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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! | |||
keith | voltron ( s3; no s5 spoilers! )
[ there is something depressingly ironic about being given a red magicband. keith isn't one to read too much into something, but he can't help but glare at the device wrapped around his wrist, pushing the sleeve of his beloved jacket up to his elbow.
you can take the space paladin out of space but you can't keep him away from the mountain. space mountain, that is. as a kid, he never indulged in outings to theme parks. it's all a foreign experience to him and it's wholly overwhelming even for someone who had been thrust into another life, another purpose in a matter of seconds. just because he followed an instinct.
with a set jaw and squared shoulders, he heads into the white domed building, lip curling into a half-smirk as he takes in the attempt at capturing outer space. this should be interesting. ]
c. ( i am your host, your ghost; haunted mansion )
[ well, whatever has brought him here, whatever is keeping him here, has at least offered an opportunity to pass the time. his first shift is loading people onto doom buggies. his initial thought was that the whole thing was kind of hokey, but there is something. kind of cool about the mansion.
he doesn't have the elevator spiel memorized just yet, but he'll get there.
we suspect he had been chosen for this position because of his general demeanor and it doesn't hurt that he looks kind of dapper in the green butler uniform. it's kind of stiff, though, and you'll probably find him waiting outside the mansion during a lull in the day, scratching beneath his collar.
the frown on his face is in character, sure, but he's not exactly happy about sticking around here when he could be tending to far more important matters far, far away from here. ]
i'm not here bye
tomorrowland, this place is called, which makes her wonder what this planet's version of today is like. curious.
still, she's drawn to the large white cylindrical dome of a building, because it stands out, as does its title — "space mountain". aren't all mountains in space? regardless, she enters the queue by way of her blue magicband, and it lies practically empty before her; her curiosity leads her down the ramps and through the long corridor, which starts upwards, eyes wide as she takes in the star maps of galaxies she's never even heard of. stars and ships seem to pass by her through windows on her right, which astound and amaze — and apparently distract enough that she walks right into the tall boy in front of her in line, makes her mumble a short, ) Sorry, ( before she returns to her metaphorical and literal stargazing. )
I SEE YOU B!!
parts of the building actually look a little bit like the castle-ship and a little bit like the garrison and, strangely, he almost feels at home while he watches various people on video screens as he passes by. the end of the line is near and he's just about to fold his arms comfortably as he usually does when a girl bumps into him. ]
Wh – oh.
[ he glances upwards once more. ] S'okay. This stuff's distracting, I guess.
no u don't
( her excitement is palpable at the mere thought of visiting new planets, even if part of her longs to return to jakku. no matter — consider this research. perhaps her parents have settled on another planet in one of these vast, faraway galaxies, and she'll be able to locate them. if there's one thing that rey can cling to through all of this, it's hope. )
Do you know if these ships travel through hyperspace?
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You travel space too?
[ he gestures to the screens flashing neon lights with touchpads and a series of repetitive responses before lifting that arm to scratch the back of his neck. ] Never heard of these systems either. We might be able to see something new when we get on this ride. I don't really know what to expect but they are promising some kind of travel, I guess.
space mountain because of course duh
how many lions you go throughwhere you find yourself, and if that means that this boy right here effectively gets tossed on his butt at any given time, well. he's learned to roll with the punches! that's just what happens when you're a paladin of voltron!( or: he honestly has no idea what he's doing with himself ninety-nine percent of the time and he has a tendency to fake it 'til he makes it, which, as a whole has been how he moves through life, and it hasn't steered him ( too ) wrong yet. )
… anyway. it looks like he and another certain mullet-bearing buddy had had the same idea, because honestly, in his mind there's no way this place has managed to get the look of space anywhere in the vicinity of as much, let alone on the nose; he's not a theme park guy simply by dint of not being exposed to that sort of thing when he was young enough to get the most out of it, and … okay, well, what if he kinda-sorta-maybe-a-little-but-actually-a-lotta-bit makes a fool of himself now that he has the chance of a lifetime?
if you were expecting anything else, boy do you have another thing coming!
he struts up, shoulders squared with bearing the sort of purpose that can only mean he's gotten his mind made up — and he reaches to clap keith on the shoulder, quite possibly startling the other because he'd somehow managed to actually approach quietly, and grinning fit to split his face right down the middle. )
You thinking what I'm thinking? ( that it's time for an impromptu self-made episode of mythbusters? ya damn right. )
i mean obvi
at the very least, there is a sense of familiarity when it comes to this holding area section of the queue, even moreso when lance ends up behind him. and, because keith has been so occupied with taking in his surroundings even when he knows all of this is manufactured for entertainment, he jumps when approached. just slightly. ]
Guess so, [ he answers with the smallest of grins, unfolding his arms for once in his goddamn life. ] Ready to head back into space?
[ because he sure is!! will this ride make him feel better? that remains to be seen. ]
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( yeah. you don't actually believe that, do you? we hope you don't. because it's downright ludicrous. he's made progress! just in other areas. )
now, that damned queue is enough to drive anyone to madness — especially when most of the time it means waiting for at least two hours with the smallest amount of forward progress every five minutes, maybe a step or two, but at least it's air-conditioned. there won't be many complaints here, and only a few in the first place because he wants to goooo but he's trying to contain himself as best he can, which. he's never been all that great at.
but look at that grin! it's tiny, but it's there, and it makes lance's own that much bigger. this freakin' nerd right here. ) Ready as I'll ever be! Think it looks like the real thing? ( ... no, lance. of course it doesn't look like the real thing. it's a theme park ride, you absolute goober. )
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funny that, lance being that much more impatient than keith is. ]
Considering that these people probably don't know that much about space travel it's. Not that bad? I guess. [ it's immersive, though he can't seem to find that word in his vocabulary as he watches the loading dock, empty cars ( pods? ) rolling in ready for more space travelers. ]
I don't really know what to expect though.
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( let's be real, here. allura would probably be the one to start pointing out inconsistencies. man, she would probably have a blast in a place like this, though. )
lance makes a thoughtful noise, and they move another couple of steps forward. ) Never been on any rides before? ( what's this? are they about to have another
bonding moment?
let's watch and find out! )
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just saying.
( he cradled him. )
they're both knowledgeable in their own right as former garrison cadets, but allura, coran, pidge, and hunk are not here right now to point out any flaws in the park magic. they can take it as they will. keith veers off into the loading section separating parkgoers into different branches, preparing them for their car rows. it's best, keith has noted, to travel in pairs which means they can share the front of the 'ship.' look at that. ] Not until we got here. You?
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but there's all the time in the world for making up for it, right? right. correcto.
sharing the front of this ship-in-question sounds like the perfect setup for bonding, and lance is too busy thinking about how fast they're possibly going to go ( because fast is good, okay, even if nothing is ever going to beat blue-underwater-fast ) that he almost doesn't hear the question. when he does answer, it's almost distracted, and maybe just a little bit like he's embarrassed to admit that: ) Nope. Never had a chance.
( can you imagine his mom trying to cart around him and all of those siblings we now know about? especially if they're all as rowdy as him? please, pity his poor madre. )
So this'll really be something!
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[ that surprises him, actually. now that he's gotten a proper introduction to this theme park living, he can actually picture lance cheesing it for every photo taken at a flashpoint during a drop or eating his weight in popcorn of whatever. not that it matters much to him, but it is kind of nice to be on even ground with someone as far as park experiences go.
as soon as the gate opens and the previous passengers have left the station, keith doesn't hesitate to take that seat, hands already on that cushioned bar to tug it down as he'd seen others do. only, lance needs to join him at the front. buddy, what are you waiting for? space is waiting for you! ]
Time to go back, I guess. [ he's trying ( in his own way ) to be amusing. ]
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well. well! lance is still amped up for the both of them, so maybe it doesn't matter. he's got you, buddy. ) I'm like. Chomping at the bit to get going, here. ( chomping at the bit. is that a southern joke?
( no, it really isn't, but narration is laughing their ass off at it, just because. )
but! he slides into the seat next to him quickly enough — at least he thinks as much, but nothing is ever going to be fast enough for the pilot of red ( at least aboveground, but you get blue in the water, and you're outta luck son ), and he can only grin at the boy next to him like this is the only thing he's ever wanted in life.
to have fun? maybe it is. ) Think they're waiting for us? ( he means the others, of course. the other paladins, allura and coran —
just keeping in line with the amusement, that's all! )
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it's only then that keith actually does get a bit excited. he doesn't jiggle his legs but he does tap restlessly on the front of the car. ]
Coran won't be too happy that they lost us.
[ there's a half-grin for lance now before keith turns away to narrow his eyes at the darkened path waiting for them. he's been in space for god knows how long and he's trying not to feel so ridiculous that he's actually a bit apprehensive about what will happen next because he doesn't know what to expect.
he's so busy thinking, he almost doesn't hear the operator wishing them a safe flight as their 'ship' pulls away from the loading dock. ]
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he hums out a small noise, something that lingers in between contemplative and dismissive. ) Coran — ( coran, the gorgeous man! ) Bah, he'll get over it. We might be going back to space, but this is like a vacation for us.
( man. he isn't wrong, is he?
but you'd better start paying attention, keef! because lance is hyper-aware of the moment they begin to pull away from the dock, and if you hear an excited little noise coming from his general direction?
you heard nothing. )
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[ that's the last thing that keith murmurs before they're put on an incline, slowly pulled up towards a light-filled tunnel he suspects is meant to look like heading through a wormhole or hitting top speed.
it's pretty thrilling, even for a guy who has actually been in space.
at the very least, he can rest somewhat easy knowing that shiro is back with them and could, if pressed, take on the black lion without him. he hopes. but that's not what he's immediately thinking about because as soon as that tunnel ends, the coaster drops immediately and keith, much to everyone's surprise, bursts out laughing. in fact, he almost sounds like a kid again. ]
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getting a chance to act his age outside of crappily-timed jokes and really, really bad pickup lines? what is this?
he isn't thinking about what they've effectively left behind, the friends that may or may not be worrying about them in their absence — because separation has only ever bred anxiety, regardless of its origin — because it's easy enough to lean a tiny bit to the side and nudge keith's shoulder with his own as they drop, the sound of the other's laugh something foreign but nice. he echoes it with something of a whoop! as the air pushes out of his lungs, and he feels like, for the first time in a while, they can both afford to take a bit of a load off. )
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without thinking, because he might be a natural, keith finally loosens his grip from the lap bar and raises his arms over his head just in time for an unexpected loop. holy shit.
his stomach drops and and rises and sort of settles in the middle again through the whole thing.
it's thrilling. after the first sixty seconds, lance gets another nudge back. come on, buddy, the ride is more fun this way. ]
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except you know what happens when you're tall, or more appropriately just long-limbed? you do the same raising of arms and might briefly wonder about hitting something overhead, so you duck down a little more which finds knees scrunched up somewhere in the vicinity of your chest ( if not for the lap bar, which means that he ends up in some awkward-as-heck position that is only uncomfortable until the next unexpected turn and he unfolds ) but you keep your elbows tucked in and don't raise your hands any higher than you dare, and lance, even being the daredevil he is, plays it safe.
he doesn't need to lose a hand or anything during this, okay. but he's still laughing fit to crack a rib or two, whooping again as they take another turn. this is freaking great. )
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they hit a second, smaller loop and keith has to wonder how they're hiding all of this because he's an observant guy and he never would have guessed this much track had been hiding beneath that white dome outside. he stops laughing but hasn't stopped grinning and might just be buzzing a little bit next to lance as they hit hill after hill. the car is bound to lose momentum at some point and he can feel it but.
well.
he doesn't want it to end.
but is anyone surprised with this adrenaline junkie? ]
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He remembered something about 'staying in character'...but he wasn't sure he could stand this weather much longer in this costume.]
Hey. Do you know where we can get some water? This costume in this weather is nuts.
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I'm still memorizing all the tunnels and stuff but I think that Cast Member door leads to the breakroom. [ and, just his luck, he's on break too. time to loosen his jacket and tie for a second now that they don't have to maintain the illusion for the other parkgoers. ] I'm kinda parched too if you wanna go looking for it.
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[There's a pause, Jaune looks around. He's clearly got no idea where that is which begs the question of how he got to his post or if he just got turned around in the process. It's Jaune so either is likely. He smiles sheepishly, just as Keith offers to go looking with him.]
Yeah, I'd appreciate help with that. I got turned around just getting here.
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] Sure.
[ with a shrug of his shoulder, in between waves of visitors, he pushes the next door open, nodding over to jaune to follow him. ] You new here too, huh.