progressmods | progress city test drive #1

TEST DRIVE MEME
Here You Leave Today And Enter The World Of Yesterday, Tomorrow And Fantasy. Welcome to Progress City's first official test drive meme! This game is a panfandom jamjar set in a flux dimension inspired by Disney Theme Parks (particularly Walt Disney World in Florida) and the original concept for EPCOT (a city that would connect to the theme parks). Whether you're looking to join us or are just here to play around for a little bit, we have a few prompts below for you - but you're also free to come up with your own!
Prompt A Whatever you're doing, wherever you are, you find a vintage-looking ticket. The next time you blink or close your eyes for any reason, you open them and find yourself somewhere else - Progress City's Ticket and Transportation Center. You have no idea how you got here, and definitely don't know how you got this weird thing on your wrist... You'll learn, eventually, that Progress City and it's world-class themeparks are a popular tourist dimension across this universe. People can get in here very easily, but for some reason, that unremovable band on your wrist isn't allowing you to use their transporters to get home. To compensate, you'll be offered a job in the parks and free housing for the duration of your stay. Is that something you're willing to take?
Prompt B While you're here, you might as well spend some time around the theme parks in your downtime. It's easy enough to get to them - the city offers free 24/7 monorail and peoplemover transportation to each park, and you also get a free annual pass for yourself with your stay (lucky you)! If you're at all familiar with Walt Disney World, these four parks will seem...remarkably familiar to you. But there's little subtle differences here and there that that make this seem different - and the ones in charge will seem confused by the concept of a "Walt Disney World". Must be a thing about different dimensions. Nevertheless, you're still going to have the occasional bit of free time here, so there's plenty to see and do here across all four areas. Go ride some rides and eat some Dole Whip, you crazy kids.
Prompt C With the housing, you also get offered a job by Progress City's mayor. Maybe you decide to take it, maybe you don't, he's not gonna kick you out of your apartment unless you deserve it. But this poses a good way to get some actual money. You'll be matched to a job around the resort - hopefully one you enjoy. You could end up working in the parks as a ride operator, serving food, managing a shop, working security, or ending up as a pool lifeguard. There are a number of possibilities here, and you can always change your job later on if you find one that may suit you more.
Prompt D Over time, the thing on your wrist changes. Namely, it'll start taking on new colors, designs and occasionally icons that reflect your character's personality and appearance. You'll find that by concentrating you'll be able to utilize your band to... cast magic spells, of all things. These also seem tailored to your character - summoning weapons, creating projectiles, putting foes to sleep? It seems that no two bands are alike when it comes to this. ...Occasionally, you'll spot one or two small ink blot-like creatures scurrying about the city or the parks, creating an inky mess and leaving a small amount of chaos in it's wake. Those don't seem advertised. Perhaps they'd be good to try out your new abilities on, or maybe you'd prefer to practice a little bit first.
Wildcard As always, feel free to come up with your own scenario if none of these inspire you!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

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[What? Waking up in unfamiliar surroundings, Snake wonders whether he had been taken out or drugged without noticing. Looking around, though, this wasn't exactly the kind of location he'd expect to be kidnapped to.

Not that there was much of a standard for this kind of thing. His first thought, like in most situations, is to ask Otacon. He reaches to his ear to call him on his codec.]

Otacon? Otacon, do you read me? Otacon!!

[With some frustration, he gives up, and notices the strange thing on his wrist.]

Hnnrh. I wonder what this is...

C

[Compared to his previous area of employment, food service was marginally less stressful of an experience. Snake has no trouble keeping up with the fast pace of orders and customers, but he is only one man in a system, and the kitchen feels the strain of the establishment's popularity.

Somewhat embarrassingly later than expected, Snake arrives at your table with your order.]

Kept you waiting, huh?

There isn't anyone by that name around here, bud. He your boyfriend or something?

Hrrngh.

[He's ignoring that.]

Who are you?

No no, that's not how it works, pal. I'm the one who should be asking you that question here.

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[He grunts again, but with more apathy this time.]

You can call me Snake.

Gee, that's real original. [SARCASM] Your parents must've been the super creative types, coming up with a name like that for a baby.

It's a codename.

[It's hard to tell if his grumpy tone is from a place of offense or general distaste for the stranger.]

You still haven't told me yours.

Code name? You a spy or something?

[Wouldn't that be a funny coincidence.]

....Karen. My name's Karen.

[He grumbles, under his breath.] Something like that.

[Speaking more audibly this time, he keeps his gaze locked on Karen.]

Karen, huh. Tell me what you know about this place.

I'm not about to give you a freebie just like that. What can you offer me in return for intel on this place? You know, money or favors.

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[Was that an order of lovely greasy pepperoni pizza and coke? Might be. Then yes.]

Oh, good. I was needing my vitamins.

[He places the order on the table with surprising delicacy.]

I wouldn't call this nutritious.

For my arteries? No. For my soul or whatever, pizza is nutritious.

[A lighthearted snarky remark at the expense of no one. Pizza always got her in a very good mood. Even if it was overpriced to hell, she was lucky to be around it. It helped things in life.]

So thanks for that.

...You're welcome.

[He lightly puts the pizza down on the table.]

Anything else?

Nope. That's all.

[She was just going right back to her book. Or book(s). They were noticeably all over table, as well as a large notebook in front of her. She took a sip of her soda before talking again. Tons of stuff about the local area, as well as lore and mysteries about the supernatural.]

I'll tip, I promise.

[He leads into speaking with a grumbling noise. It doesn't seem to be from any kind of annoyance, and more of a verbal tick.]

'Appreciate it.

[He's not sure if she really should be having everything out on the table like that, but he doesn't care enough about table etiquette to do anything about it.]

Careful you don't get any grease on your reading material.

[She paid Snake little mind of any of his mannerisms. Her social barrier told her it wasn't really worth considering if it were rude or not. Instead, she seemed to kind of be in her own sense of "comfort" right here in this chair, with her pizza and books.]

I'm a professional, I can handle it.

[On pizza and books.]

Just a little, but it's not too bad. I couldn't ask for a better place to have to wait, after all!

[The kitchen must have been busy indeed; Snake has brought Yui a salad, of all things. The egg and chicken at least give an excuse, but it probably shouldn't have taken nearly this long. Still, she smiles up at him.]

Thank you. I'm sure you're doing your best, as popular as this place is today.

[Well, she's certainly more polite than some of the other customers he's had to deal with, which is something he appreciates.

The extra comment takes him by surprise though.]

Er- thank you. [He awkwardly places the dish on her table.] Can I get you anything else?

[She's not so excited that she doesn't notice the awkwardness; her gaze sharpens for a moment, before she forces herself to calm down a bit. This man isn't going to suddenly steal her dreams or anything. Although that habit is going to die hard, she suspects...]

Not just yet, although I'm certain I'll end up getting something sweet later to balance this healthy lunch. Pardon me for asking, but I get the sense you haven't worked here long?

[The tone is curious, but not accusatory. Just an idle question...?]

[...Damn it, was he so obvious? He sighs, and reaches for a cigarette in his back pocket- before remembering he can't smoke here.]

My first week on the job. It's...different to my usual line of work.

Not that I had a job before myself, but I think I understand the sentiment. This is miles away from my old life as a student.

[She glances at the horizon. At the castle that's rapidly becoming familiar in the skyline, specifically, and she frowns.]

Maybe a lot more than miles. This place is going to take some getting used to, I think.

You're telling me.

[He exhales, and decides to ignore the kitchen for a moment. He needs to decompress a little. This week has been a lot.]

I'm still adjusting to the...colourful characters.

I think I may be adjusting in the opposite direction. After a year of craziness, in some ways, this place is going to be relaxing for me.

[Absently, one hand goes to her heart, softly resting there before tightening into a fist. Having one's dreams stolen is kind of a pain, in more ways than one.]

I've had enough color for quite some time.

progress city test drive #1

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