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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













iron_stomach: (pic#17860750)

[personal profile] iron_stomach 2025-05-28 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Heat has a lot to try to work out ... and do something about. Subtlety isn't his strong suit, espionage even less so. Investigation is best left to other people with more analytical minds, but who else was there? Something was really off here and Heat can't tell what it is besides a growing sense of wrong, like a demon lurking just out of sight, little more than a whiff of scent now and then on the breeze as a warning.

He never bothered to learn the skills needed to scour away an affliction such as whatever might be plaguing Serph. What else could it be?

There's no violent retaliation when Serph grabs his shoulder to stop him, but for a moment it seems like he might just keep going before reluctantly falling still, glancing back. He knows little about what wing positions mean, but there's tension everywhere else too to go with it, and the one visible red eye narrows. Everything Serph says is heard, but it's now through the filter of growing certainty his leader's been compromised and in need of assistance.

Subtlety is NOT his strong suit. "So there's more than one. I've seen their brands, Serph." More junkyards for Angel to dissolve.

It's dismissed after a moment, he'll burn that bridge when he came to it. "It's fine." It really isn't. "Nothing's changed. We're still going to Nirvana. We're still surrounded by hostile demons."

Once Serph was clearheaded again, they'd start rebuilding. The sooner they were a cohesive tribe the faster they'd get there. Sera and the rest were waiting.
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[personal profile] hexrot 2025-05-28 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the only thing jayce consciously knew about hunting was what serph was teaching him, and let's just say— jayce was a greenhorn. the only way he manages with more than average results if he allows instinct to take hold, and that requires a slip in his psych. jayce treads the half-human track of his assault first. the mercury hammer's blast connects, its glitch seizing the demon's frame in static ripples and if it doesn't do damage immediately, jayce knows it will. perhaps it already has. jayce does not exactly move out of the way of the attack; he prefers to guard his hammer's success than his own safety, and that comes with reason. claws slice right through his collar and jugular like brittle paper; only some blood splatters through, clearly not enough from such a soft, succulent spot. prismatic fluid spews from the lacerations like thick slime, as dark and reflective as an oilslick. jayce does not yield.

it barely makes him flinch.

the hammer's image is faulty, hums, crests out of sight and back as he throws the weight of it from one hand to another in a switch, to swing into a sideways arc that aims for the monster's preserved side. if he could make somewhere softer to bite through, its all he needs. if he's to do something proper with his biology, he should take advantage of it. being undead may have its perks afterall. ]
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a tiny tag, also i need more icons

[personal profile] iron_stomach 2025-05-28 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[This time he's not waiting for the hammer to connect, instead of swatting, he makes a grab for it, intending to try to wrench it right out of Jayce's hands and toss it aside completely out of reach. Using weapons, actual mundne weapons when they have natural weaponry seemed... wrong, somehow.

Maybe without it, Jayce will be more inclined to use the demon and not the man, as is proper.]
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[personal profile] guidemyway 2025-05-29 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh- You're starting to give me goosebumps just mentioning exams. And my school blew up years ago.

[And she just never went back. Which ended up working out pretty well for her.]

We can definitely do that. Why don't we try to get you somewhere a little safer first?

[And takes a box from her back that unfolds out into a very large scythe. She holds it up for the other girl to grab onto.]

Let's see if we can inch you a little closer, out of the glass. Then we'll start to experiment on getting you down.
facethefacts: and we dont want that now do we? (if i tell you I'll have to kill you)

[personal profile] facethefacts 2025-05-29 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, but its still funny. And Deacon appreciates the attempt enough to snicker softly, even as they turn toward a more serious topic.

Trust is a delicate, fickle thing. Deacon doesn't want to say it out loud, but Danse's history- joining the Brotherhood- makes his judgment of trust in general kind of weak in Deacon's eyes. It's all well and good that he's no longer part of it. That thrills him, but the fact that he was able to look at what they were asking of him and not question it makes Deacon side-eye everything being preached to him now even more. It's not Danse himself that Deacon finds untrustworthy as much as Danse's judgment of others... but Deacon is well past paranoid and has become something even worse. Something that there probably isn't even a word for in English. Maybe German. There's always some twenty-letter German word for everything.

"You'll have to forgive me for wanting to make my own calls there, pal." he mutters with an exhale. "Don't worry though, I'm great at learning from my own mistakes."
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Husks and Haunts

[personal profile] discolouredwings 2025-05-29 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Natsuhi was far from a fighter. She might have been learning but those attempts didn't mean much right now. Mostly because she'd been surprised and turned into a fox. She didn't have time to change back.

So she'd joined the running girl. Just a little white and red fox, with earrings running along.

Who was now stumbling and wheezing as they slowed down. Just...give her a moment.]
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Summoning circle

[personal profile] discolouredwings 2025-05-29 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[It really was a sight. A dinosaur wiggling on the floor in front of a middle-aged woman, with fox ears and four tails.

Natsuhi had been staring wide-eyed at the sudden appearance, getting ready to bolt because that sure was a dinosaur. And she wasn't a fighter. Then the dino cursed? She blinked.]


Excuse me?
discolouredwings: (pic#14995659)

wildcard - I was going to say hunting but already two so lmao

[personal profile] discolouredwings 2025-05-29 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Things Natsuhi was not expecting - a half naked man. Who also looked human, it wasn't as though he had wings in the way. She tutted under her breath, spinning on her heels and going back into the sewing workshop.

Then coming back out, walking straight up to him and half throwing a shirt at him.]


There's no need for you to be indecent. We're not that short on supplies.

[Time to be nagged by the resident housewife.]
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[personal profile] invisiblefloatinghead 2025-05-29 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
The Professor rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Get me whatever data you're able to get a read on, and I'm sure I could get a more workable sense of what's happening here." But something else troubles him. "Moon Warp?" That does not sound like a fun time, whatever it is.
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[personal profile] hexrot 2025-05-29 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ jayce isn't exactly superhuman in his strength, the power between them unmatching, and thus the hammer is taken with a sort of ease jayce hates to see. the mercury hammer glitches out of image once it clatters away, the glow of his embedded rune sputtering with the power disconnect.

the worst part of jayce's form now is that he is poorly equipped, for a flesh eating creature. his nails are too blunt, thick like small-scaled hooves. his teeth aren't like saws, only his human canines are more dangerously pronounced, but he has every human incisor and every molar. it doesn't look like he's fit to eat flesh at all, and that is where some of his struggle lies, compared to the demon before him. he has a braced leg, a disability that does not allow him to use his hooves to kick, even as they clop wildly to hold his position without faltering. the only thing he has that poses a threat are his antlers. without further ado and in his rage, in the height of instinct beginning to scale, jayce lowers his head and brandishes his rack like a blade of dozens of faces.

there are too many sharp points, netted with blight; careful not to poke your eye out. ]
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[personal profile] xxiis 2025-05-29 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Do you need a moment to rest? I'll stay on guard and watch if anything's coming for us.

[Kotone looks concerned for Natsuhi. They've only just met, but even she can tell the fox is wheezing heavily. ]

Don't push yourself so hard. We're going to be okay.

[She tries to sound reassuring so neither of them will panic in a situation like this. ]
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[personal profile] purplexing 2025-05-29 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
He should not look nearly as excited about that. It's like he's getting homework!! The moment's ruined as Donnie recalls the Moon Warp, his expression twisting into a wince.

"The aforementioned event in which shards of the moon fall inexplicably from the sky and trigger monster transformations," he explains. "I think the one I went through was even responsible for changing the terrain, the scenery. It went from extremes like dense jungles turned into deserts or frigid tundras without warning."

And unfortunately he can't think of any valid scientific explanation for that.
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[personal profile] xxiis 2025-05-29 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Midterms haunt all of us. Did your school really explode? I'm glad you didn't get seriously injured in it.

[That sounds concerning! Kotone thinks there might have been some kind of accident that caused the explosion. Either way, Kotone's glad that Ruby's still managing in her own way. ]

Okay!!! We'll have to be careful, but I trust you! You seem very earnest.
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[personal profile] xxiis 2025-05-29 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
I appreciate it. I can put up a fight just fine. I just thought it'd be better to hold off on it until I learned more about these monsters. Rushing ahead in battle without considering your surroundings is just thoughtless.

[She smiles warmly at Heat. It was a strategic retreat on her part. Honestly, she's glad that she ran into someone helpful all the way out here. ]

What do you call them? Do they have a name?
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[personal profile] wereperrito 2025-05-29 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"It's mostly orange, with a picture on it of penguin in sunglasses," Jack explains. "The penguin has some black and white, but also more orange." If Heat is life Serph, he might not know what a penguin is, but Jack will deal with that if it turns out to be true. He's not above explaining animal types to people. "If you turn it upside down it's more orange, and you can't see the picture as well, if that bothers you. The other one is solid orange with some thin blue and yellow lines at each end."
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[personal profile] warneverchanged 2025-05-29 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[She glances in that direction for a moment before nodding back.]

Got it. Was that hospital here, or somewhere else?

[She drags a box out of somewhere to start picking through it, putting her back against the wall. She took a second to turn on the light on her PipBoy before starting to dig.]

Sounds like a fun place to scout through, no matter where it was.
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[personal profile] warneverchanged 2025-05-29 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Didn't get a proper count, but a few. I think I saw someone going in right before it went... up.

[She looks over to take 'him' in for a moment.]

You think we're strong enough to pull this down? I don't have Power Armor with me...
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[personal profile] xxiis 2025-05-29 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
You betcha! A few months ago, I learned that I had the potential to summon Persona. The power I use is a little different from yours.

[Kotone holds out her Evoker which looks like a gun only it's not real. ]

Have you ever seen this before?

[If Ren can tell what an Evoker is, then maybe they're more alike than she thought. ]
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[personal profile] xxiis 2025-05-29 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
A pleasure to meet you, Akechi-san. You must have a keen eye if you're skilled at investigating.

[And he's quite young to be a detective, isn't he? Kotone finds that impressive. ]

My full name's Kotone Shiomi. I attend Gekkoukan High School, and I'm in my second year. I don't know if you've heard of it before. We're located around Tatsumi Port Island. I have some friends that look around your age.
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[personal profile] undyingcrow 2025-05-29 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[...Gekkoukkan High school? Akechi's brows jump up, and he takes his chin in hand. Interesting...]

Would you happen to know a boy named Akihiko Sanada, by any chance?
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[personal profile] androidvictoriam 2025-05-29 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I can't expect you to do otherwise." Deacon will be Deacon, after all. And this is far more along the lines of what Danse had expected when Deacon asked him who to trust, status-quo skepticism from the man who thinks he has to be the chessmaster of a game most people haven't even agreed to play.

There's a little wave of stubborn defiance in response to the notion that his career choices should call his judgment into question, an of course you'd think so, a dismissive thought that Deacon and the rest of his shady compatriots would have a vested interest in discouraging people who want to bring their operations to light--but there's only so hard Danse can still dig his heels in about that when they both know exactly why his career had ended in flames and tears and shoot-to-kill orders, so he pushes it aside.

"I'm not trying to dictate anything here. You asked me what I thought, and this is my answer. I'm just trying to warn you against preemptively burning bridges like I did."
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[personal profile] iron_stomach 2025-05-29 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
Heat is definitely like Serph, at least by way of not understanding certain references. Like penguins.

Nothing at all comes to mind when the word is mentioned, unlike occasional fragments of other things. "What's a penguin?" Heat's default might be irritable, but these gaps in knowledge were commonplace. Every now and then someone introduced a new word they all knew they should know but didn't.

Children. Families. The sun. (though he knew THAT one now, it was shining brightly) Penguins.
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[personal profile] bufudine 2025-05-29 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Serph lets go of Heat's shoulder, but he can barely keep his frustration down even though he doesn't show it on his face or body language. No, the other places are nothing like the Junkyard. Had he mistaken someone's sigil for an Atma brand?

Does Heat simply need more time to adjust to this new world? Maybe he would better understand as he butts up against more parts of this world that do not align with his understanding of how things work. Maybe if Heat were to meet Jack and John, he would be able to see how different they are to denizens of the Junkyard.

"It's not like that."

It's not fine.

But Heat is right about one thing. They're still going to Nirvana, surrounded by hostiles.

He steps forward so he's not lagging behind. He's done talking about this for now; they have other monsters to hunt.
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[personal profile] taediosum 2025-05-29 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"No accounting for tastes, I guess." His tone is dry but amused. Why waste breath disputing the truth?

He steps back from the window, only given pause when he glances over his shoulder and notices that overt hesitation doesn't also seem like a sarcastic put-on.

"The height's not going to be a problem for you, is it? We could find another way out." They'd just have to risk running into another one of those things, and potentially without being able to conveniently give it the slip.
phantomshow: (keep myself right on this train)

[personal profile] phantomshow 2025-05-29 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ren is no stranger to gunplay in the Metaverse, but his gun is a separate weapon like his dagger, not related to any of his Personas. Mouth pursed, he shakes his head.]

A gun … with a custom mod?

[That’s his best guess, based on his own experience with Iwai modifying model guns for the Phantom Thieves. He’s not alarmed by the fact she has what looks like a gun, at least.]

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