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monstertruckers ([personal profile] monstertruckers) wrote in [community profile] memestertrucks2025-03-15 03:07 pm
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MARCH TDM




After tumbling through shadow you find yourself in a shrouded, ruined garage. It’s full of shattered windows and broken mechanical equipment, with all sorts of sharp edges to watch out for. Between that are strange symbols scrawled into the ground. Outside is cloudy weather and the beginnings of a storm flickering and rumbling.

Beyond the rundown garage is a rundown gas station surrounded by rolling, grassy hills. Close by is a Convoy of vehicles, either parked or driving up to station.


















01: SUMMONING CIRCLE


This time the summoning circle and car garage is attached to retro diner, and an old wind turbine, barely still spinning and providing fading power. There’s also a broken radio playing a message about Nirvana and imploring people to head north. In fact, there’s a large amount of broken electric equipment in here and spitting sparks.

A fan circles overhead, stirring those sparks and creating a breeze. Trails of paper are attached to the fan, spinning lazily about. If Drifters choose, they can easily retrieve those paper talismans with little more than a slight static shock. While the paper is tattered and smeared with ink and blood, the following can be made out: “Broken in two […] Nothing to lose-“ “Moon mourns, call her down, ease her pain-“ “Need […] Better vessels from afar. Stronger souls-“ “Imbue with moon sigils, Give blessings of moon, share her pain. Put the ritual right.”

Hard to say what that all means, but it seems to have something to do with the summoning circle here. And there’s lingering power crackling through the building. The sort that makes the lights flash and flicker… And line up eerily with flashes of thunder on the horizon.
02: START UP
New arrivals will have a similar experience to before; a Convoy waiting outside for them, and a collection of vehicles, one of which feels like it belongs to them. The key to the vehicle may already be in the ignition, on the dashboard… It may have even been on their person, ever since they woke up in that garage. Either way, Drifters have the keys to the vehicle now.

…But there’s a few rough edges on these vehicles. Flat tires, cracked windows and mirrors, maybe some stuck doors and locks; all of them requires two pairs of hands and supplies. The garage can take care of the supplies… Now it’s just a matter of finding some extra hands.


03: STORM WARNING
There’s something odd in the sky; it shifts between a dark cloud, and a collection of birds. As the thing draws closer, it clearly becomes a mix of both. Car-sized, dark feathered birds and skeletal avians fly in a thundering flock, and turn the sky stormy in their wake. That alone is bad… But what’s worse is how the shiny chrome of the Convoy and vehicles draws the birds. As they dive towards the ground to snatch at the shiny metal, they pull the storm and bring a tornado with them. The Convoy does its best to anchor to the ground, but lighter vehicles and Drifters might not be so lucky.

The garage and diner takes it worst of all: the electric devices start spitting sparks and can even act as homing beacons for lightning strikes if a Drifter with electric abilities gets too close to them. Any remaining, intact windows shatter as the storm winds pick up, pelting Drifters with razor shards. And water starts pouring in, further shorting electric equipment and soaking anyone to the bone. There’s even a strange droning, siren like noise to warn about the storm and cut into one’s hearing. It’s difficult conditions for anyone caught up in the blow-out.



04: WEATHERING
Once the main force of the storm hits, the following happens:
Diversion: Those with Fast cars can drive away from the station and divert the birds. They’ll want a second Drifter to come along; either to snipe at the pursuing birds, or keep eyes on the terrain! Eventually the birds will tire or get culled enough that the storm disperses.
Updraft: There is the risk of getting swept up in the tornado winds. Damage, injuries… And a particular quirk this storm has. Drifters who spend more than a minute in the storm winds will find that they begin to take on traits from the Harpy monster. These traits increase in potency if the Drifter experiences hunger or violence. As the weather clears and days become calmer, the traits fade.
Downburst: If Drifters get slammed into the ground by the storm, or the dark birds flying about. They may also find themselves drenched with rain. Any injury they take mends quickly, but is replaced with scales, as the Drifters begin to resemble a Naga monster. These changes grow worse if they tell lies, but disperse with the storm.
BIRDS: The birds themselves are vicious: those afflicted with Naga traits are seen as prey, while Harpies are seen as rivals. The birds are deadly, but also clumsy if forced to the ground. The screens on the Convoy recommend crippling the wings before finishing the bird off on the ground.
04: MONSTER SHIFT, NAGA
This month, Drifters will have access to the serpentine Naga. On top of all Naga species traits being available, the following occurs:
+Cold Blooded: the rain and storms can potentially make Naga slow and sluggish, or inclined to sleep or seek out other heat sources to gain energy; this includes basking in body heat from others!
+Water Divert: With their water shaping, Naga can divert falling rain and even ground saturation to make the area or other Drifters more dry. They can also concentrate water into different areas, and can also change water into mist or ice.
+Blue shift: the scales of Naga become more vibrantly blue, or a strange mottled combination of blue and stormy gray, the more intense the rains become. These scale colors can also reflect their moods.
+Extra arms that are painful and disorienting to grow, and can result in coordination issues.
+Scale Pains: Pain and discomfort when scales grow in, as well as fangs or talons!
+Water glide: during floods from the rains, Naga find they can easily traverse deep water as though they were simply walking (or slithering) across it.
+Thermal vision, making it easy to track others in the middle of storms. Vision may also become disorienting, and eyes become slitted.
04: MONSTER SHIFT, HARPY
The storm will bring a second monster this month, in the form of Harpy. On top of all Harpy species traits being active, the following occurs:
+Storm Rider: high agility and capable of flying through the storm winds without hindrance. Even tornadoes can be mastered!
+Feather pains: itching, or full pain when growing feathers or wings. Talons may also be painful when growing from fingers or from feet.
+Wind Affinity: able to shape wind, including diverting the worst of the storm winds, or summon and focus wind into razors.
+Warbling Voice: words may waver and slip into something more songlike, or even a damaging sonic scream if emotions are heightened.
+Height Call: a need to get higher into the air, whether through perching on buildings or the convoy, or through flight. A sense of euphoria as they go higher.
+Nest Building: a compulsion to create a nest out of spare and soft objects, and feeling more safe inside that space.
+Heightened vision like a bird of prey, able to pick out details even at great distance. This may be disorienting at first, as vision becomes telescopic.
05: RAIN, SHINE, OR SALVAGE
Upon culling enough birds, the storm disperses. The monster avians dissolve as they drop into streams of energy, feeding into Drifter Sigils and providing limited healing. And handful remain intact when they hit the ground and can be harvested for meat, feathers, and possibly even talons.

There is one extra problem, in the form of falling debris. After being pulled up into the sky, wreckage (and possibly stray Drifters) are going to drop back down. It’s advised to look out for falling objects and people. It might be possible to salvage something in the form of scrap metal for any vehicle repairs, but such a task requires two.



06: STORM SHOT
The storm can be dispersed in one of two ways. One is waiting the storm out. The second is a battered collection of machines melted into the roof of the garage and gas station. When touched they burn the hands of Drifters, but also fire a jolt of lightning into the storm. One shot lessens the effects of the storm, repeated shots completely disperses the weather.

In the aftermath of the storm, something different rains from the sky in the form of glowing, quicksilver feathers. These feathers can suppress one avian or serpentine trait for a month, and can also drain away any Naga or Harpy changes from the event completely.

Alternately, the feathers will allow Drifters to temporarily access flight for one day. Doing so completely robs the feather of its magic: only one effect can be chosen from a feather.
MICRO ENCOUNTERS:

PLEASE NOTE! These are small bits of set dressing for players to include in threads if they wish, rather than full fledged prompts or events. You may handwave your exploration of these areas, or thread them out.

Windy Days: Preceding the storm are gales of strong winds, enough to stagger Drifters or send them staggering into other people or other vehicles.

Diner Is Served: While the retro diner attached to the garage has only limited food stores, curiously there is a respectable amount of cooking equipment that can be plundered. Portable stoves, pots and pans, spoons, and the like are all available for the taking.

Fading Storm: In the aftermath of the storm, the garage and diner look like they’re on their last legs, barely held up by their shelving. Anyone who wants to try salvaging had better move fast and carefully, before the entire thing comes crashing down.


NAVIGATION || RESERVES || APPLICATIONS











purplexing: (hm?)

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[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoa..." Did he miss out on the cool robots?? For a moment Donnie almost forgets that there's a person there asking for help with it. Sorry, tech nerds.

"Oh, sure thing-" he starts, perhaps a touch belatedly as he pries his focus from the machine to look over at... Oh. An actual cat girl? Or is she just a very good cosplayer? But then he's a mutant turtle teen in the middle of who-knows-where, brought in by unknown means so...he supposes anything is possible.

"I'm Donnie. Soooo do we know what the problem is or have we not tried to turn it on yet?" he asks as he drifts closer. Beat up as the thing may look, he paws at it eagerly as he tries to do a visual assessment.
the_wandering_scion: (Facepalm)

[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Crystallis' eyes went wide briefly upon seeing Donnie. A Kojin? Here? The way he looks, he's probably would fit will in with Garlond Ironworks!

"A pleasure, Donnie." she said, letting out a soft sigh before nodding. "I've tried turning it on, but it doesn't seem to start up right away." She turned back to the machine. "Plus, it's quite banged up."

If Donnie were to climb into the cockpit and turn the ignition, he'd certainly hear something wrong with it, like it wants to turn over but it won't.
purplexing: (it's the end of the world)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well, if Crystallis isn't objecting, there is certainly nothing stopping the soft shell from clambering up to give it a try! Sore arms be damned, nothing is stopping him from trying to pilot an actual mech!!

...but of course they can't be happy around here it seems. All chipper one second and deflating the next. "Oh come on!" he huffs. Not that he's going to let a dying engine stop him, much less one in a mech!

"Guess we're not meant to have nice things here," he grumbles as he looks around for a panel he can open or something.
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[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"That was exactly what I said." Crystallis said. He'll find a panel to peek into easily, showing that a few wires have been jostled loose and at least one cut.

"I wish I were more knowledgeable in Magitek than I am. At most, I know how to work it."
purplexing: (I cannot believe you right now)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
This sort of problem is much easier to work out and more his wheelhouse than trying to figure out why he's even in this creepy place. Donnie hums as he eyes the wiring. It doesn't seem like anything too serious...

"Wait, magi-tech- ow!" He rubs his head after having banged it against the panel in his abrupt shift to look back towards the cat-person.
the_wandering_scion: (Wha?!)

[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Crystallis winces as Donnie bangs his head on the panel. "Sorry! Didn't mean to surprise you." she said. "But, yes, Magitek. It's ran on a substance called "ceruleum" that's mined in certain places in my world. The Garlean Empire have... had numerous examples of this, but I'm not sure we'll see such things in time."
purplexing: (haha science)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"...oh. I've never heard of this ceruleum stuff but would it be wrong to assume there's some kind of ...magical properties involved?" Donnie asks as he turns his attention back to the wiring. For sure something's still trying to power this rig but it's not connecting right.

He studies the wiring, patting at his belt pouches before he remembers he doesn't have any tools. Well, it's not like he needs anything too specific right now. The turtle holds out a hand, glowing magenta lines appearing as they trace shapes in the air above it. Pliers seem an incredibly low-tech thing compared to what he's used to forming, but it's what he needs, and he wastes no time in putting them to work, trying to get wires back into place. The cut one will take a bit more work, but first things first. "-oh right, soldering iron," he mumbles to himself as he forms another tool, nudging his goggles down.
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[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"That's correct." Crystallis said, nodding. She watched in surprise as Donnie began creating magical items out of thin air.

"How...?"
purplexing: (just like we planned)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"My mystic-tech," Donnie says, not that it explains too much, but it does perhaps explain why he'd been interested by the mention of Magitek.

Sparks reflect the same brilliant shade as the translucent tools as he makes sure the wiring is secured. He sets his tools down so he can conjure up a pair of wirecutters to strip the ends of the wire that had been completely sliced, letting it dissipate into pixelated motes as he once again retrieves his pliers to twist the two halves together. He applies the solder once again, ducking out from under the panel cover again once he's satisfied.

"I think that should do it. Let's see if it'll turn over now." Who knows what other complications there might be, but at least getting it to start will be something.
the_wandering_scion: (Giggling)

[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
And once Donnie fires it up, the Magitek Armor hums to life. Everything looks perfect, but the weapons (even though these were nothing more than fireworks because Jessie absolutely refused to arm it) were deactivated.

"You did it. Oh, thank the Twelve you were here!" Crystallis said.
purplexing: (weighing pizza)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Now that's more like it! Donnie can't help but feel a elated that he's gotten the thing running, even if in his opinion, it hadn't been too complicated a fix. For a moment he looks like a giddy kid in a toy store as the mech thrums, powered up and so far as he can tell, ready to go.

He'd probably be very disappointed that there were no weapons, don't tell him that.

Nothing seems to sound amiss as he listens for any tells. He turns it off again, climbing out to drop back down by Crystallis. A flicker of...something mars his bright-eyed expression, and he scratches the back of his head with a strained smile. "O-oh yeah. Good thing, right..?"
the_wandering_scion: (Depressed)

[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, yes, it is..." Crystallis said before tilting her head a bit. She feels like she said something wrong.

"Did I... say something to insult you?"
purplexing: (i didn't want it to be this way but)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"No it's...just... Being here in some weird place I have no knowledge of knowing how I arrived, much less wanting to be here..." Donnie says, gesturing loosely at...everything.

"S-sorry, it's been kind of overwhelming and fixing things is just what I do, so it was a good distraction."
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[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
“Ah, I see.” Crystallis said. Her heart sank seeing Donnie so sad. She reached over and wrapped her arms around her, pulling him close.

“I prefer an adventure, but not when my friends are in need of me. If you wish, we can be traveling companions, unless you are needed elsewhere. I would hate for you to be lost in your thoughts and not have a real distraction.”
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[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. He hadn't expected that. Even though he figures she means well, out of reflex Donnie can't help but stiffen. He's always been a bit sensitive about his personal space, but...he supposes it's not entirely awful to have some sort of comfort, even if it's from someone he's just met.

"...it's just weird, you know? Being away from my family. Usually we're always together." And he'd almost lost one brother so recently, so being away from them...hurts.

"Guess I wouldn't mind that, though. It'll be nice having someone to travel with at least," he says, smiling faintly. "And hey, I can help fix this thing when it needs a tune-up."
the_wandering_scion: (Depressed)

[personal profile] the_wandering_scion 2025-03-20 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
As Crystallis let Donnie go, she let out a soft sigh.

"I know how that feels. A new place without the ones you love. It does feel lonely." she admitted. "Though, the moment you find someone you know, you go to them."
purplexing: (not so sure about this)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-03-20 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Donnie knows he'd do that even without her saying as much. It'd just be natural reflex. But...they're all alone, here. He looks at Crystallis, brow furrowing.

"It looks like this whole thing's traveling together either way. ...so you don't have to stay alone. And I'll still keep you company or fix things whenever you need, whether I do find a familiar face or not."