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TEST DRIVE 001

Welcome to Aterat!

Here is our first ever Test Drive Meme! There are a lot of areas of the city to explore, so please have a look around! In case you need a little help getting started, I've included a few prompts below, or feel free to start your own! Exploration and player initiative are the names of the game here!

NOTE: While you do need an invite to apply to the game, you do NOT need one to tag or top level on the Test Drive!

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A. Welcome to the Jungle

The URBAN jungle, that is. You have just arrived and received a strange satchel from a tiny, strange little man and are left more or less to your own devices (more information on what to expect upon arrival can be found here)! Follow directions to the north and check out the housing, or maybe have a look around the Historium, see what you can waste your meager starter coin on in the Market District, or maybe just meet the neighbors.

B. We've Got Fun and Games

At least there's entertainment. In various parts of the city, there are street performers, slight of hand tricksters, and probably a game or two of poker in one tavern or another (there are several to be found, after all). Start up a game of darts, or just sit broodily in a corner and watch the others coming and going.

C. You can have anything you want but you better not take it for free

The Harbor District is a rough joint. There are pickpockets, swindlers, but also hardworking folk and more than a few buildings that seem to be locked. It sure would be a shame if someone were to go about performing some casual Breaking & Entering...you know, as long as you don't get caught. There are guards around, though not nearly as many here as in the other districts. It's almost as though they like to avoid the place. People talk about wererats in the shadows at night and it's not unheard of for the unaware to go missing when they're traveling around here after dark...

D. What's that smell?

As if being carted off to what looks like a city out of a video game weren't bad enough, there's an entire district to the northeast that seems to be walled off, warded, and in all ways inaccessible. According to the sign, it's the cemetery...and boy does it smell.

E. Speaking Crystal

You could always take a look at the instructions that came with your crystal and see who else is listening. Remember, though, these devices are Voice Only and cannot be filtered. If you speak, anyone with a crystal can and will hear you. Now, whether or not they choose to respond is another thing entirely.

If you have any questions at all about setting or what is or isn't acceptable, please submit it on the FAQ!

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"All we are...are memories." If he didn't have who he'd been, he would have lost himself to the torment, to everything Hojo had done to him. If he was honest with himself, without his memory, of his failure, of everything, he would have nothing to drive him on.

"Nothing is worth losing that."

"Oh, I assure you, you are quite wrong about that," Nida counters, his voice a touch sharp. One did not need to remember some of the things Nida had experienced. Didn't need to be able to relive what he had seen.

"Besides, I would rather the powers to allow me to survive, after what the last place did. Were you there when the robot replacements showed up?"

He had killed a number of them that night, protecting others.

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He disagreed with that, but he didn't argue further. He didn't honestly care too much whether or not Nida agreed with him. He'd seen the power of memory. He didn't need to argue it with someone else.

"I was. Some power comes with too steep of a pricetag."

Memory lasting beyond the person was, in no small part, an origin of all of the recent problems of his world. So no, he wasn't going to say that they were that valuable.

"Perhaps for you, but for me, survival matters. All I have this time, this world, is myself and a continued will to live."

And perhaps losing some memories a bit sooner will help with that.

"Then I hope your survival continues." It was difficult for Vincent to put a pricetag on his own continued existence. If he were to die, Chaos would be free, but just existing day to day was a torture. He'd found some light in his existence, sure, but some days...

...it didn't matter now.

"Any of your friends here?"

He supposed it was at least something important. Because if Vincent had friends here, then maybe Nida can just hope to meet his friends. Whoever they were.

"Yes." He lapsed into a silence that, for him at least, was comfortable. "None from my own world, but another from Dualis."

So... Vincent still had someone. And the closest to someone Nida has is the most fleeting association with Vincent. It's hardly comforting.

"Who? Maybe the name will mean something to me."

He leveled a measuring gaze on Nida before he responded. His first inclination was to protect her, but Arkady was fully capable of protecting herself, probably more so than he was.

"Arkady."

Nope. Nida shakes his head. It means nothing at all.

"The name means nothing. But there were so many of us there, right?"

So much more than he ever knew.

"There were, and she would be unforgettable."

She was for him, at least. His gaze grew distant as he spoke of her.

Unforgettable? And yet Nida had forgotten so many. There was part of him that wanted to speculate on what Vincent meant, but that felt... silly. He couldn't remember the man he had loved, so it was silly to assume Vincent's use of those words conveyed specific affection.

"As you say, I must not have known her. Still, you're rather memory-provoking, and I have barely a flicker of you."

It may have been silly, but it wouldn't have been inaccurate. He looked up again at Nida's comment and paused. He was fairly singular himself, if he thought about it. He nodded.

"True. She is lithe, with purple eyes and a shaved head. She finds happiness in simple things, but carries a great sadness she tries to hide."

Well, he wasn't expecting the emotional descriptor, but Nida... knows the look. The hiding sadness. So at least he knows he'll recognize her. For sure.

"I'll keep an eye out for her."

Test Drive - 001

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