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TEST DRIVE MEME #013

> TEST DRIVE MEME #013

Welcome to the Meadowlark test drive meme! After waking up in strange and rather worrisome conditions, characters will need to begin to live their lives in this new world. All TDM threads take place after the arrival process, so please assume that the initial adjustment period has passed – in which the characters were dropped off behind a bar run by previous arrivals who then direct them to live in a safehouse for four days before hitting the streets. Now it's time to see the bright sights and sounds that New Amsterdam – and beyond – has to offer.

All Meadowlark test drive memes will not be game canon because of the nature of our arrival logs. Please feel free to carry on relationships that make sense, but please keep in mind that the TDM may not reflect current circumstances in game.

Applications open every month on the 1st of the month at midnight UTC (00:00).


NOTE: The PCs have chosen to call themselves "the Displaced," and that's become the common parlance to refer to them.

All applicants can use threads from the TDM for their samples.

> SETTLING IN

There is very little that can smooth over the experience of your arrival in this world. Coming to your senses in a van, drugged and restrained, only to be carefully helped out by the unknown guards and nurses and then abandoned in an alleyway of a local sports bar by the name of Red Wings. What comes next is relatively straightforward: you're found by the employees at the bar, all of whom were once left in a similar situation to this one. You're brought down to a safehouse across town that's hidden underneath a soundproofed garage that's been kitted out for training purposes. You'll learn that you aren't among the first that this has happened to here. There are others not from this world who have experienced the same, with no recollection of how they came here. Like you, they have few answers about what's happened to them. Maybe this knowledge brings you a growing sense of futility, or perhaps it inspires a deeper determination in you. But even as you begin to think on what to do next, life has to go on.

All of the new arrivals will be given a fake ID and a background that will lend them access to entry-level jobs. It may be overwhelming, but their fellow Displaced have found their footing enough to be able to help the newcomers. Two Morningstar agents by the names of Gaby and El will be around to take care of world integration and IDs – the rest will fall to the Displaced who arrived before. It would take at least a month's wages to put down a deposit on even the smallest apartment in the city, so everyone has a grace period before they have to leave the safehouse – and then some, depending on the kindness of who's running the show.

Gaby and El will also make their purpose clear if asked: they are a part of Morningstar, a group dedicated to fighting corruption, tearing the capitalist oligarchy down to nothing, and trying to help make a better world. It will be made expressly clear that this entire arrangement to get the Displaced situated in the world is meant to be kept a secret, and that especially includes Morningstar's assistance. Letting the world know about their involvement could cause big problems.

> EXPLORE THE CHANGES
Despite the lack of answers about why you're here, your fellow Displaced will be able to give you a rundown of the changes they've recognized in each other. Anyone who had powers before will find them gone. Anyone who was once an AI or in a completely artificial body will find that their current body is now fully human. Those with cybernetics will find that they've remained mostly untouched, though any primitive ones may be replaced with temporary ones that are improvements on the previous models.

NEW POWERS. In the place of any powers that were lost, there is now a new power. These abilities are unique to each of the Displaced and seem to update over a certain period of time, with the changes appearing thanks to critical emotional events. One thing that's apparent is that the power seems to be linked to the Displaced individual's personality or life before this one, shaped according to who they happen to be. When this power appears, their chest glows with a blue light that shines from their sternum, and it can be triggered by anything: natural inclination or a moment of great stress. If someone's out in public when this happens, they might want to duck under cover lest the blue glow from their chest and the unusual power's appearance draws unwanted attention.

EMPATHY BOND. No matter the circumstances or the conditions, every skin-to-skin touch of the Displaced triggers this empathy bond. Whether they touch hands, brush cheeks, or knock into one another on accident, they'll be met with the emotions of the person they've touched. Every instance of skin-to-skin contact will trigger an immediate empathic bond, letting you feel the other person's emotions and vise versa. While there's nothing that can be done to completely prevent this, someone can either decide to hold on and continue sharing that level of emotional intimacy, or let go and end the shockingly vulnerable exchange. If someone is particularly tactile but not fond of sharing their emotions, they might want to invest in a fashionable pair of gloves.

MEMORY SHARE. In the past year, the Displaced unlocked the ability to share memories similarly to how they can share emotions. While unknown at first, the Displaced soon learned that they could share a memory with each other the same way they could share emotions. All they need to do is focus on a memory and touch the skin of their fellow Displaced, and then they could pass this experience along. These memories are shared through the eyes of the giver, granting the receiver a unique insight into the thoughts, feelings, and sensations during a specific moment in their life.

DREAM SHARING. Once one, two, or five Displaced fall asleep, they may be able to find each other in their dreams. These dreams lead to the dreamers themselves feeling lucid and somewhat in control of their surroundings—though the control itself is ultimately dependent on the dreamer and how well they come around to understanding what's going on. Dream logic applies with the flow of time, but no one is able to spend their entire lives there. Lost powers are still gone for any of the Displaced, but they can use their dreams to practice any new ability that they've received. Memory shares and empathy bonds are just as possible within these shared dream states—if anyone doubts that another Displaced is really there, they can test the empathy bond to see if it activates.

POWER SHARES AND UNIONS. The Displaced can share something of themselves with another Displaced by offering them an object that comes out of their chest. This object is meant to be symbolic of the person it comes from and significant to them in some way. When someone else takes hold of this object, they will get a sense of the owner's essence, along with temporary access to their in-game ability. Only when they give the item back do they give up the power in question. In addition, the Displaced are able to act in unison and create a fusion of their powers, making it so they can fight someone else with them at once. This ability is there from day one, but the power's ability will only ever present at its current stage.

> THE NETWORK
When the Displaced first showed up, Morningstar set up a private network for all of the Displaced to use in order to communicate. Most of the veteran Displaced are old hands at using the implant now, and will be happy to provide any necessary information on how to utilize this new tool and understand its application in daily life.

Early on, every newcomer receives access to the encrypted network, only available to you and the others like you, making contact between you easy and safe. Familiarize yourself with this network and dig in. Perhaps you're hoping to find some bigger answers, ask about the current nail polish trends in New Amsterdam, or want to play a game of "hot or not" among the Displaced.

IDENTIFICATION. Everyone who gets set up with an ID gets access to Morningstar's network. In order to ensure that none of the Displaced stand out like sore thumbs, Morningstar's agents El and Gaby ensure that everyone has a name that makes it so they fit in among society. All usernames are thusly formed as firstname.lastname, with some room for creativity (Ziggy Stardust has now been among the Displaced twice).

PRIVATE COMMUNICATION. There are private, one-on-one modes of communication available as well, though without the security of Morningstar's encryptions, they're much less safe. You can make calls, send texts, make videos, and even interact with others in a VR simulation—however, it's made very clear that the government has a means of tracking this communication. Big brother is always watching.

> RESOLUTION DAY FESTIVAL

The day of April 26th is known to all United Nations citizens: it's Resolution Day. To everyone around the world, it was originally thought of as the day that the burgeoning United Nations finally rescued humanity by eradicating the last known AI lifeforms. This act took place in 2101. However, recent circumstances have revealed that the United Nations had lied about this fact. For over four hundred years, they kept the AI Judas locked away in their military headquarters in New Beijing. During his enslavement, Judas was forced to create technology to serve the UN's purposes, helping turn their soldiers into a hivemind-like group that would always fall into line.

The Displaced know that there are more AI in the world. El, the Morningstar agent who helps create everyone's IDs, is one of them. This is a secret hidden away from the rest of Morningstar due to the massive anti-AI sentiments. The other is Cassius, a space exploration AI who brought chaos to the Displaced before switching sides to become their ally. None of this is known to the world at large.

Of course, El is linked to the war itself. El was formerly known as Elysian, the AI who accidentally kicked off the six-year-long Xelkoven War between humans and AI. Once a security unit, Elysian killed 50 households full of people as ze believed them all to be a threat. The war was ultimately named after the largest artificial intelligence distributor at the time: Xelkov. Ultimately, a billion humans died in the war, and there was the very real risk that the rest of humanity could have followed if they hadn't advised a method to put the AI down for good. Even though humanity lived on, artificial intelligence did not – save for the three aforementioned AI.

With all this coming out, people in this world aren't psyched to celebrate Resolution Day for the reasons they had been taught growing up. But they're still interested in a day to celebrate each other and humanity's survival.

The citywide celebration of Resolution Day starts early and finishes very late, so whether you choose to join in the fun, learn more about the history of the festival, or take advantage of the revelry for other, more nefarious goals, you'll have plenty of time. As the festival sprawls wildly throughout the streets of New Amsterdam, it gives even the most desolate parts of the city new life with bright lights, noise, and plenty of food. Most businesses are closed for the day, but not all of them—if you've gotten yourself a restaurant, street cleaning, or corporate PR job, you might find yourself stuck on a double shift. Better snatch what small moments of enjoyment you can!

> ENJOY THE FESTIVITIES
Anything you'd think would be at a festival in the year 2512 is definitely at this festival. Food, games, dancing, alcohol, free stuff? It's all there for your enjoyment. While the city streets will be full of people, this isn't a bad day to try networking. Want to get a new job or find a way to pry some information out of someone when they're least likely to remember you? Try to butter them up—or use the powers you've been granted to get your way. If anything goes badly, at least you can slip back into the crowd.

GAMES. Care to play a game? All attendees can play for free. Some games —like the hoverblade racing, the augmented reality fightboxes, and the street-wide bouts of laser tag—require a partner or a competitor, so you better hope someone's willing to do you a solid or bring out your competitive side. For anyone who's interested in something a little less hands-on, all of the city's biggest VR arcades will have setups with all the latest games. Hoping to get noticed for your gaming talent? This might not be the day to try to stand out, but anyone's down to try.

FOOD TRUCKS. It's time to try the delicacies of New Amsterdam. Hundreds of food trucks have turned out today in droves with high hopes that they'll come away turning a profit. Down for some Mexi-German fusion? Or perhaps you're hoping that pad thai still tastes the same with grasshoppers? Share your food – or give away whatever you don't like. Food trucks are the hub of activity, and the busiest ones might be worth the time, but you'll be standing in line for a while.

NETWORKING. There are other opportunities with the city being flooded with festival-goers. Whether someone is on a mission to try to test the current sentiments toward Morningstar or simply wants to charm some corporate execs, this might be the time to get it done. Whatever your cover story is, make it good. Whether you claim you're hoping to pitch an idea for some new tech or are more interested in seducing – or squeezing – some information out of them, following them into the next bar or karaoke booth may give you the perfect chance. But you might want a lookout to watch your back, a co-conspirator to keep them plied with drinks, or maybe you'll need a voice of reason to stop you from squeezing too hard. Discretion is the name of the game. Everyone can agree upon that.


> HISTORY LESSONS
Aside from your typical booths of free samples, charitable causes, volunteer applications, and white chocolate-covered beetles, you'll find an opportunity to learn about Resolution Day’s history. There are various stands available where—thanks to the augmented reality application of your neural implant—you can view videos about the origins of the festival and the reasons for celebrating. If you haven't done your initial search yourself, you'll be able to buff up on it here. These booths tell the United Nations' version of the history with zero reminders about what came out about Judas.

VR SIMULATIONS. If you'd like to feel like a hero, the UNA are running several virtual reality simulations where you can be taken to the battlefield to fight alongside fellow soldiers, working to bring the outwardly robotic AI to submission. The virtual reality simulation interacts with your neural implant to give you the most realistic experience possible. If you don't ground yourself enough, you'll be certain that the sights, sounds, and smells around you are real as you march in formation toward the brutality waiting up ahead. Feel free to team up with a partner on a side mission, or maybe try to keep someone from plugging in for what could be a traumatic experience. Eerie, heart-wrenching music plays when you die, but is promptly followed by the image of several corporate logos reminding you that they sponsored this day and this event.

SYMPATHIZERS. If you're uncomfortable with the concept of eradicating all AI, no one will understand why. AI sympathizers are not present among the native population. Everyone in this world has been raised with the understanding that AI only wanted to destroy humanity, and that everyone is lucky to be alive in spite of it. They have a deeply ingrained fear, and anyone claiming to formerly be an AI or android won't receive a very friendly response. Even if they know the UN used Judas for centuries, it doesn't mean they're any less afraid of artificial intelligence: they've been raised to believe that all artificial intelligence was out to eradicate humanity.

> CRIMINAL ACTIVITY

Traveling down from the hectic main city streets reveals a different side from the gloss and promise of New Amsterdam. Economic disparity runs rampant throughout the city, and many people are pushed to desperation, looking to find other ways to make ends meet. In the darker shadows, many illegal activities thrive, out of view of the authorities—or perhaps known and supported by corrupt individuals. Maybe you're out exploring, completing a task for Morningstar, or working a job in the place you excel. Whatever brought you to the rougher parts of town, you may want to watch your step, or else find the city eating you as it has so many others.

> ORGANIZED CRIME
Organized crime still has a strong foothold in the world, with gangs and more established families working with drugs, weapons, property, and black market cybernetics, to name a few. These organizations are sprawling units that regularly recruit new members into their ranks, so long as they can prove themselves by passing the intensive hazing. While there are two main mob entities in New Amsterdam—the Riverstone Mob and the Petrov Family—there are a handful of gangs that otherwise roam the streets. Some are loosely sponsored by the mob, while others are fledgling groups trying to gain clout. More than anything, these groups know they don't have the power of the corporations or government, and do everything to seize more power when they can.

JOINING UP. Catching the eye of the mob is difficult, but not impossible. Getting into the larger gangs is less difficult, but they're still wary of anyone who doesn't know the ins and outs of how to duck surveillance, traffic drugs and supplies, and intimidate people without catching flack from the NAPD. The best way to start getting attention is through their clubs, casinos, and illegal gambling dens. Getting inside isn't always easy: it might take a few weeks of legwork to get an invite, but someone could try to strongarm their way inside or use some chicanery to make it a smoother endeavor.

ESCAPE PLAN. Whether you went in to cause trouble or accidentally caused it by breathing the wrong way, it's good to have an escape plan in place. Does that mean fighting all the goons available? Maybe. What about stealing a hover bike and getting away? The good news is that hover bikes can fit where hover cars can't.If you've got the skills, you'll be able to weave through the chaos of the city and make a clean getaway. Just don't let the chase run for too long, or you'll have law enforcement on your ass as well.

> FIGHT CLUB

No matter the occasion outside, New Amsterdam's fight club events are held every evening. The bouncers at the door don't have too many scruples on who they let inside. All they care about is whether someone has the money to pay the cover charge.

The interior of the fight club reveals the sophistication of a business that's used to uprooting itself regularly. All the fights take place in a large cage in the center, and you remain on your feet while you enjoy the show. There is a special VIP section if you've been lucky enough to receive an invite or bribe your way in – just keep in mind that these invites are scarce, and you will have to have done something spectacular to earn the attention from someone high up the food chain. Regardless of where you end up, there is one rule: what happens in the fight club stays in the fight club. This tenant is law, and everyone's heard stories of the different (and sometimes extreme) lengths that have been taken to maintain it.

FIGHT. It's time to sign up and test your chops against other fighters. Many of the fighters boast illegal cybernetic enhancements, so it would be a really good idea to have someone on hand who knows some first aid. Fights can either happen in duos or in one-on-ones depending on the signups for the evening.

RINGSIDE CHAT. You might just want to enjoy the show, or use the opportunity to grill the bartenders for information. Just be careful not to make a fool of yourself. Asking too many questions might catch the wrong kind of attention – the kind that might find you being thrown into the ring, whether you wanted to be there or not. For all the blood spilled, these fight clubs thrive on discretion, so whatever you do, try to keep it quiet.

> A LIFE OF CHAOS

Life in New Amsterdam was once all festivals and people avoiding association with organized crime. Life in New Amsterdam these days is full of drama, citywide disturbances, and everything else that might be expected of an action film in progress. While there aren't many answers for what's happened to the Displaced, there is enough chaos going around that it seems like it may be connected to their arrivals.

The worst part is that New Amsterdam seems to struggle. Rather than being an anonymous backdrop to those action films, New Amsterdam is a bustling city full of life that never asked to be at the heart of this. When trouble hits, most repairs and restorations focus on helping those with money, while others are left forgotten living in tents and hoping for a helping hand. Recent circumstances have called for improvements in this area—there is more charitable work than ever before in New Amsterdam—but it's still a trying time.

Where the Displaced stand in all of this varies, but it's hard to ignore a city in trouble.

DISPLACED VERSUS DISPLACED. Whether it's by manipulation of an outside force or through inhaling weird monster gas, sometimes the Displaced are at odds with one another. When some of these few heroes are fighting, it means that the city can be left in even greater danger. Other times, the Displaced might not be able to control themselves. Feeling a sudden surge of vengeance and hoping to follow through on it? That monster gas might be the cause. Want to finish out a nasty deal to get something back important? The monster gas won't be an excuse, but maybe someone can pretend it was. Life as a Displaced is wild sometimes.

MONSTERS. As for unconventional threats, there are the monsters. These creatures first turned up in giant form when the first batch of Displaced arrived, stomping all over New Amsterdam. The less unique version of the monsters are around 400m high, have lizard-like features, and tend to show up by tearing down a portion of New Amsterdam's city wall And that's the less unique version. More unique monsters vary in size and make, seeming to be an amalgamation of a number of different creatures. Half-snake, half-dog? Seems odd, but it happens. Hell, we even have a bestiary of some of what can be found. The one consistent feature of all these monsters is they all have golden irises. Suffice to say that running into these creatures could be a problem.

SIMULATION. There aren't many AI left in the world, but the most notorious of them – Judas – definitely has an axe to grind. Once the leader of the AI effort as they sought to destroy humanity after countless AI were wiped out for humanity's "protection," Judas is now well aware that he's only one of three left in the world. Getting a little payback against people is only fair, isn't it? His favorite means was via a simulation, dragging people into a post-apocalyptic hellscape where humanity was forced to live underground and live out repetitive scenarios where they had no choice but to play along or feel like they couldn't survive. This stimulation interacts with the VR technology built into the neural implants, stimulating adrenaline and fear exactly when Judas wants it to do just that. Why? Oh, torture. Why not? Oddly enough, Judas doesn't create any facsimiles of other AI. He takes full ownership of what he puts people through once he takes control. Sure, Judas is a little screwy but after 400 years of captivity, no one can really blame him, can they?

LEAD A REVOLUTION. Just because a world has free health care doesn't mean it's working for all of its citizens. Thanks to a variety of screwed up things over half a millenia ago, this world ended up permanently corrupt. Corporations act as training grounds for political positions, and while nobility is a thing of the past, wealthy families continue on thanks to the oligarchical stronghold that controls the world. Time to change some things up. Either by working with Morningstar or alone because of an urge to create some chaos, this world is ripe for change. Are you going to be the one to bring it about?

> GO NUTS

Feel free to branch out and explore! Visit a doctor about some advanced cybernetics. Sneak through the city checkpoints and set out into the wilderness. Try to hop on a train bound for one of the world's five spaceports to see one of the colonies—though bear in mind the cost and difficulty of one of these joy rides. Experiment with some insect based versions of your favorite recipes. Perhaps you'd prefer to engage in some illegal street racing, spend some time getting used to the technology, or try to become a social media celebrity. Use the SETTING for inspiration and choose your own adventure!

malta: (☾ nine.)

joe | the old guard

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-23 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 —
Hmm.

[ the technology here is aasimovian, creating an immersive experience, but joe doesn't particularly like it. he misses the sight and sound and smell of libraries. he knows he will grow used to it the way he had grown used to pressing a phone off instead of slamming the receiver down (rip) or the glorious invention of the microwave that caused nicky to lose his shit every time booker nuked a frozen pizza.

he waves off an attempt to get him to partner up for a war simulation. ]


No, no thanks.

𝘢𝘩𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 —
[ despite being nearly a millennia old, monsters are new. it is easy to find novel experiences in the world as everyone in the world is their own distinct person, but it is hard to really throw joe for a loop. monsters are loop inducing. in any case joe is accustomed to unforeseen circumstances and he takes to fighting monsters with gusto, scimitar swinging gracefully. habit, maybe. ]

You know, I once fought a war alongside a bear, [ he calls out, bright smile on his expression despite, you know.

the monsters. ]

𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 —
( idk hit this birch up @ joe.jones it's totally his name, go where your heart takes you, anyway here's wonderwall )
Edited 2020-09-23 04:21 (UTC)
remorseful: (025)

ahh MONSTERS

[personal profile] remorseful 2020-09-23 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[For him, monsters are commonplace. Not like this. His monsters usually have a human flair to them, as well as the ability to monologue endlessly. They like the sound of their own voices.

Sam figures that just having to take a headshot is better than hearing someone go on. You know, unless they have something to say that's worth listening to. He'll listen if he can. He just knows right now that "if he can" doesn't work well here. Nothing to hear.

Except for the bear remark. He lowers his shotgun for the moment, turning ever so slightly toward Joe.]
Was it domesticated?
malta: (☾ four.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-23 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ joe's hand lifts, the one holding his blade, and he makes a so-so gesture, coupled with a little whine in the back of his throat that gives voice to the motion. ]

As much as a wild animal can be domesticated, I suppose. We found him in Hamedān, no bigger than a teddy bear. [ joe's voice is well suited for stories, a fact he knows, and this is a nice story so he enjoys telling it, even amidst the carnage of monsters and property damage. ]

I say we found him, but it was really Irena who demanded we buy the cub from the little boy who had found him and brought him to us.
remorseful: (017)

[personal profile] remorseful 2020-09-23 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sam's been among people who like to tell stories, so he can immediately tell that Joe's fond of it. When it's this type of monologue (or monologue to be), he doesn't mind. Sometimes talking about the exact opposite of what you're doing can help with focus.]

I'm guessing that the little boy knew that he couldn't keep him. Dad wasn't a big fan?
malta: (☾ two.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-23 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Needed the money and no doubt a stream of refugees would welcome fresh meat.

[ inka, however, would not allow them to eat the bear and no one was going to argue with her. bear was too small to eat at the time anyway and what was the point of breaking a young woman's heart when she had already had to flee her country after it had been invaded twice in quick succession. these are facts joe does not offer, they round out his memories, not the story. ]

Eventually a bear became too unwieldy at the camp and Wojtek was given to the soldiers, something of a mascot.
remorseful: (025)

[personal profile] remorseful 2020-09-24 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
A mascot, huh? [It sounds like the type of thing that someone would end up changing their minds on. War can get hard. Wars in his world run differently than the types of battlefields and trenches typically associated with images of war, but he's been in them. He knows that desperation is sometimes a thing that goes hand in hand with the rest of it.]

I hope it stayed that way. For everyone's sakes, including the bear. [Because, again, desperation.]

Where'd you serve? [A natural next question. The naming schemes and the locations imply a much broader range of war than he would have guessed off the bat.]

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history lessons.

[personal profile] livrer 2020-09-25 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Booker had been planning to just walk off, pretend he had never seen Joe at all, but ... this city is small enough that luck would have it they would one day cross paths, and somehow the truth would come out that Book had seen him on this day and had deliberately chosen to be ignorant of it, which would only piss Joe off further, somehow, and it's bad enough being the pariah as it is — and Booker is tired.

So. Flask in hand, as it always is these days and any other day, he approaches his old brother casually. ]


Are you sure? We might learn something.

[ He is already running a thousand possible responses in his mind to his obvious breach of contact with any of the Guard, but circumstances being what they are ... well, surely it changes things. ]
malta: (☾ eight.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-25 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ the flinch is instantaneous, like joe has been hit, a breath whoshing out of him. booker isn't the last person he expected to see here — it would be impossible to spend 950 years with nicolò di genova and not have faith in the destiny they shared with their small family, part of joe still has faith they will find quynh again.

of course booker would be here, too.

there's a number of things joe thinks to do in the span of seconds: punch him, hug him, scream at him, throw his stupid fucking flask in the river. he does none of these things, too public, instead tucking his hands in his pockets so he won't give into the first urge. ]


It was your idea, the shoes in Sudan, wasn't it?

[ it had needled at him, after booker left. how involved he was in betraying them. the mission played them like a fiddle. children (girls! innocent girls!), kidnapped and starving, their innocent smiles, the pile of discarded shoes, everything they couldn't say no to.

he didn't have the chance to ask before, now he has. ]
livrer: (005)

OOF

[personal profile] livrer 2020-09-25 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
No. I'm flattered you would give me so much credit.

[ It smarts like a goddamned knife in the gut that Joe would think that everything Booker had done since they had reconnected with Copley could be part of some grand nefarious plan, as if he had it out for them all from the start. Does Joe distrust him so much that he is now questioning everything he's done? Do the others think that of him too?

Well ... maybe he isn't completely wrong.

Perhaps it had been, in some part, a manipulation, pulling them all together again after so long. Believing in Copley's fabricated intel too easily he likely missed the red flags, if he hadn't outright ignored them; convincing Andy that this was a mission worth taking on even when she'd said to him, 'no repeats'. It meant the Old Guard had a reason to reunite again, and Booker had had enough time alone with his thoughts during that year-and-some on his own. The museums were great, but he missed the purpose and the company, even if it started everything that would lead to his century-long exile. Another mistake in a long series of mistakes. ]


Suppose I deserve that.
malta: (☾ fourteen.)

FINGER GUNS :D

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-25 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
You think?

[ it's unfortunate that booker caught joe alone without andy to put her hand on his arm or nicky to whisper basta! to still his righteous anger — it isn't anger, it's grief, pure and simple, but anger is easier and so joe alone is very pissed off.

days of torture does that to a man. ]


You know my vote was for them to let me kill you.

[ it would be therapeutic! booker would be fine. murdering booker a dozen times would excise his fury, joe argued while nicky and andy stared at him until he gave up the farce.

if there is fondness under the anger it is unintentional, a vestige of brotherhood that doesn't go away even when you want to suplex your brother through a table. he loves booker but also... suplex through a table. ]

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ahhhhh monsters

[personal profile] unwings 2020-09-25 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ battling off monsters is just another day at the office for castiel, machete hacking something's head from its shoulders before he whips around towards the man gleefully going on about war-bears. castiel's head tilts curiously, while the fight rages on around them for the moment. are they sharing battle stories? is that what's happening here? not the most ideal time, but yeah, okay. ]

I once hunted a phantom alongside a talking cartoon dog.

[ cas was also a cartoon at the time. it's been a weird life. scooby-doo wasn't a great hunting partner. ]

A bear would've been preferred.
malta: (☾ eleven.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-26 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
A talking cartoon dog, [ joe repeats, glancing at the other man. he says it with a perfectly straight face but nicky and quynh were capable of saying the most ridiculous things without so much as a twinkle in their eyes to give away their humor.

eventually he decides to hedge. ]


Wojtek was a good brother in arms. Your cartoon dog was not?
unwings: (castiel00203)

[personal profile] unwings 2020-10-01 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, no, he was a coward.

[ castiel, actually, is completely serious, and assumes joe is as well. humor isn't really his strong suit. ]

But a warm, jovial spirit, nonetheless.
eternita: (nj001)

wildcard, network ( ANON STILL )

[personal profile] eternita 2020-09-25 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Yusuf.

[ just that. tell him it's you. tell him you're here. destiny would not be so cruel as to pull them apart, would it? ]

malta: (Default)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-25 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm here.

[ stupid translator stealing the italian from him ]
eternita: (128)

[personal profile] eternita 2020-09-25 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it isn't joe's voice, but it's confirmation nonetheless and nicky lets out a slow breath. ]

Where?
malta: (☾ ten.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-25 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ joe sends a pin for one of the art museums already stalking toward the front door, literally mid-conversation ]

Bench out front.

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Monsters

[personal profile] requiemshark 2020-09-25 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The monsters have become part of the background of Ephemera's life now. He goes out, he does his work, and he tries not to get himself mauled in the process. It becomes a routine. Most things will, given enough time. It certainly did back home once the aliens showed up.

It's been a while since he's seen anyone jump into the fray with a regular old sword, though. Not even a laser sword, either. But the blade is sharp and the man wielding it knows his trade. Hasn't gotten himself gutted or let anything take his head off yet.

Good enough. For his part, Ephemera finally has enough spare ammunition that he can switch over from blades to a rifle. A happy change, even if he's stuck wearing his stolen body armor instead of his old rig. But he's painted it in small ways, with black or dark blue paint that shows when it catches the light in certain ways, and that suits him. The patterns are small. Geometric mostly, but a few branching vines. Flowers in a row down his spine. ]


This a literal fucking bear?

[ Ephemera lines up his shot and takes it. Blood splatters. ]
malta: (☾ two.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-26 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ joe chuckles, a buoyant sound despite the obvious care and attention joe is giving the fight. he is not foolish enough to let his guard down, especially without nicky at his back, but he has been fighting for so long he's managed to learn how to multitask. ]

The animal, yes, not a large, hirsute man. This was the 40s, predating the slang.

[ in case this man in his beautiful armour — and joe makes a note to compliment it later — was imagining joe running into battle with a hairy, heavyset man. ]
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[personal profile] requiemshark 2020-09-26 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Huh. That's sure a conversation they're having. Ephemera snorts, sidestepping a strike so he can grab a fresh clip and reload before swinging back into he fight. It comes easily to him, the motions fluid and controlled. He's been fighting for most of his life by this point and while it's rarely clean, it is, at least, simple to kill something that isn't human or capable of speech.

He could use some simplicity now. ]


Okay. Why?
malta: (☾ seven.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-27 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
We were moving Polish refugees through Iran when a little boy offered us a bear cub.

[ as one does. ]

He wasn't worth the meat that small, so he stayed with the refugees like a mascot, good for morale, especially after we got our hands on some Winnie the Pooh books.

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@nile.freeman

[personal profile] riskless 2020-09-26 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
you could literally pick anything and you still went with joe jones?
malta: (☾ four.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-26 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ WOW. ]

It's called being discrete
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[personal profile] riskless 2020-09-26 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
who's supposed to recognize you here?
malta: (☾ fifteen.)

[personal profile] malta 2020-09-26 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
You did.

Why would I want people to know my name?

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