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TEST DRIVE MEME

A. RETRIEVAL

Dreams fade slowly, and awareness returns in increments. The hum of machinery, the smell of recycled air, the murmurs of others waking up around you.

The interior of the ship has been outfitted with cots for those Biggs and Wedge retrieve from the Dream Width. Outside of the makeshift infirmary, windows set into the walls of the worn lounge area offer a view of space.

It’s time to meet your fellow new arrivals who have been brought together on Biggs and Wedge’s airship. None of you know how you came to be here or where you are going, and the door to the cockpit is locked as the pilots focus on navigating the treacherous obstacles of the Dream Width. You might as well take this moment to introduce yourself to your fellow travelers.

B. CURTI CENTER

There’s an almost overwhelming aura of excitement in the tower as researchers rush to document this unprecedented number of interdimensional travelers. Over the commotion, the leaders of the Center struggle to explain, ‘Welcome to Vaikuntha. We don’t know why you’ve been brought here, but this is your new home.’

The staff will do their best to help the off-worlders settle in. They answer the questions they can, provide maps and pamphlets about the world and the destinations within it, and even guide the arrivals to a neighborhood where housing has been provided for you. Yes, due to the strange influx of arrivals, you’ll be expected to share, but the Curti staff are doing the best they can under the circumstances.

Experiences like these bring people together. Perhaps you are the only one here from your world, but at least you are not alone in this experience. Others are right beside you, learning the same information, planning trips to visit the same new cities, checking out these Job things, and settling in to their new (temporary) homes.

C. UP IN THE SKY

There’s a whole new world to explore. It’s almost enough to distract from the fact that there’s one place you can’t go- home.

You are on an Airship, the main mode of transportation between the major cities of Vaikuntha. While the majority are owned by airlines, perhaps you hitched a ride with a friend that has their own. You can go anywhere in a matter of hours — One can only hope you don’t have motion sickness.

D. GUILDS

Proud representatives of the Guild are lined up, ready to demonstrate their skills for the new initiates. Make sure to stay behind the designated line, this might get dangerous.

So you want a new Job? You'll have to first travel to the Guilds, sign the papers, go through the orientation and introductory lectures, and get basic training. Afterwards, you can freely chat and practice with your fellow members, celebrating your new powers, and checking out your new wardrobe.

E. LET'S BE ADVENTURERS

Separated from all of your material possessions, connections, and everything you know, and really, what you’re left with is time. Better try to make the most of it.

Enough expository banter. It's explorin' time. Maybe instead of spending every day in your room, you'd rather spend it living it up in the city of Lavode, or betting on Chocobo Races in Sparks Goldsaucia. Or maybe you'd rather go and explore the caves and ruins near Arito. With Airships and Chocobos at your disposal, you can go nearly anywhere!

F. SIDEQUESTS

Maybe you’re telling yourself, ‘I didn’t sign up for this.’ But wait, you did. At least it pays.

It all started when you checked the Quest Board. All you wanted was a few gil to spend, and here you are in the wild, hunting for a Malboro Vine. Or maybe you are in some ancient and decrepit ruins looking for an artifact. Or you could be asked to be janitor for a week. Consider yourself lucky though, at least you don't have to do that alone.

G. GET A JOB (THE OTHER KIND)

You’ve got a Job, but Claire keeps sighing and muttering about layabout space-people not earning their keep, so it might be time to seek out Employment as well.

There are plenty of opportunities to earn some gil in Vaikuntha, no matter where you choose to settle down. Your iMog slate includes listing for employment opportunities. Hopefully you can find something you can live with so that you can start saving up for an airship or the security payment for your permanent housing.

H. MOGNET

*Ding!* You’ve got Mog-Mail!

Thankfully, you can instantaneously chat with your friends around the world thanks to you iMog Slate. And unlike old-fashioned Moogle Letters, you can even send messages to everyone in a blink of an eye! However, despite the change in technology, the old tradition of Mognet Strikes have never gone away. Nobody knows any more whether the Moogles have legitimate reasons to go on strike or if they are just lazy. But today, Mognet is down, and to get information you have no choice but going to the public boards or risk message corruption and mishandling.

I. RANDOM ENCOUNTER

The ground trembles, and out of nowhere, something hostile appears! ~~Is that battle music playing?~~

You were minding your own business walking around, and suddenly monsters attacked you! Time to put to use the skills you've learned with your Jobs! Will you try to fight on your own or seek help? And remember, you die in random battle, you die FOR REAL. There’s no shame from running from enemies that are a higher level than you!

J. WILD CARD

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A - Altitude
It's... enormous.

[Being on an airship? Well, that was nothing new; he woke up in the cabin of an airship most mornings. ...Well, okay, most afternoons. And sure, he had a few dozen questions about how he got here, why there were apparently so many... humans all around him, and where he could find the bathroom and/or snack bar below the deck. But none of those compared to the sheer, bewildering awe he felt as he peered over the ship's edge.

He'd gazed out across skies and seas of clouds for as long as he could remember; but this might have been the first time in his life he'd ever looked down and actually saw the ground below.]

And it's so clear...! Is it always like this?!

D - Aptitude
[Magic-- actual, in the raw, fireballs-on-command capital M Magic! I mean, sure, there was something KIND of like that in his world, but that was closer to prestidigitation than pyrotechnics; And, now, just the tantalizing thought of being able to unlock that potential within himself was--

Wait just a doggone second that guy is piloting a mecha and immediately Red's focus and priorities make a very sharp turn to follow him. He practically bowls over the crowd as he chases it clear to their recruitment post-- and the next thing he knew, he was in uniform and looking down the sights of his own 'Gun-blade.' And in spite of all the strangeness of this new world...]<

Piece of cake! [He gave a big, toothy grin as he rested the blade against his shoulder.] I use stuff like this all the time. Just wish they would'a let me bring my own...

I - Fortitude
[Okay, correction: This wasn't QUITE a piece of cake. You'd think facing a set of bones without muscles to move them wouldn't be TOO difficult-- heck, ask him how many bones he went through on your average day!-- but there were two things he hadn't considered about such an opponent: The first was that the lack of overall body... everything meant that actually placing a hit was a bit harder than it looked.

And the second was that a narrow gunblade could get stuck between its ribs, and leave him in a comparatively vulnerable- and frankly, quite embarrassing- spot as he tried to wrestle his own weapon free from the monster's body.]

Augh, Get your own!!

[This might take a while.]

[A young man passes by the fur-clad warrior as he casually observes the progress of these new people. This one's aptitude in particular is... wow.]

[After a few seconds goes by, he's decided that enough is enough.]

I swear the quality of the new recruits is going downhill every day.

If this is the best we can expect out of you, maybe you should consider applying your services elsewhere. I know the janitorial staff is always looking for help.

[And to make matters worse, suddenly there's this little smartmouth thinking a momentary and isolated slip-up in his otherwise perfectly normal performance (for a person in his position) means he can start talkin' up to him.]

Buddy? Kinda busy here.

[Out of raw frustration, his fist slams squarely into the skeleton's cheekbone... and its head pops clean off its shoulders, clattering to the ground below. At least the skeleton's sudden search for its own cranium gives Red a chance to unstick his Gunblade and fire off a quick Thunder bullet into the pesky thing's ribs.]

Don't see you blastin' these things.

Busy. Wasting effort more like.

[His eyebrow raise a bit and huffs. Sure. This guy thinks that he's doing work. Normally he doesn't really care what other people say about him, but suddenly losing all of his magic has him more than a little irritated.]

[So he decides to life up his rod, channel his anger into a fireball and send it sailing to the one that is closest to Red. He WAS asking for a personal demonstration, after all. Palom would be willing to oblige there.]

Uwah--!!

[Wow. Who'd have thought that bones could catch fire so easily? Once he'd finished shielding himself from the blast- and once he was sure none of his fur was on fire- he disdainfully tipped his own bone back up into the crook of his mouth.]

Oh, so you've decided to join in after all!

[With a glance aside to the would-be bony menace currently in the process of affixing its head, he fires off a quick, well-placed lightning bullet to its sternum; and, with a bright arc and a scent of ozone, it collapses defeated into a heap of scattered bones.]

Better late than never. How many didja get so far?

[That was the first.]

What, you want to make this a competition? This isn't a game, you know.

...

Besides, that would only serve as evidence that you aren't cut out for this line of work.

No, it's a job. And I'm makin' sure I got 'em all.

[Red may not have a firm grip on fighting the skeletons yet, but blowhards? THAT was something he started getting used to after a while.

Still, he's got a bit more prudence in his swing as he brings the gunblade's edge down upon the next approaching skeleton-- this time aimed at cracking the collarbone instead of a more entanglement-prone skewering through the ribs.]

But I guess it's okay if you're not a hands-on kinda guy. More for me.

[Palom rolled his eyes. He wasn't above fighting, but when the fuzzy man was trying to get his skin he ordinarily would just blow it off. But considering everything that's happened to him today, Palom wouldn't mind an opportunity to let off some steam.]

[With a fizz and a crack, the black mage starts to whir fantastical fiery fury on any skeleton that comes close. He makes special attention to the ones that are near Red, taking the opportunity to get as close to him as he could with his fire magic.]

[And yet, he still found himself irritated.]

What's the point?

[Thankfully, weaving his attacks through streams of fire was practically an unconscious routine for him at this point-- sure, he usually did it from the controls of a stompy li'l robot, but he'd get one of those here too. Hopefully soon, at that- patience was not his strong suit.

And speaking of patience, he was starting to lose what little he had to spare for his ever-so-'helpful' accomplice.]

I told you, I'm makin' sure I--

[But a combination of a poorly-timed sword stroke against a skeletal foe and a bit of fire magic had Red wrenching backwards out of his own swing to avoid the blast-- and soon left him with a small flame to hastily extinguish on his gloves. He glared back at Palom with a dagger-eyed snarl.]

You're doin' that on purpose!!

Red Savarin | Solatorobo: Red the Hunter

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