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April Test Drive Meme
Test Drive Meme
A quick rundown
Welcome to the S.S. Panic's Test Drive Meme! Here, you can post a top level post and/or respond to other characters in a variety of situations! As you will find if you glance at the map, the ship is a spider-shaped city that is essentially self-sustaining. It's powered by the Infinite Improbability Drive, which when in use allows for the improbable (and impossible!) to happen and become, well, possible!
Below, you will find an example of what a typical monthly job post will look like. To encourage tagging each other, characters who apply to the game after this test drive meme will earn 100 credits per tag they give to someone else. Considering that new refugees are only given a small amount of money to get them started (around 500 credits), this could be huge!
Normally, job posts (currently empty) will be posted on the last day of the month. Characters can begin working the jobs they sign up for on the 1st of the next month. These jobs will be posted early for the Test Drive Meme and can be considered the official jobs of the month.
For now, all jobs will be the lowest paying jobs at Level 5. As the months go on, Level 4, 3, 2 and 1 jobs will be added appropriately. All characters will begin at Level 5 except in very special, rare situations. Keep in mind that some jobs will remain a constant in job postings (Education, for example) while others will change monthly. Also, players may hire other characters themselves in the future through hiring page. Ordinarily, some jobs will have limited slots, but for the purposes of the Test Drive Meme, all jobs come equipped with unlimited slots.
Finally, if you choose to, you can make whatever happens during the Test Drive Meme game canon if you apply and you are accepted into the game. However, this is not required and if you don't want it to be canon but the players of your character's new CR do and vice versa, this is space with wormholes and the IID. Multiple instances of your character is possible, at least for this month.
If you have questions about how the game works, you can look at the gameplay page or post a question to the FAQ page. Remember, you don't have to post your character doing a job. You can have them arguing about the Babelfish, going shopping, having a fist fight with an alien, etc. The important thing is to have fun!
Monthly jobs
DiningLevel 5: XYZ's Diner needs a chef to prepare 800 pounds of devilled eggs [X Slots]
Level 5: Purple Flesh Eats needs someone to dress in only their undergarments and entertain the diners [X Slots]
Level 5: Peculiar Fat Fast Food is running low on tables and needs someone to serve as living table [X Slots]
Level 5: Branched Humanity Restaurant needs employees to serve as mannequins, remaining completely still for most of the day, scaring guests once every four hours [X Slots]
Level 5: The Happiness Disposal Eatery needs a butcher to chop and serve meat from unknown origins [X Slots]
IndustryLevel 5: Uncommonly Boisterous needs inexperienced mechanics to build delicate, miniature grandfather clocks [X Slots]
Level 5: Charm Joy needs human subjects to test the effectiveness of various Emotion Potions [X Slots]
Level 5: Performed Age needs diamond miners to work in unsafe conditions [X Slots]
Level 5: Northward needs as many people as possible to sabotage Southward so that Northward can be the first industry to ship its monthly oil quota [X Slots]
Level 5: Southward needs as many people as possible to sabotage Northward so that Southward can be the first industry to ship its monthly oil quota [X Slots]
EducationLevel 5: Sunrise Daycare needs workers to sit children; please do not sit ON them [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunrise Daycare needs children to be sat, but not sat on [X Slots]
Level 5: Midday Elementary needs teachers to teach elementary students [X Slots]
Level 5: Midday Elementary needs elementary students for teachers to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunset High School needs teachers to teach high school students [X Slots]
Level 5: Sunset High School needs high school students for teachers to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: End of the Line University needs professors to teach university students [X Slots]
Level 5: End of the Line University needs university students for professors to teach [X Slots]
Level 5: Fools Against Schools needs class bullies to disrupt classroom activities [X Slots]
Nature ReserveLevel 5: The Nature Reserve needs sweepers to sweep the paths [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs hologram experts to adjust any malfunctions the sky holograms may experience [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs bird impersonators to scare local birds away [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs weather testers to monitor the reserve's weather [X Slots]
Level 5: The Nature Reserve needs joggers to give the reserve a sense of activity [X Slots]
GarbageLevel 5: Recycle Or Else needs people to leave garbage at the door of every apartment to warn against the hazards of not recycling [X Slots]
Level 5: Recycle or Else needs people to go through dumpsters to find and process recyclables [X Slots]
Level 5: The Garbage Disposal district needs waste management specialists to tell the garbage truck drivers what to do [X Slots]
Level 5: The Garbage Disposal district needs incinerator experts to man the incinerators and burn the garbage [X Slots]
Level 5: Garbage Treasure needs people to collect valuable items from the garbage that were mistakenly thrown away [X Slots]
CommercialLevel 5: Great Widow Mall needs a mascot to promote its stores [X Slots]
Level 5: Blushes Between needs kiosk vendors to wear down store goers into buying their erotic plant comics [X Slots]
Level 5: Delightful Endeavor Needs cashiers to work with state of the art abacists; no pen and paper allowed [X Slots]
Level 5: Impossible Determination needs people to help reenact the genocide of a bunch of monsters and to pass out flyers [X Slots]
Level 5: Spliced Peppermint needs stepford smiles to give its workers a break when customers get too unruly [X Slots]
RecreationLevel 5: Always Hugs needs someone to give people free hugs [X Slots]
Level 5: Books A-Plenty needs librarians to organize shelves and manage the front desk [X Slots]
Level 5: Spa Seekers need promoters to pass out flyers [X Slots]
Level 5: Sleep Easy needs people to test prototype sleeping medication and herbal supplements [X Slots]
Level 5: Hug-A-Friend needs people to assist visitors in hugging small, cute animals [X Slots]
AgricultureLevel 5: The Agriculture district needs someone to till rows of dirt in preparation for planting [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs seed sowers to sow vegetable seeds [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs plant waterers to make sure the plants are getting enough water [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs harvesters to pick mature fruit [X Slots]
Level 5: The Agriculture district needs someone to act as a scarecrow to scare away what may or may not be crows [X Slots]
Level 5: Firecracker needs someone to make crop circles in various fields [X Slots]
Night EntertainmentLevel 5: Saucy needs strippers to dance in the evenings [X Slots]
Level 5: Always Sticky needs someone to slather clients with severed tentacles [X Slots]
Level 5: Perfect Match needs someone to act as a match maker for refugees and aliens of the ship [X Slots]
Level 5: The Marathon needs gamers of all skill levels to participate in the 300 hour video game marathon [X Slots]
Level 5: Pool Parties R Us needs people to test the floatability of pool tables in various bodies of water [X Slots]
Mordred (Saber of Red) | Fate/Apocrypha
[ Someone promised Mordred there would be driving. Video games may be a relatively new concept to her, but not one that was difficult to grasp. The idea of participating in what sounded like an all-you-can-play style marathon, foregoing sleep for the sake of entertainment, and all that while getting paid for it...? How could she refuse?
One hour into a game that can be best described as "Desert Bus, but in Space", and she is starting to regret this contract. ] I see now why we had to draw straws for this one.
[ Mordred murmured to herself around the lid of a can. ] What's the point of this?
[ And does she have enough energy drinks and coffee on-hand to cope with the encroaching boredom? Maybe the person in the beanbag chair beside hers, playing some other game, can answer this. Or maybe they'll be merciful and trade. ] Hey, what are you playing?
#2) Nature, Unreserved
Just what exactly did they mean by 'weather tester'...? [ This is a question Mordred posed to herself as she stood out in the middle of a clearing, a communication's device in one hand and an umbrella in the other. It was a bright, sunny afternoon that greeted her on this floor, and she was halfway to the point of enjoying the feeling of the warm sun on her skin when the sky turned black in mere moments.
The umbrella made sense, now. It also refused to open. ] Oh, come on, why would — augh! [ A rumble of thunder was all the warning Mordred had before droplets of water began to pelt her. It was a solid spring to cover so she thought that she would take her chances with the canopy in her hand. It refused to cooperate. The button at its grip was unresponsive, and there was no way to engage a manual release (that Mordred could figure out anyway). She gave a frustrated cry as the rain picked up in intensity, a flash of holographic lightning preceding a louder boom of thunder from speakers hidden from view.
Thoroughly aggravated now, and on her way to having her bare legs and ponytail soaked through, Mordred gave a few wild swings of the umbrella, trying to open the canopy; or at least dislodge it.
That worked! Mostly. It did open, but it also came apart from the handle, flying out across the field and toward ... whoever it was that was unfortunate enough to approach Mordred in the first place. Hopefully they have good reflexes, or a thick skull, because with the wind behind it the light bundle of fabric and metal is going to smart otherwise.
Mordred cast a look their way, more surprised that she managed to break the damn thing in the first place than caring who she struck with it. It's not her fault; it's the wind's!! Or corporate sabotage. ] —oh, damn it all.
#3) Welcome to the Garbagerie! Please follow the (un)happy feet.
[ Incinerator duty is hard work, but satisfying. Cathartic even. Mordred can just visualize her stress, bundle it up, and dump it in a chute or through an opening in the furnace's plating and watch it turn to ash and smoke before her very eyes. The same eyes that reflected the raging fires with alacrity.
She tied off another bag when a shape bouncing to the floor caught her attention. Mordred stepped right over to it and picked it up in her gloved hands. She turned it over this way and that. It could be something valuable; it could even be an item someone was presently scouring the bins for in desperate hope for its return.
Whatever it was, Mordred marched right back to her assigned spot, and wound her arm back, ready to pitch it into the blazing inferno. Throwing in 3, 2, 1—!! ]
#4) Saber's gonna Saber
[[ OOC: This is the "wildcard" option. Feel free to hit me with a prompt assuming Mordred is off dining, shopping, or indulging in the nightlife and your character either is serving her, eating/shopping with her, or otherwise just hit me up with any requests if nothing else suits your needs! ]]
Let's get trashy
[Killua's been rifling through garbage for the better part of an hour looking for it and he'll be damned if Mordred is just going to chuck it into the incinerator. Figures the weird girl he shared a shift with would find it before he did and ultimately send it hurtling to its demise.
Wrapping his hand tightly around her wrist, Killua wrenches her arm back. Hopefully Mordred takes getting bossed around by a bratty kid better than most.]
Drop it.
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"Drop it"? But I was already planning on throwing it. [ Here is where she traded the item off to her other hand, holding it even further out of reach. ] How am I supposed to know whose this is?
no subject
He's not about to play games with her when she grabs the wallet with her other hand, tightening his grip on the wrist he'd taken hold of earlier instead. Pain is more often than not a good motivator, assuming this woman isn't as masochistic as she is obnoxious.]
Open it up and take a look, moron. My ID's in the front sleeve.
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Who's the moron, when you are the one who lost this in the first place? [ It's not much of a comeback, but it will have to do in a pinch. Mordred slowly pulled her held arm toward her, stepping into the lad's personal space bubble instead of free from it. Being similar in height made it easy to stare into his eyes. ] You will give me my hand, so that I can find out the truth for myself.
[ He will just have to trust that she doesn't toss it out of spite at this point. ]
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[Killua's comeback is equally bad, but he knows he's the one in the wrong here whether he'll admit it or not. Glaring back at Mordred, Killua begrudgingly loosens his grip on her wrist before tugging his hand back and stuffing it into his pocket.]
...Fine. I don't care what you do with it, so knock yourself out.
[If Mordred opts to look instead of tossing it away, she'll find Killua's "ID"– a license validating him as a hunter written in his home world's language. Aside from that, there's some loose change and a photo he took with his sister and his best friend. The photo is all that really matters, but whether or not Mordred agrees is out of his control.]