welcome to tag in and test out their characters, be they unplugged or free born. We would like to offer a range of scenarios that can be expected during gameplay, which are also useable prompts for app samples, and of course, if something else about the setting strikes you, feel free to come up with your own!
Please put your character name and canon in your subject line, and indicate which prompt you are launching from.simulation | maybe this is your first time. perhaps you've been here countless times. it's a room, as confined as a boxing ring, as expansive as a battle field, whatever you need it to be, whatever you're here to train for.
1. Before you is a city of rooftops, empty of human life. This is a safe place, because while it may hurt you, at least it won't kill you. Perhaps you are practicing your influence over reality, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. Are you successful, or are you failing to free your mind? Perhaps you're helping someone else overcome their fear of heights.
And of course, an operator can always load up some Agent-like training programs to make it interesting.2. Congratulations, you know kung-fu, or maybe some other system of combat, like crazy parkour archery, cartwheeling with guns, or sword fighting on horse back. Perhaps you're trying out something even more fantastic, a magical skill or a superpower.
Show me. Or a friend.mission | whether on board a ship or with your mind sunk deep into a Matrix, you will have to join the battle eventually. sometimes things go terribly wrong. what are you gonna do about it?
reality | as much as many Matrixes are designed to be a comfort, you have to face the real world sometime. or maybe this is the world you have only ever known.3.
Something's gone wrong with this extraction.There's a lot of information to process. Your target's been extracted, and that's the good news -- your ship, in reality, is heading to their location now -- but the bad news is your team has been scattered. You could be anywhere within this Matrix, deep in the jungle, or lost on a subway train, or staggering out of the crashing waves of a night time beach, and the operator needs a minute to figure out your exact location before they can direct you to a port out of here, or send another operative to collect you.
All you have to do is stay alive for that long. Easy, right?4.
You were warned of this. You've been prepared in endless simulations, with a dozen cautionary tales, training sessions with the EMP. Still, it's nothing like you imagined, when the operator shouts: "Sentinel closing in at seven o' clock. It's gaining."
And then the shriek of metal.5. Annual celebrations are rare to come by, but the anniversary of Neo's Truce is one that always draws in the crowd. The event takes place in a massive cavern in Zion known as the Temple, and there is music, and there is dancing [a little NSFW].
Everyone is there.
Where are you?6.
The wind on your face, up here on the desolate surface, tastes bitter, different to what it feels like in a simulated reality. It's freezing cold and always dark, but sometimes, you need a reminder about what it is you're fighting for. Or maybe you're seeing the wasteland of Earth for the first time.
Either way, you shouldn't be out here for too long. The machines might find you.wildcard | choose your own adventure.
7. Perhaps you're riding with the Dothraki, or sitting under the Sorting Hat for the first time. Maybe the pleather bodysuit is pinching under your armpits as the traffic of the 90's roars by, or the Nova Empire's sprawling city glitters, towering above you. Maybe you're showing someone around the place you called home for your entire fictional life.
Or perhaps it's nothing as fantastical as that: the Council meeting droned on for two hours, and you're just happy to be home, even if it's a tiny enclosure with rust-edged furniture. Maybe someone's coming over for lunch, and there are real greens in the protein slurry today; maybe you're about to ask to join a crew.
There are infinite worlds to explore, but try to remember that only one of them is real.
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She sneered, baring her teeth defiantly. ]
If you can't ride the bronco, you'd better stay outta the saddle.
[ And then she was straightening up, startled by the admission--okay, unnerved. No ammo? ]
We can't be out of ammo. We're three days out of Zion.
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Have you seen how many ships Zion's got to equip? Have you seen the state of the factories? Did you see that Sentinel I was shooting while you were doing your best to smash us against the walls? Everything's rationed to bullet and we've just blown our ration up.
[He throws his hands up, stamping away so he can get his full rant on]
What did I tell everyone? This is a stupid route to travel and we're all going to die. Did anyone listen to me? No, because it's same old Charles, complaining like always, but I was right. I was right and now we're going to ripped apart by machines because someone decided we needed to be adventurous.
[The worst part of being a pessimist, he finds, is never being able to properly enjoy saying I Told You So, since being right means he's Doomed]
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She folded her arms, and watched as he stomped about, and finally when there's a pause she raises her voice. ]
Are you done?
[ Daring him to say no. ]
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[Though nowadays that's not so appealing an option. It's one thing to hide amongst fallen rubble, but totally another to hide in a vessel he had a chance of saving. He huffs in frustration and finally drops his arms]
Right, do you know is anything else is damaged, or did you come to yell at me first? If we're going to continue with this idiocy we need to know how fast we're going to limp towards our destination.
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[ She rolled a knot out of her shoulder, one hand braced against the collarbone as she twisted it, then stepped around him. ]
Well considering I used the wall to crush that second to last squid, the hull probably needs machine guts scraped off it to fly right. Then there's the bilateral alignment of the forward pads. The angle's too low, I'm not getting enough spin.
If we're really out of bullets, we're going to have to be able to run faster.
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Oh, ha, ha, ha, why don't I fetch you a target to wear for when the Sentinels come?
[He didn't like anything she was telling him, but at least what she was telling him were things he might be able to resolve]
Since I've just gunned myself out of a position, I'll go throw an extra hand with the engineers.
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[ She was cheerful, though, the thrill of getting out of another scrape alive finally catching up with her. So okay, maybe she'd been a bit rough on him, but the adrenaline could be too much, and not having the trigger in her own hands was something she was still getting used to. ]
You're still going to come and play cards with us, right?
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[That was as good enough as a yes from him, since for all he liked to grumble, he hated sitting about on his lonesome when there was a chance for some easy camaraderie. He'd come, get way too pumped by winning a hand, then drown his sorrows at losing yet again with the horrific moonshine they kept for such occasions]