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The Station: Test Drive

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Welcome to the Station's Test Drive

Here, you will have the chance to try your character's voice out before apping them into the game. Feel free to play out in whatever means you would like - through the Station's communicators which are video and voice or either one alone, through action tags or prose, or whatever else you wish.

Please note that testing a character here does not guarantee that you have a reservation on that character. You may reserve a character HERE. Also note that this may be used as one of your samples for your application, though the mods may ask for more if what is provided is not considered sufficient. Finally, any thing played out on the test drive will not be considered character canon until after your character has woken up on the Station, as each character is given a unique scenario for their character's waking upon acceptance to the game.

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Video phone. Very neat. Not all together unusual, so it was nice to have a familiar bit of tech, but it did make her want to take the communicator apart to figure out how it worked.

She was currently bleach blonde, but her hair was the only thing about her that lacked color. An enormous blue and orange flower was pinned into it and went well with her blue and green paisley top. Her makeup was... loud, but flawlessly applied.

"Really? There was someone else who seemed to think otherwise." She seemed distracted at that for a moment before bringing herself back to the conversation. "Sorry. Anyway. Penelope. Penelope Garcia. Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Sorry about that," now a voice proper comes through the comm. Another girl. "I was eating. ...Who is this? I don't know this voice? ...Hold on let me find you."

It isn't more than a few seconds later that the voice goes, "By Earth, we needed more girls. ...Um, that's probably not the best thing to say. This is why I don't do this welcome wagon thing."

"Penelope. Penelope Garcia. Ooh! It has a locator?" She was now avidly inspecting the com unit, though not yet at the point of disassembling it.

"Re-population issues?" she quipped without really thinking it through. "Sorry," she added when she realized what she had said. "They don't usually let me out from my fortress of solitude either."

She cleared her throat and stopped trying to figure out how the com unit worked for a minute. "Where and when am I?"

"Yeah, that and I can see you on the cameras now. Well, welcome to my fortress, or it was until everyone started popping up. I'm kind of terrible at these explanations so forgive me, okay? You're on the Station, year's 3653."

"...yeah, that makes sense, everyone thinks they're a rocket surgeon." Harry deadpans. "Anyway, you're on a space station. It's awesome for the first twenty seconds, and then you realize that that...French guy...whatever his name was...was right, and you're pretty much in Hell. And also...there's at least one person who's proud she can't read. And she controls the whole place?"

He pauses, "Which...is...actually the hunch I have going into all of this. I'm pretty sure we're just all in hell. There are also people who think it's all in their head, and one guy who's pretty sure we're in some kind of quantum universe...thing, but I'm pretty sure it's Hell.

But...no one's stuffed me in a trunk yet? So...it kinda evens out?"

Edited 2014-01-30 02:04 (UTC)

"Maybe it be a copy of your ship. And I be trying to explain it. I nae have a whiteboard to draw anything though nor be I ritual mage to get into the deep physics of the multiverse."

Indeed, Book wasn't the only one in the hanger at that moment. By one of the other vessels in that vast hanger, a sleek green toned dropship that almost looked like a scarab, a large armoured and clearly non-human figure was seeing to maintenance on what looked to be the forward mounted gun of the vessel. The Sangheili in question did not seem to have noticed the new arrival as yet however.

A) [A scream bellows from one of small corridor hallways, a bellowing cry that sounds both feminine and monstrous all at once. The scream is followed by a pounding, something hard hitting metal, and then tearing it apart. The storage closet's door slams against the far wall and something comes tumbling out.

It's a woman, or at least it looks like one, barely dressed save for bits of what look like metal blades and armor that cover her up at strategic points. She lands on all fours, her bright red hair touching the floor as she pants for breath.

She looks up, taking stock of the situation before standing and running down the hallway. leaving gouges in the floor and walls as she goes.]

B) [Some time after this rampage, a different woman can be found in the hallways. She runs down the halls in a seeming panic, taking turns at random. Unlike the monster from before, this one is a bit more modestly dressed in jeans and an unbuttoned yellow polo shirt.]

Riko! Riko are you here? What is this place?

Things that probably don't help matters? The fact that the next person Masane runs into is dressed in pseudo-military gear. Jack couldn't pin down where the shift alert was coming from originally, but since he's close, he finds her after she's transformed pretty easily.

"Hello?" Meet Captain Jack Harkness, floofy coat and all. He relaxes visibly when he sees the woman, who seems normal.

Pinpointing where the alert had come from was tricky... Until the bellowing and screaming was heard, and then the creak of metal tearing, breaking. Not hard from there, either to follow the loud footsteps as Alex was nearby.

And then just...stopping for a moment, as he's behind the...woman? Woman. Human? Not sure--and those blades look none too friendly either. Great...

Alright--he'd try this the easy way first.

"Hey!" No insults, just...try to get their attention. See if their hostile or not--Alex was betting hostile, and thus balanced and ready to move if he needed to.

Masane on the other hand doesn't relax just as readily. Seeing the militarily garbed man approaching her, she gasps and takes a step back. "Who are you? What is this place? Is Rihoko here?" Her fist clenches, the bracelet around her right wrist glowing faintly.

The strange woman turns as she hears the voice, halting her scraping of the walls. She grins wide as she sees Alex. Her breathing grows a bit deeper and steam seems to escape her mouth.

"You smell...interesting." She licks her lips in a way that might be sultry if it wasn't for her frightening image.

He's seen worse--she looks more humanoid than Greene, and Greene was creepier. At least to Alex's thinking. No 'voice of legion' thing either, which is a plush.

"Knew I forgot to shower this morning..." Sarcasm. Always a good route. "So, I'm guessing your the new arrival. Do us a favor, stop tearing up the walls and floor? They get kind of pissed about that." Yeah, keep talking Alex, and be ready to move.

Jack's hands quickly go out to his sides, trying to be placating. "Easy. You're safe. You just woke up here, right? People have been showing up here from out of nowhere, we don't know how yet."

"My name is Jack, and I'm sorry, but there's nobody by that name on board."

The woman leans foward a bit, her heels rising as she balances on the balls of her feet. She rocks back and forth gently, leaning back and looking at the ceiling. There's a faraway look in her eyes, and her head tilts a bit as if listening to something.

"This place...I shouldn't be here. I wasn't here before...What is this place?"

Masane's eyebrow quirks as she runs down the things that Jack just told her. "Safe? I just woke up here and you don't know how and you're telling me I'm safe?" She knows she's not the smartest person in the world, but who would buy a story like that?

"Where is "here" anyway?"

"At least, you aren't in any danger here," Jack clarifies. "As to where we are, this is usually a little easier to explain by a window..." With that slightly cryptic instruction, Jack leads the way up the hallway a bit to the nearest viewport.

"We are on board a space station, just known as The Station. Everyone has been getting transported here, somehow, through time and space." To prove his point, Jack gestures to the port, which has a very nice view of a starless sky, and one planet below that most definitely is not Earth.

Masane's eyes go wide as they approach the window and she runs on ahead. She nearly crashes into it but stops herself in time to press her hands and nose against it. "No. This can't be right. I can't be here. Rihoko needs me. I have to get back to her!"

She whirls around and glares at Jack, the bracelet around her wrist flaring brightly again "Send me home! Right now!"

"We cant," Jack immediately replies, hands out cautiously, trying to be placating. But he isn't going to hide any of the facts. "We don't know how anyone is getting here yet. All of us are stuck here. We are working on it. But there is no one bringing us here."

"I'm sorry." Jack isn't sure what else he can explain, at least what he could explain that this woman would understand.

Well, not hostile yet--that's a good sign. "No, you probably shouldn't. None of us should be, but we're all here anyways." Still blunt, still watching her carefully. "We're sometime in the far far future of the 36th century. I think. Far future for me anyways. Trapped on a space-station, that's mostly de-activated, in the middle of dead-space."

Masane's face scrunches up. Jack's being honest, and deep down she knows this. The bracelet's light dies down as her fear and anger fade. Unfortunately, that's when the petulant child decides to kick in.

She clenches her fists and stamps her foot on the ground, "Then I demand to speak to whoever is in charge! I want to hear THEM explain this to me!" She isn't really angry at Jack any more. This is more her just lashing out with her excess frustration.

The rocking stops and she leans forward again. Her eyes fixate on Alex as she steps forward. While this woman is clearly a living weapon she doesn't seem to be showing the same aggression she showed to the walls and floor before.

In fact she seems a little...

"Mmmmm, what are you though? You're not human. Not Neogene. Not Ex-con. You smell...goooood. Can you satisfy me?"

Jack frowns slightly. "Gryf is the owner of the Station, but she doesn't understand this any better than we do. She was here for quite some time, and then we just suddenly started showing up. I can try to take you to her, but I can't guarantee you'll like her answers any better than mine."

Jack gets it, he really does, but, unfortunately, the only thing that has worked well is time for people to process the situation that they all find themselves in. "We're working on finding a way back."

Her first order of business was to find an out-of-the-way corner and do some psionic reconnaissance; it was informative, though what it told her made no sense, and she came back to herself trembling with leftover anger and a hint of fear.

It could be worse -- this station had no ties to the Imperium, they were not hunting her or any of her people. And if the sense she'd gathered of the residents was correct, revealing herself would bring welcome.

But her people were gone. The transport she'd been on was gone. All of her subordinates, her people she had so meticulously trained -- all gone.

She needed more answers than a survey could give her. She needed to find someone and talk.

Fortunately, she knew where people were. So at a ground-eating, military-sharp stride, she set off for the closest conscious sense, intent on getting her answers.

It may or may not help matters that the first person she runs into is wearing pseudo-military gear. Captain Jack Harkness appears around the bend, walking slower, at a distracted pace. But that coat definitely screams military, rank insignia visible on the shoulders.

Jack looks up, very startled, at the sight of a person he hasn't seen before. What, are the sensors just deciding not to work this week? He puts on what he hopes is a welcoming smile, and spreads his hands slightly to show he isn't carrying a weapon. "Hello? I'm Captain Jack Harkness, you've just arrived here?"

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