TEST DRIVE #002

[reveriemod]

TEST DRIVE #002

( 0 0 1 ) » WAKE UP

Were you asleep or were you unconscious? It doesn't matter: when you come to, there's an odd taste in your mouth and there's a low-level mechanical hum in the air. Your head hurts and you feel nauseous. You aren't anywhere you know: everything around you is metal, from the floor you lie on all the way to the ceiling. You are dressed in a jumpsuit you definitely weren't wearing before.

"We tried to save the world. I think— I think we did the opposite."

The message repeats on a loop. If you look for its source, you find a comms device on the floor next to you. The logo on its wallpaper says REVERIE TERMINAL. Upon closer inspection, you find the same logo on your jumpsuit.

Welcome to your new home. What choice do you have but to explore your surroundings?

( 0 0 1 . 1 ) » WAKE UP WHERE?

When you wake up, you find that you're not alone. But more importantly, you find that you're in a closet. An empty closet, bar you and your new companion. It's small, cramped, and there is no door that you can see. The ceiling is low, there is barely any lights, only some coming from the tiny flashlight clipped to your suit's shoulder. You cannot be sure that there is any air coming in to the room.

Are these grooves in the wall supposed to mean something?

( 0 0 2 ) » OBSERVATION DECK

There were no windows in the corridor you woke up in and no windows in any of the crew quarters you might have checked for occupants — but there are plenty of windows on the uppermost level of the station, deck 1. In fact, there are windows from floor to ceiling all along the circumference of the station's circular deck, and it's possible to walk along it all. What it shows is a strange solar system you've never seen before and a planet that might resemble one you know, but certainly isn't the same.

You're in space. You don't know where you are. Neither does anyone else.

( 0 0 3 ) » BAR

On deck 3, you find the bar. Tucked away from the crew quarters, it's dimly lit, there are bar stools thrown down on the floor and what looks like some very old drink spills, crusty and dark against the bar top. But there is alcohol here, or at least, what you think is alcohol, in bottles with faded labels, most of them indecipherable. Take a drink, get drunk, start a fight, or start a party? You're stuck on this station, might as well make the most of it, right?

( 0 0 4 ) » SPACEQUAKES

One second, you are is walking. Magnetic boots are on, the ground feels solid enough, for a metal deck in a space station. Everything is perfectly fine, or at least as fine as it can be, given that you still don't know where you are or how you came to be here.

The next moment, it's like everything explodes around you. You're thrown against the wall as sparks erupts from electrical panels, as the whole station rumbles and shakes around you. You fall to the deck, earning yourself scratches from the grating. When you look up, it's like nothing has happened. No wires hanging from open panels, no flickering lights, no more shaking. Like an earthquake in space.

( 0 0 5 ) » NETWORK

The comms device you found next to you when waking up connects to a station-wide network, REVERIE NET. You have the option to post video, voice or text messages.

What will you share?

( 0 0 6 ) » WILDCARD

The station features a variety of locations, from sleeping quarters free for the claiming to a dirty swimming pool and a bar that still holds alcohol (though some of the bottles seem to have been opened a while ago).

Go wild, but don't wreck the place. It's your home for the foreseeable future, after all.

Comments

[pampa]

Yep.

[ for a second, he's tempted to leave it at that, but then he pushes a hand back over his hair and prepares himself to have this conversation all over again. no wonder amos made that space rules post. this shit is tiring. ]

It's not so different from this place, I guess. Low grav, nothing but metal and dirt... A lot more crime though, which is why I was in the LE business. [ because make no mistake: on the belt being a cop is a transaction like anything else. protect and serve? yeah right. ]

[cheerleader]

[What in the hell is LE? Is she supposed to know that? There's some blank staring as she debates on whether or not she even wants to ask. She quickly decides that it's not important.]

So you've never seen real trees or the ocean or anything?

[pampa]

There's the air filtration center, in the Capital. I've seen trees there. So all the politicians can breathe deep. Definitely no oceans, lakes, streams, puddles. It never rains on Ceres, and the water-rationing has gotten all sorts of ridiculous.

[cheerleader]

But there's water here, right?

[He's just said how much like his home this place is. WHAT IF THERE'S NO WATER]

[pampa]

Yeah, but who knows for how long. We don't have access to the life support levels.

[cheerleader]

[Life support levels? She's not about to ask how they're supposed to track those.]

I guess if we see people start dropping like flies, we'll know we've run out. Most people here probably deserve it anyway.

[Adults do some crazy shit. This is probably some kind of prison space station or something.]

[pampa]

[ okay that's the kind of mentality miller can actually get behind. a humorless lopsided hitch takes up his mouth - certainly not kind enough to be called a smile. ]

Earthers breathe a hell of a lot more than Belters, just so you know.

[ so you'll go first c: ]

[cheerleader]

[That cues an eyebrow arch that reaches teenage sass territory.]

Lucky for me, I don't need air like the rest of you.

[Technically speaking. LOOK WHO'S DYING FIRST NOW?]

[pampa]

[ he narrows his eyes. an earther... who doesn't need air? how is that possible? ]

Earthers are the biggest waste of oxygen I've ever seen. You messing with me, kid?