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DYSPROS MODS ([personal profile] powergamer) wrote in [community profile] dysprosooc2013-04-22 11:00 pm
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TEST DRIVE ; no. 1

TEST DRIVE MEME

So first of all, welcome to Dyspros' very first test drive meme! We're happy that you're interested in the game, and we hope that you have some fun playing with the setting, regardless of whether you decide to join or not.

As a general reminder, we recommend that you look over the game information before jumping in. In addition, if you decide you're ready to join, you're welcome to put in a reserve, and applications will open on May 4th at 12:01 AM (EST). Finally, if you have any questions or concerns, please send us a message!

So now, without further ado, let's get to playing:
A ; NEW RECRUIT
Well then, welcome to the guild, Initiate! After some thought (or maybe the choice was obvious), you've finally settled on a guild, and you're ready to get started. You're welcome to check out your accommodations and see what kind of people you'll be living with for the foreseeable future. This is your home now, so hopefully you get alone with them. If not, then you can just spend all of your time sharpening your skills!

Whether you're just claiming your bed or you're jumping right into the thick of things to practice or sign up for a mission, a new recruit is unlikely to go unnoticed.
B ; MISSION TIME
It's your first mission, which is pretty exciting, right? You have all these pictures in your head of going off to fight a dragon, to come home with great riches and valor...

Too bad those missions are for the higher ups.

No, it's the middle of the night, and you're out guarding the small fields just outside of town from wild animals. Right now you're standing by the cucumbers, which are considered especially important to guard, for some reason. You have to fight off sleepiness somehow, so maybe an animal will come out for you to scare off, or maybe you'll just end up chatting with whoever is stuck doing this with you.

Or you know, if you're a dick, you'll steal the vegetables for yourself.
C ; STORM THE CASTLE
Okay, the missions for initiates are pretty lame, and you're ready for some real fighting. You can go alone, or you can go with some other people, but it's off to Castle Dyspros! You'll find a variety of creatures to fight, and the power of teamwork will help you make progress through the castle!

Or you'll die. There's that too. Good thing it's fairly inconsequential, if weird!

Either way, have fun fighting to your heart's content!
D ; PICK YOUR OWN
Just like it says, if none of the others appeal to you, feel free to make up your own prompt!
chittybang: (is this moe enough?)

Asami Sato | The Legend of Korra

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-28 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
D. is for detained.
[It seemed like a good idea at the time. Weeks of cleaning horses' stables without a long haul drive to wind down had left Asami feeling stir-crazy and suffocated, so one night she decided to try and take one of the horses out for a spin. Or a clopping, whatever the equivalent of a "spin" would be. She figured she had might as well learn to ride, anyway, if cars and motorbikes were inaccessible around here. Her fascination with guns could only take her so far in the technology department.

She sits in waiting to discuss her charges for "reckless speeding on a horse within close parameters of the city" and "destruction of crops and produce." And she's mortified. She's gotten speeding tickets before, but she doesn't have a prominent name around here to back her up this time, nor does she have the money.

To calm her nerves, Asami directs conversation toward someone in her vicinity, betting that they're in trouble as well.]


Soooo. What brings you here?

B. Asami and the Cucumbers
[...and this is her punishment. Which isn't so bad, considering. Luckily the damage done isn't significant, but a straight two weeks of the graveyard shift over recovering cucumbers has done a number on her sleep schedule. She sits on a wooden crate with a gun in her lap, taking it apart and putting it back together, cocking it and pointing it, holstering it, repeat, until it's going to become second nature.

It might look a little suspicious in the dead of night, so Asami tries to be careful of being aware of her surroundings, but it isn't as if she has perfect night vision. So. Yeah.

But otherwise, she could use some company, because now she's back to what got her into trouble in the first place: stir-craziness.]
Edited 2013-04-28 06:09 (UTC)
shotdere: (fourteen.)

b.

[personal profile] shotdere 2013-04-28 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ she's so disappointed in you, Asami. So, so disappointed. Asami was definitely one of her brightest new recruits from the influx of foreigners they'd recently received, but Asami's joyride could not go overlooked. she tried to not give her such a harsh sentence, but. Guildmasters gotta do what guildmasters gotta do, and Sylvia wasn't going to be held responsible over one of her recruits' mistakes.

She was about to scold her for shirking on the job, but she noticed she was messing around with what looked like a gun. Sylvia is instantly pinged. ]


Hey, Asami. Gettin' used to them? Tougher than they look, huh?

[ Sylvia, of course, prides herself on her excellent marksmanship. ]
chittybang: (haha i'm so WEAK :))

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-28 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[The prospect of running into her guildmaster has been Asami's biggest source of apprehension since the incident, because she knows the damage she's done exceeds the mess made of the crops. She's humble, but she also knows when she's doing a good job, and for a while she was confident in where she stood with Sylvia. While Asami wanted more than anything to go home, her experience under Sylvia's tutelage has made the situation that much more bearable.

She tenses when Sylvia's voice comes from nowhere, but she doesn't want to draw attention to her crime more than her being here already has. She adopts a casual, but respectful tone when she speaks.]


Yeah, it's not really as point-and-shoot as I thought it would be. [The lilt of I screwed up is still in her voice, though. Her lips curl into a half-smile.] What brings you out tonight?
assiduous: <user name="vorpalblade"> dns. ((人´∀`*))

B. mako and the "hey i brought snacks"

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-28 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ yeah asami, mako heard all about your horseapalooza last week. and saw some of the aftermath too, in the time he had that he wasn't spending either a) studying very slowly, b) doing even the most mundane and unskilled jobs the guild gave him, just to get his hands on some money, and c) still getting up at the asscrack of dawn to go for a run and do some obscene number of push ups/sit ups/planks/oblique twists/squats/pull ups/etc to try and deal with his own bendingless blues.

it's not entirely effective, but at least he always falls asleep at night. after he gets to bed, of course.

this particular night, mako is out late at on some lame mission which largely involved rearranging all the furniture in some old woman's house, way out on the outskirts of the city lands. she sends him on his way with the fee for the guild and — surprise — a basket of fresh raspberry tarts.

the smell proceeds him as he trots down the path, eager to get home and to bed, half a tart stuffed in his mouth oh shit i'm late for magic school and a wimpy splash of fire balanced above his palm. three weeks of studying, and he's barely able to manage something that he's been able to do as easy as breathe since he was four.

hey asami, look who it is! ]
Edited 2013-04-28 06:49 (UTC)
chittybang: (JFK?)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-28 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Asami is in the middle of an attempt to twirl her gun at the trigger loop when Mako's faint flame comes into view. Her weapon drops to the ground with a clatter at the distraction, not that she would have successfully executed the trick anyway, and she keeps an eye out while leaning over to pick it up. It could be a threat. Her hands clasp around the gun as properly as she learned.

As the minute progresses, that fire casts a glow on features she recognizes, and better yet he carries something pleasant-smelling in his wake. She relaxes her arms and keeps up a tired though revitalized smile as Mako comes into plain view, then her legs stretch to a stand.]


Hey, Mako! Did you bring those for me?

[She's the type of person who gains a burst of energy whenever company presents itself, but this might be the most delighted she's been to see Mako since they first arrived. It's pretty bad here.]
assiduous: (MUST BE THE GIRL FOR ME)

1/?

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ !!! ]
assiduous: (you're TRIPPIN BALLS aren't you)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ three things happen in quick succession: ]
assiduous: (successfully talked to a girl. score.)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ one:

not previously aware that asami was, in fact, on cucumber duty tonight — or that there even was a proper cucumber duty — mako looks over at the sound of his name, a small smile popping onto his face at the sight of asami

a friend!!! hello

(omg dork) ]
assiduous: http://www.dreamwidth.org/userpic/4617345/1583588 (i will burn your face off)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ two:

distracted, however, mako loses focus on his little spirit fire. reasonable, really, because he doesn't ususally need to focus this much on just a lantern's worth of fire. unfortunate, however, as it means the fire jumps from its safe little pocket of not mako's skin in the air to... ]
assiduous: (bitch i'm FABULOUS)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ the skin of mako's palm

three: mako swears (shit), because he still isn't used to being this flammable, and shakes the fire off with a somewhat frantic — but not panicked, mind you — flick of his hand.

ow. ]
assiduous: (else spend your days biting.)

done.

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ SORRY ASAMI DID YOU SAY SOMETHING?

sheepish, and still shaking his fingers slightly, mako tries again. ]


Hi.

[ he's better than that normally. promise.

kinda. ]
chittybang: (pull my finger.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-29 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Oof. Asami saw that. She boldly dares to inch away from her post so that she can catch a glimpse of his hand in the moonlight, not that it helps. All she can see is the shadow of his skin.

Annnd since Mako's hand is more important than pastries, maybe, she restarts with another greeting:]


Hey. Is your hand okay?
assiduous: (hm?)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it's fine. Just surprised me. [ ... mako does that mean this sort of thing has been happening a lot as you learn your mage tricks? (maybe you should try a different element, honey.) ]

What're you doing out here so late?
chittybang: (i want to stay home and eat chips.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-29 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Asami nods back at the veggie field.]

Cucumber watch. It's been part of my punishment for that thing that I did... [AHERMHERM] What about you?
assiduous: (they be like aw he got the velcro)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-29 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he slips the basket into the crook of his right arm — the one with the burnt hand — and skuffs the fingers of his left through his hair tiredly, then jabs his thumb over his shoulder in the direction he came from. ]

You know the big house that's kind of shaped like a triangle? The old lady living there wanted to know if her house spirit was happy with where she was putting her furniture.

[ ... as he was moving it for her. the things he does for money

(the mages guild apparently gets this request every few years or so, when she wants to change her layout. mako got the job simply because he is the only one in the guild who can bench press a number anywhere near his own weight.

ugh ]
Edited 2013-04-29 19:42 (UTC)
chittybang: (dad you're embarrassing meeee.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-30 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Asami snorts wryly with a subtle roll of her eyes. She still can't believe it sometimes. This is their life now. It's too bizarre sometimes to even be considered archaic, even as far as odd jobs go.]

And was her house spirit happy?
assiduous: (else spend your days biting.)

[personal profile] assiduous 2013-04-30 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ he shrugs, scarf moving with his shoulders, trying not to dwell on the bitterness that hangs over him like mid summer smog. ]

Was by the end. And she threw these [ shakes the basket of still-delicious smelling tarts with a slight jiggle of his elbow. ] in with my fee, so...

[ food is food!!??? ]

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beat: (pic#6081536)

option d. amazing

[personal profile] beat 2013-04-28 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If he had name his crime to a stranger, of which he has no knowledge the lengths they've gone to get in trouble with the authority, it would go something like this:

A: What brings you here?

D: I stole a monkey.


Initially it would make almost no sense, because then he'd have to explain himself, and he'd also probably have to explain The Hangover 2 while he's at it, and holy shit — that'd be a lot of pointless rambling of which he has no clue she'd ever get.

So he decides to go the most opaque route, which would involve reaching back into the most primitive form of an answer: why he actually did it.
]

. . . Whim.
chittybang: (you have a booger.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-29 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait, what is that supposed to mean? Is he just here for fun? Looking at his career options? Is he being smart with her? None of her possibilities hit the nail on the head. She's as confused as she looks.]

Oh. Are you lost? Maybe I can help.

[Of all the possible scenarios, it's as probable as any. At least this one makes her seem like a decent person for offering assistance, just in case he's actually an important figure in this station and she just can't tell the difference.

Well, judging strictly by his appearance, that aspect seems actually the least probable.]
beat: (pic#6098078)

[personal profile] beat 2013-04-29 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, man. He probably should've learned long ago being vague doesn't actually help the cause by making him seem mysterious... this girl probably isn't getting many answers. He could carry the spark of the conversation, but. He doesn't feel like it. After all, he did get caught. ]

Nope.

[ He leans back in the chair, folding his arms behind his head all nonchalant-like. He says nothing for a short moment, but then it dawns on him... did she only ask him if he was lost because he looked lost? Isn't that the kind of thing you generally ask little kids? Okay, so what if it was an assumption. Some stranger had told him not too long ago that he had the appearance of a 12 year-old. Flat out insulting, yo.

So he snaps back up and turns his head to face her again.
]

It's not the shades, is it.
chittybang: (they look like prostitots.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-30 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[With that terse answer, Asami sighs and goes back to minding her own business. It sounds like a hint. Besides, this probably isn't the place for small talk, so it's sort of her mistake for trying.

So her mind is beginning to wander when Dave catches her attention again, and this time she really has no clue where he's going. What's not the shades? She frowns confusedly at him, lifting a shoulder in a half-shrug.]


Pardon me? I don't... ["Follow" is implicit where her voice fades. What the hell is going on.]
beat: (pic#6097979)

[personal profile] beat 2013-04-30 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ At this point, some explanation is inevitable. Why is laziness never an option?

He gestures to the dark sunglasses perched on his nose.
] The shades. How old do I look? Pre-teens, tragic-teens, late-teens? I stole a monkey, that's why I'm here. Choose carefully. [ And he raises an eyebrow. ]
rebonding: (All I can hear is "pwaaa pwaaaaaaa")

B.

[personal profile] rebonding 2013-04-29 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, Asami.

[Here comes Korra, shuffling through the cucumber patch in all her spellcasterly glory.]

Mako told me what happened. [There's a touch of pity in her voice, but man, she wishes she'd at least been there to see it. All three of them are starting to go stir crazy; that much is becoming obvious. The spells they have to learn to get their bending back are tedious and aggravating, and poor Asami hasn't seen so much as a steering wheel in quite some time.]
chittybang: (damn right you pegged me wrong.)

[personal profile] chittybang 2013-04-30 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Shows how good of a job Asami has been doing keeping guard, because Korra's voice comes out of nowhere and she just barely avoids dropping her gun.]

Korra, hey! [Her enthusiasm sounds forced, but it's not that she isn't happy to see Korra. In fact, she's relieved to see a familiar face, especially one she likes. She's also tired, a little cold, and ready to put the incident behind her. It was a one-time thing, and she totally didn't mean for it to happen.]

He did, did he? At least tell me I made you proud. [She stands to get more on her level.]
rebonding: (You think so pretty boy?)

[personal profile] rebonding 2013-04-30 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Korra laughs. Actually, Asami's graceful escapades through the cucumbers sound strikingly familiar to Korra's first days in Republic City. She can't exactly poke fun.]

Just invite me along next time. I'm sure joyriding on a horse is a lot more fun when you've got a friend tagging along.

[And really, the ridiculousness of Asami frolicking on a stolen horse would have been well worth whatever punishments the higher-ups decided on for Korra.]