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progressmods) wrote2018-03-03 03:24 am
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! | |||
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But she also thinks that what she needs in the present-right-now is a very very long smoke break. Unfortunately for her, her pack of cigarettes were confiscated earlier, and of course the family-friendly park doesn't sell any she could try to smoke in secret anyway.
Wearing a yellow rain poncho over her cast costume (her attempt at "I'm on break, don't talk to me"), it does nothing to hide the way her short hair is done in a messy up-do. The heat has her makeup looking glossy, and her legs still seem bare apart from flats replacing her usual boots.
She's near the flume, mist spraying everywhere, when she spots the walking tiger-character without its head piece. The poofy hair and gait, unmistakable even from the back. Great. He's here, too. ]
Hey, [ a tap on his shoulder ] Animal Kingdom's the other way, tiger.
god bless
[ He had some choice words. Still has them, actually, but those were for the manager he assumed was standing behind him, so he's forced to swallow them as he reels back. There's probably a child nearby staring. Maybe crying. It would be appropriate. ] Sheesh. You too?
[ It's better than being alone. Isn't it? He didn't have an issue with wandering about the property alone - or rather, he didn't have a larger issue with wandering around alone than he generally does with everything else, so he isn't sure this qualifies as relief. He snickers as he takes in the yellow poncho ensemble. ]
What do you know? The soggy tourist look suits you.
god help them
Says the guy in the furry suit. At least my costume lets me breathe.
[ Faye lifts the cloth from the front for a moment to reveal something like a twinkling pink, sleeve-less leotard with a flimsy, asymmetrical skirt. It covers more modestly than the usual risque garb she goes for, but explains the bare legs. ]
I'm supposed to be a fairy. Left my wings in the break room, I just had to get out.
[ Fairy number whatever. Side-character-fairy. Apparently Tinkerbell's role was taken but there were other fairies to help with the lines of kids who wanted pictures and face-paintings. Faye wondered if all Sleeping Beauty had to do was sleep during the meet-and-greets. #goals
But man, she had to do something about Spike in the ridiculous suit. After the poncho, she had intended the next splurge with her meager funds to go towards some touristy sunglasses, maybe color-tinted or fun-shaped. Hey, it's not just hot out here, the sun's glare is killer.
However, now she considers looking for a kiosk that sells disposable cameras. ... Those still existed, right? ]
You're just mad because your costume probably itches like hell. You know, now I wonder how many other people before you have worn that. Nasty. You're gonna catch mange or something.
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Fairy, huh? Figures.
[ There's some irony there, and Spike wonders for a moment if this rat-infested place of joy actually has a sense of humor. And then he remembers that he's wearing a fucking Tigger suit, and you know what, maybe this brand of comedy hasn't aged too well after all.
And then his stomach grumbles again. He turns back to the line in a huff. ] Jesus!! [ And he scurries to catch up, sparing a glance at Faye. His plan: maybe she's feeling hospitable and will pay. He'll even take pity. That suit is worth it, after all, and misery loves company.
Which is why he reaches into the hollow of the head under his arm to pull out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He holds them up with a smirk, shakes them in front of Faye's face, because there are benefits to hanging around in a sweat-soaked tiger suit all day - even with the head that smells like rotten cheese and salt with the aftertaste of rubbing alcohol. And then he lights up. Positively shameless. ]
Come on. Don't tell me you're actually taking this seriously.
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Faye's eyes widen like she hasn't had water in days and she follows him. The call of nicotine puts things on hold for now. ]
Hey!
[ Her voice is demanding, but she's actually making an effort not to be loud despite Spike already lighting up in public. Children watch confused — why is their beloved Tigger not wearing his head and the strange man underneath smoking? The adults try to close their eyes or steer them away. ]
You actually have some?! Shit, well, don't just show off, whatever happened to sharing?
[ Asking Spike to share was the most pointless thing, she should know. And generosity isn't a thing she's known for, either. But what she does know is to bargain when she's out of options. She half holds her palm out for him to just give her one, and half tries to paw the pack out of his hand. ]
C'mon, I've been dying here without any, I'm serious about that.
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He exhales, directly in Faye's face, because of course he does, and he tosses the pack of cigarettes into the air, snatching it back down with the same hand. For a moment, it seems like he might be considering it.
And then the line moves. ]
Huh. Pretty hard to be stealthy with all that glitter. Do I look like a charity?
[ Mister got-lucky over here should absolutely not be talking. Probably ever. Still - not his job. Not his problem.
Until he grins and holds the cigarette pack just out of her reach.
Because they're children. Both of them. ]
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Fine, if that's the way you're going to be. What are you suggesting? You're probably just hungry, right?
[ His stomach had been grumbling so loud she could almost hear it over the screams and squeals of the passengers on the log ride. ]