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progressmods) wrote2018-03-03 03:24 am
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progress city test drive #1
| 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! | |||
Re: the smaller plankton | spongeboy me bob
Deciding to take a break, although he didn't actually need it, he walks into one of the many pavilions that he sees. As he strides along he can vaguely hear a voice prattling on and on about something or another. He doesn't really focus in on it until it becomes louder, aaaaaand because his boot almost comes down on the speaker.
Ya'll mind if I S T E P?Ardyn raises an eyebrow looking down on this......being. Seizing control of and enslaving a town? At his size and in this economy? Not likely Plankton. Well, he figures he could amuse himself by playing around with this thing. There's not much else to do at the moment. ]
A ten of course! It is wonderful of you to survey the people on this for me, stranger! Charming and competent, Ah! Who else could it be about but myself!
[He gives a smirk and a showy bow, even giving Plankton a tip of his hat.]
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He brushes off the offense after just a moment or two of peeved simmering, though, because he does have a front to maintain and he honestly wasn't expecting a) such an enthusiastic response and b) any sort of response at all, actually. He beams and nods thoughtfully at the response, pretending to write it down even though he clearly doesn't have a clipboard or pen at all. If everyone's going to respond like that, this is going to be a piece of cake.]
A ten, you say? You know, I highly value the opinions of--
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--wait, for you? No, you fool, I was talking about me! I'm the charming and competent one!
[Who is this guy, and more importantly, who does he think he is? Because it sure sounds like he thinks he's Plankton.]
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(doesn't)jots Ardyn's opinion down, and finally his triumphant face turning into a scowl. He must have finally realized what Ardyn implied. ]You? Charming and competent? Oh no, my dear fellow, I'd more-so categorize you as...unpleasant and inadequate. Now those are much better descriptors for someone of your position and stature!
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A man of no consequence.Are you really sure you want to know, Plankton? Are you 100% sure? Because when encouraged enough Ardyn will openly talk about himself, you don't know what you're getting yourself into.]no subject
It does take him several seconds to reign in the instinct to just lost his cool entirely and yell at the guy, but he stifles it in due time. Instead he just glares up at Ardyn, hands on his hips. He's a complete stranger, anyways, it's not like he knows a thing about Plankton.]
Oh, yeah? And what do you know about my position and stature, wise guy?
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He gives a bit of a smirk, able to tell that while the words are not making Plankton completely lose it, he is close. He decides to push it a bit farther.]
Oh, you know!, just what I can perceive while looking at you. [He gives Plankton a slight nudge with his boot, although to Plankton the nudge is probably enough to knock him. Ardyn's not exactly able to tell how much force to use with this guy, so while knocking him over wouldn't be on purpose, he won't apologize for it.] Others have commented that I am a marvelous judge of character!
[He finishes that sentence off with a flourish of a smile, its obvious he's not really telling the truth about that.]
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[At least he wasn't punted across the whole park or anything, but he still doesn't really appreciate being knocked onto his back (which is definitely what happens when Ardyn tries to nudge him). Luckily (for him, not so much for Ardyn) he jumps back up to his feet pretty quickly, jabbing a finger at him, offended and defensive.]
Yeah, well, those others were wrong! I wouldn't trust you to judge a pie-eating contest, much less my character! [After making a point of brushing himself off huffily, he shoots Ardyn one last look and then turns away dismissively.] But I can't expect someone like you to understand the extent of my talents.
[It's-- well it's clearly not fine, but he's fairly used to being underestimated. As soon as he's successful he'll get his revenge, though, so that'll make it okay in the long-run. It's just a matter of proving to this guy just how much character he's got, though there isn't really much he can do about it now. Not here, not yet. All in due time. He just has to be patient-- something that's becoming increasingly difficult the longer he has to spend humoring this fool.]
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He gives a bit of a hum, and a slight offended face.]
Someone like me?[He presses a hand to his chest. He can tell Plankton's tone of voice, he looks hurt, but considering it's Ardyn, you'll never know if he is or not.
(he's not.)] Whatever do you mean by that? And the extent of your talents? Ah, well...we'reI'm human and we are known for making mistakes, never judge a book by its cover as they say, hm?Why don't you tell me of your...talents? So I may know how much I have wrongly judged you. Alas, if you wish not to, I would understand considering how much I have seemed to offend you already.[He gives a bit of mournful smile, although since it Is Ardyn, it still comes out as somewhat of a smirk.]
[It is a total ruse to probably make fun of Plankton yet again, of course, in his condescendingly gracious way. Unless Plankton really does have a few amazing talents to which Ardyn may actually be impressed considering his size.]
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See, that right there is the difference between us. I've never made a mistake in my life.
[Under any other circumstance, there's a good chance he may have picked upon just how condescending Ardyn's tone was-- or at the very least just how phony his attempt to hide it behind a mask is. However, boasting about himself happens to be one of Plankton's favorite topics of conversation. You bet he's gonna take Ardyn up on that offer regardless of how sincere the suggestion was. He positively lights up at the proposition.]
But of course I'd love to tell you all about my many talents! I hope you've got time to kill, pal, because this might take a while. [He's not going to pause long enough to give Ardyn an opportunity to back out of it, though.
I can't believe you've done this.]
Do you want me to start by order of impressiveness or chronologically?
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Ah, that would be the difference between us, my dear fellow! I have made many mistakes in my life, big and small.[There is a true tinge of regret in his tone, and some flits across his face. It leaves in the next second as he gives Plankton a faint smirk, and seems to light back up the same way he does.]
I have all the time in the world! I have no friends here nor anything important calling my name, so go on, as you wish!
[You underestimate Ardyn's power, Plankton. Or should I say his patience. He's two thousand or so years old, patience is the one thing he has a surplus of.]
Hm...how about impressiveness?
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He does blank momentarily at the request-- he'd really been hoping to go chronologically, if only because it's hard to say what he's done that's the most successful.]
Right. Well. I. [There's a lengthy pause between each word as he frantically tries to think of something, anything impressive he's managed in his life. After a while of searching he decides to go with the most obvious solution-- lying.] Run a wildly successful food chain. And I'm not just talking global success, here. I mean universal.
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You may lie to Ardyn, once.]
Oh you do! Well then, what is the name? Maybe I've heard of your restaurants. [He cocks his head to the left, his scrutinizing gaze pin pointed on Plankton. Oh he knows that he's never going to have heard of it, but Ardyn's humoring him. He's got to at least ask for the name. ]
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The Chum Bucket. [Okay well that one's the truth.] But you wouldn't have heard of it. It's exclusively an underwater chain. You know how it is. [Also the truth, surprisingly. Really all he has to lie about is the... well, the whole 'successful' thing. A minor detail.
He can already tell that this guy isn't as stupid as most others seem to be, and he's clearly not falling for much of this in the long-run. But he's over-confident enough to keep going with it, anyways-- he can't back out at this point, regardless, and even if Ardyn doesn't believe a word of it at least he's tolerating it enough to listen.]
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[Now you must die.][He can't help the look of disgust that passes across his face as Plankton says 'Chum'. The refuse from fish,
(mmmm tastey me likey.)oh boy! It then changes to confused as he doesn't actually 'know how it is', but he shrugs and tuts.]That is a shame, it would have been pleasant to visit one of your places and be able to tell the employees I knew the owner. [Ardyn really doesn't have anything better to do, he doesn't really know or understand where he is, he has no friends, and before Plankton he was suspicious of anyone who is here anyway. He's not as suspicious as he was of him before, but he's definitely putting Plankton in the 'Keep an Eye On' category. While he seems small and unassuming, there is actually something that seems to stand out to Ardyn, although he's not sure what. Maybe its because he doesn't know what he even is....
That makes Ardyn pause, his face full of curiosity.]By the way....neither of us have formally introduced ourselves have we? Or, in your case, who you are and...what you are. Forgive me but I've seen many things, but nothing like the likes of you. Would you prefer to introduce yourself first, or would you like me to do the honors?
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[Y'know, just as soon as he overthrows the Dole Whip stands in this place. Gotta eliminate the competition entirely before you can conquer, everybody knows that. He's snapped out of that line of thought when Ardyn pauses, though, and belatedly realizes that... yeah, he still doesn't really know this guy. He just knows that he's annoyingly condescending and a human, which... isn't a really good descriptor to go off of in a place like this.]
We haven't, have we? [The grin he puts on is far too pleasant to be sincere, and he gestures genially at Ardyn.] Well, hey, why don't you do the honors, chum?
[He just has to know how many fancy titles Ardyn has so he can one-up him during his own introduction. As one does.]
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Chancellor Ardyn Izunia, at your service! [As he's standing up, he gives Plankton the same grin as he is getting.]
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He is slightly surprised that that's really the only title he's got, but it's better that way. Better for him, anyways. He only knows so many titles he can list.]
Ooh, Chancellor, huh? Fancy.
[BUT NOT FANCY ENOUGH.]
And I'm... Sir... Duke President Admiral Doctor Archbishop Earl Mayor Professor Sheldon J. Plankton. [A beat.] But just Plankton is fine.
[Also please don't tell the actual mayor he's pretending to be mayor.]
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Uh-huh....Plankton then.[Ardyn is giving you a look Plankton, do you really expect him to believe that? Really? He dips his head to the side as his brow furrows with puzzlement.] If I may ask....what does the J. stand for? Oh! Additionally, you never did answer as to what you are...mind if I still inquire about that?
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Wouldn't you like to know.
[it doesn't stand for anything.]
And what do you mean, what am I? What do I look like?
[He like. Genuinely thinks Ardyn is just being purposefully obtuse, like he can't possibly imagine anyone couldn't immediately identify his species on-sight. This is the ideal copepod body. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.]
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I would, but if you'd rather not tell me, then that is fine.
[Ardyn is still curious, and will probably ask again later, to which Plankton will probably have to actually tell him it stands for nothing. He's gonna be a little disappointed.]
[He shrugs and crosses his arms over his chest.] I don't really know what you look like. A green oval with arms, legs, and antenna?...and some facial features I suppose? [Listen, he doesn't fucking know marine biology. Would anyone else really know what Plankton is?]