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monstertruckers ([personal profile] monstertruckers) wrote in [community profile] memestertrucks2025-05-15 04:31 pm
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MAY TDM




Things are a little stranger than usual at the gas station and garage. Namely that gravity just isn't working as it should. Objects float, pieces of the floor float... Even unlucky new arrivals can also find themselves floating! It's going to be a challenge to get around without any scrapes or scratches... Though at least there's what looks like a hospital nearby? Granted, it's an upside down hospital, but it's better than nothing.

















01: SUMMONING CIRCLE


Drifters come to with an odd floating sensation hooked into their stomachs, and instead of laying on the concrete find themselves drifting a foot or two above the floor. An unfortunate few may be stuck on the ceiling. Whether they crash down hard into the floor (and the various vials, daggers, and broken glass scattered about) or remain floating in the air is a coin toss.

Still, it might be best to lend a hand with pulling them back to the ground, and hoping gravity will work as normal in another breath or two.

Once they make their way out, they can see a gas station and garage located in the midst of strange, floating rocks… And an upside down hospital close by, for those who had a rougher landing.

02: START UP
New arrivals will have a similar experience to before; a Convoy waiting 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 the sort of thing that requires two pairs of hands and supplies. The garage can take care of the (sometimes floating) supplies… Now it’s just a matter of finding some extra hands.

And hopefully no one's vehicle has decided to float. But one can never be sure in a place like this.

03: HUSKS AND HAUNTS
The inverted hospital seems to have trouble deciding the exact formation of its hallways, whether the new arrivals should be walking on the ceiling, floors, or walls. But one thing that is certain: this place isn’t entirely deserted. Warnings of “Beware the Husks” have been spray painted on the walls. Metallic bodies line those same halls, some of them broken open. A wet trail leads from the broken Husks to the rafters… Where several odd monsters wait to drop down. Some look like they’ve merged with the hospital equipment, while others look like they’ve been cobbled together from different body parts. And all of them look ready to turn the newcomers into a corpse, or part of a specimen collection.

Strange, malformed chimeric creatures that are Unknown stalk the hallways. Unknowns come in three different colors, red aligned with fire, green with poison, and purple with lightning.

Adding to that are the various screens flickering on, and diagnose new arrivals as infected. The screens declare the infection seems to be contained, but requires further study… And if the monsters aren't enough to worry about, there’s also the restraint systems trying to activate and tie the new arrivals down.
04: TESTING (CW: Needles)
The deeper someone plunges into the hospital, the more the building reacts to them. More defenses are deployed, treating them as thieves or intruders. Traps and monsters alike wait for them, with syringes melded into the forms of attackers, or lining places where someone might step or reach for. The syringes make a quick bite on skin… But it’s only a few minutes later where the effects become clear. Something in those syringes is now in the blood and forcing monster transformations. There might be an antidote amongst the supplies… Or the newcomers might need to rely on each other, in order to stay anchored.

The needles can also force temporary Swarm traits, along with:
+Group Mind: compelled to link thoughts with other Drifters, to share emotions, memories, and achieve cohesion.
+An increasing reliance on telepathy/empathy/etc in place of speech.
+Increasing collectivist mindset. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few; this becomes more evident during high stress situations.
+Compelled to hunt and share their prey with others.
+Gravity Affinity: If possessing wings or the ability to wall climb, may freely hunt/traverse corrupted gravity areas.
05: LONG WAY DOWN
A portion of the gas station breaks away with groan and a rumble. And it is slowly pulled up and up, taking a portion of new comers with it! They (and anyone watching) will need to act fast, as gravity starts to go weird the further they rise. They’ll need to find a way back down, taking any supplies from the now-floating garage that they can grab.

What’s more, they are drifting closer to the broken moon, and that seems to be having a strange effect on those stranded on the new floating ruin. They may start to feel their control fray, and their forms shift, the higher they rise.

In terms of getting back down, there’s a handful of tow lines in the ruin that might work as ropes. There’s also a few pieces of rock that are floating up more slowly, and could work as stairs back down… Or there’s just jumping and falling fifty feet and hoping for the best.
06: PSYCHIC ECHOES
There's one last quirk to this area; a few scattered bits of odd plantlife, and the odd dead brain monster. While these things aren't a threat on their own (beyond being unnerving) they still pack a psychic punch; mainly in the form of temporary psychic abilities.

It's possible that after coming in contact with either plants or corpses, newcomers will find themselves gifted with either empathy (projecting or receiving emotions) telepathy, OR the ability to share their dreams with others, and having their dreams influenced by others in turn. This effect fades in just a day or so, but is still capable of causing mishaps.

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.

Broadcast: The garage contains a few burnt out monitors. But a handful of them are playing a message over and over again on loop, filled with static. It’s a recording of important looking people in lab coats advising people to remain indoors and avoiding all objects falling from the sky. Especially “moon shards.” They insist that they are working to contain and cure the infection, but the safest action is to remain inside.

Warped Air: As seen in Long Way Down, the air overhead has strange warped pockets in it. There seem to be slightly different shards hanging suspended in the air, looking more silvery than the surrounding rocks. Almost like it could have fallen from the broken moon overhead.

Medical supplies: Most of the medical supplies found in the hospital seem to consist of healing salves and potions, a handful of healing herbs, and a few antidotes for poison or sickness. As for reverting transformations… It’s advised that new comers be careful of taking any experimental medicine. It may revert a change. It may also leave them hallucinating nightmares and fears, and they’ll be wanting someone close by to help administer the drug.

NAVIGATION || RESERVES || APPLICATIONS













warneverchanged: (6)

[personal profile] warneverchanged 2025-05-24 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Another Vault Dweller? Surprising.]

It's not Vault 111 either. What did they do to you?

[She brushes herself off and taking the offered hand.]

Nora.
purplexing: (Hmm)

[personal profile] purplexing 2025-05-24 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Donnie smiles a little at that. It's nice talking to such open-minded humans. One day, he'd like to go to college. But he supposes a lot of things will have to take a backseat for the time being, especially considering he isn't anywhere near home.

"That's an interesting theory. There must be some kind of energy it gives off, because otherwise I have no idea how else it can trigger such things. But...even then, it doesn't make sense..."

He hates having to admit that something more mystical is at play, but he can't ignore it either, especially since he employs mystic abilities himself. Still, he's always one to default to science whenever he can.

"Yeah, we're extremely lacking in a lot of equipment. Although the radiation angle is definitely something I need to remember to look into. I can scan for energy readings with my goggles. Unfortunately I was very preoccupied when experiencing a Moon Warp for the first time."
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[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-24 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[A failed ritual? What is this place? it's an honest question, she's got no clue where she is and she has no idea where she's going.]

Buffy Summers. [She reaches her hand out for a shake, but she wonders if it'll be rejected. Not that she'd betoo bothered, not everyone is touchy feely.]

Go back where? [She looks around.]
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[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-24 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She waits. It only takes him a few moments to come back with the water, she takes it from him with a quiet thank you and then swallows about half. It doesn't quench the undeniable thirst she's feeling deep in her bones though. That underneath the underneath, blood singing to her from this guy's veins.

She flushes, surprised at her thoughts and hands the water back to him.] I... do you know what's going on with me? why I'm turning into a ... vampire.
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[personal profile] cantgetoverit 2025-05-24 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Maggie holds her arm out as he pats his way up to her elbow to make it easier for him to link their arms together.

She ducks her head and chuckles a little at the question. It really does sound absurd.]


I'm Maggie Rhee. I grew up in Georgia, but right now home's in Virginia. It's, uh, 2029 for me.
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[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-24 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Buffy smirks just a little, trying to go for neutral.] I didn't think you were so off your a-game that you forgot a little foundation goes a long way, F.

[She can see Faith isn't well, whatever is happening to her is against her will.]

So you're going pointlessly in the direction of a potential spot that might not even exist? That makes so much sense, really.
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[personal profile] acrocanthosaurus 2025-05-24 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
La-di-dah. Good for most people. You got any more obvious statements to make?

[The banded quills running down her spine bristle and flatten again. Patience herself smells... well, like mud and carrion and a big animal.]
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[personal profile] cantgetoverit 2025-05-24 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Maggie reaches for the ladder. She notices the lack of an answer about the dragons, but she chooses to ignore it for now to refocus on trying to get themselves down. She reaches out towards the ladder.]

Maybe if we can brace this against the ceiling or something we can use it to push ourselves down.
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Re: 03

[personal profile] omnicross 2025-05-24 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Cloud doesn't get sick or die from diseases like most people, he survived Mako poisoning for crying out loud even. He leans against a wall, then kicked off and started walking again. There's monsters above on the scaffolding, he's not surprised they haven't dropped down to attack but he's ready if they should at any point.

He has his hand on the handle of Zack'shis buster sword, he turns suddenly at the sound of a groan from above and then he sees it, the shadow. It's cast across the ground with a gun, a trademark gun.]

Vincent? [he's half surprised to see one of his bestfriends here. Well, not that he's ever called him bestfriend to his face, but it's the truth. Cloud always suspected they understood each other, paying for sins they both couldn't face even though none of it was remotely true. At least that's what Tifa had told him.]

Hey. Come out, it's me. I'm not an illusion or whatever. I have half a mind to think you are though.
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[personal profile] cantgetoverit 2025-05-24 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Maggie gives a sharp nod and focuses her attention on the room, looking around for anything that might be useful as well as an alternative way out.]

Yeah, well, they weren't exactly advertising what was inside. Besides, I can take care of myself.

[The strangeness of the newcomer isn't lost her on - the small signs that it's something other that has helped her, even though she's not quite sure what it is, with the strange buzz in its voice and the strange way the mask doesn't lay quite the way one would expect.]

Who are you, anyway?
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[personal profile] omnicross 2025-05-24 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Cloud stiffens again, this time he pulls out the buster sword and prepares to strike.] I thought I told you to stay dead. [He jumps up in the air and slashes toward him suddenly, then drops down on the ground in a kneel. He's tired of this, this would be the fifth time he's faced off against Sephiroth. No, sixth. He's pretty sure. He's lost count by now.

He doesn't know why he fell asleep but it wasn't good for his health. Something forced him to lay down and take a cat nap.] Why do you insist on following me around?
serialmurderbot: (this is stupid)

[personal profile] serialmurderbot 2025-05-24 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
If it's a creepy abandoned building, assume it's full of hostiles.

[Good rule to live by, as far as SecUnit's concerned - especially here, but pretty much everywhere works, in its estimation. It could argue the point, both the first and the second, but antagonizing a strange human it's just locked itself into a room with is probably not the best idea. It keeps its distance, bracing one hand up against the door so that Maggie can continue searching.

Instead it gets to antagonize her in another way, oh joy. It's really regretting not using the fake human name at this point.]


Convoy security. SecUnit.

[And then, in a vain hope of getting her not to comment on that,]

Who are you?
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[personal profile] coffinturk 2025-05-24 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Perhaps they sleep. Best not make too much noise or linger too long.

As Vincent comes into better light- such as it is in this place- it becomes clear that while he wields a revolver, it's not Cerberus, should that be the trademark weapon Cloud is thinking of or accustomed to seeing. Instead it's something he'd found on their journey during the events of Meteorfall. Or.... is the blond from another timeline that he wouldn't recall such things?

They are friends. Good friends, even best friends. Vincent too has never said that in so many words. But he's always been a man of action in that respect. After a glance to check the scaffold, Vincent lowers his weapon and closes the distance to Cloud. ]


Wouldn't mind being one.

[ Soft, dry wit in lieu of a warm greeting, indicating he'd just as rather not be here. ]

So you're here too, now.
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[personal profile] androidvictoriam 2025-05-24 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
"It's like a Fancy Lad, but cylindrical. I thought they were a little suspect at first, but they're delicious." Regardless of what planet they're on or what universe it's in, some things remain an inexplicable biological constant. Synths do be loving snack cakes. But he'll share, if it's someone from home.

He frowns up at the ceiling, needing a second to figure out if it's a skylight or a painting, and then sizes up the seating. It does look decadently comfortable, by the standards either of them is used to. That's not such a bad thing to have around here. Of course, the convoy itself has seating and bedding that put anything from home to absolute shame, and Danse isn't the only one who finds that weird enough to steer clear of it and sleep out in his truck instead, but as an occasional treat...

He sits down opposite Deacon, sinking into the cushion with a surprised little hum of pleasure. "Well, I'm appropriating this one until you kick me out, so you'll have to make do with any of the others." He leaves his feet off the bench, though.
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[personal profile] undyingcrow 2025-05-24 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"It took you that long to connect the dots?" Not quite the stunned reaction he was looking for, but it's good enough. Enough to squeeze out a quiet snicker, before Akechi does take to the air. "Well then. It would seem I have much to think about, and you will need to prepare for our duel..."

So, with a dramatic flourish, he flies off, trying to look especially flourish as he... heads back toward the Convoy.

Look, it's better than the hospital.
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[personal profile] iron_stomach 2025-05-24 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"The hell do you think food is?" Supplies! "You can't be that dense." Okay the thing about Levi being small hadn't been an insult but that one probably was, and it makes the red and gold demon swing around with a disagreeable rumble. Tiny moth wings and little canine features, the hell is he supposed to even be? "You KNOW what happens if you go without enough, right? What happens to your comrades?"

Yep, it's definitely heading towards derision. "A little bit doesn't cut it. Trying to skirt the minimum's gonna get people killed."

Does Heat really CARE about any of that?

Not really. Not when it's not part of the inner circle of Embryon's lieutenants and their Leader. But Serph did, and the others..
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2025-05-24 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
What.

Okay, things must be pretty fucked up wherever this guy(?) is from. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking about but this place doesn't work like whatever you're used to. And we have enough food right now that I don't need to try and drag in every monster I see."
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2025-05-24 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Levi frowns and crosses his arms.]

Just that you're not really in the position to back up that attitude. You want my help or not?

[He's not afraid of big fluffy lizard thing. He's fought worse.]
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[personal profile] undyingcrow 2025-05-24 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Once she's safely grounded, Akechi lets go and drifts back to the floor. Best to respect boundaries, at any rate.

Still, he gives her a curious look.]


Were you not always a dinosaur, then?
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psychic echoes

[personal profile] serialmurderbot 2025-05-24 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
SecUnit doesn't mean to get anywhere near the human campfire as it starts its patrol - it's felt the need to check the perimeter a fucking lot ever since it found out how much time it'd spent in involuntary shutdown, because there are plenty of fighters here but most of them seem to spend more time thinking about what to do after the monsters show up, and not enough thinking about how to keep them from showing up in the first place.

But its internal risk assessment catches on a few things about Edward. The first and most obvious is the intensely nervous posture, the grip on the stick in front of him. The second is the signs of injury around his eyes. SecUnit has never spent much time around humans with these kinds of injuries, mostly because the mining outposts where it spent a lot of its functioning were not particularly welcoming to those humans.

It adds all that up and calculates that the possibility of making an already-jumpy human even jumpier by walking by without saying anything is a Bad Idea, and starts towards the fire, adjusting its tread to be a bit noisier on the ground. "Hey - "

And then it gets punched in the face by the wall of fear and despair and - wow, holy shit it feels like being back in [the company.] The intensity of it is enough to stop it dead.
serialmurderbot: (system collapse)

long way down

[personal profile] serialmurderbot 2025-05-24 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[The person she chose to yell at, in this instance, had already started moving towards the ominous rumbling, but it changes trajectory to join her by the chains. It's wearing a cloth facemask, but the intensity of the look it's turning towards the slowly-fragmenting garage. Yeah, SecUnit really doesn't like the look of that.]

Do you know how many people were in there?

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[personal profile] acrocanthosaurus 2025-05-24 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, you're offering? It sounded like you were just going to stand around. Staring at me.

[she's not the biggest fan of being stared at, though she's used to it being for other reasons.]
serialmurderbot: (headache)

summoning

[personal profile] serialmurderbot 2025-05-24 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, so the cloak is weird, right - who the fuck wears a big covering over what's clearly armor, unless they want to make fighting harder on themself. It's sure as hell not actually covering the armor from view, since Heat's got the leg portions on clear display. But the armor is a clue. It doesn't have to go back far in its archive to pull comparative images. It's clearly been individualized, but there's a mark on the man's arm too.

The mention of Nirvana is what really bumps the likelihood up into the 89% range, though. And so SecUnit, close enough to listen but far enough away to pretend that Heat wasn't actually talking to it, doesn't go with its first instinct of completely ignoring the statement, but looks sidelong towards Heat.

"We're not there yet." The person addressing Heat certainly isn't dressed in armor the way he is - it's got dull, nondescript pants and a jacket, and the buzzing overtone of its voice is only partially dampened by the facemask it's wearing. No brightly colored hair, either, just black.
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[personal profile] acrocanthosaurus 2025-05-24 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Once her feet are on the concrete, Patience shakes herself off with a dry rattle of quills and scales.]

No, and I wasn't planning on being a dinosaur for any longer than I had to be. It's for a stupid reason and let me guess: whatever nonsense this is, it's going to draw it out.
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[personal profile] iron_stomach 2025-05-24 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Cloaks are comfortable and fashionable and help keep the endless rain off, Heat's reasons for wearing it are reasonably practical! Except it's not raining here, so aside from the vivid splotch of orange that's an endless, necessary identifier to his tribe and loyalty, technically Heat could get rid of it.

He's not going to.

SecUnit's given a sidelong look as soon as it speaks up; it's not immediately and obviously a demon, not visibly displaying weapons and intent to do harm, and so is relegated to Not An Immediate Threat. Since everyone in the Junkyard had been subdued, theoretically this .. whoever it was ... should be part of the tribe. Not to be eaten unless provoked.

Black hair. That's noteworthy. Only Sera had black hair, and this.. was definitely not Sera. "Yeah? Then where the hell is this then? It's not the Junkyard." His gaze returns to the sky. It's supposed to be blue, that part's right.

Heat lacks something by way of friendliness and courtesy, but he is at least straight to the point, and his animosity is generalized as opposed to specifically against SecUnit itself.

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