progressmods | progress city test drive #2

TEST DRIVE MEME
Here You Leave Today And Enter The World Of Yesterday, Tomorrow And Fantasy. Welcome to Progress City's second 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! Reserves for next cycle open on April 8th!
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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[There's a rather panicky dude here, wearing a gaudy suit, who appears to be looking frantically. After tugging at his Magicband for a couple of minutes, you may see him approach you.]

Look, hi, I'm - bad form for what I presume is a hostage situation, I know, but I'm Jimmy McGill. I'm a lawyer from Albuquerque. I'd show you my driver's license if I had it but...

[Alright, this clearly isn't working.]

I gotta get home. My brother's sick. You help me and mark my words, I will tie this place up in so much litigation that their descendants are gonna be dealing with the paperwork.

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[here’s a message on the local bulletin board, posted by some throwaway account:]

so jw

whats the law lookin' like here because for the record i have a lotta questions so we'll start with those

1. lets say you have some sort of degree. anything along the lines of lets say a doctorate, a teaching license or a license to practice law. really any sort of significant certification. how easily is it to regain these things upon entering progress city or are there any real avenues to gain these things back??

i mean crunchy christ on a cracker there has to be some sort of system in place here

unless you people are set on sellin dole whips for the rest of your life

2. if there’s no avenue to regaining these things, can any hack comin in “accidentally” claim to have these things and be able to run a business that’s legitimate to all eyes but theirs??

3. local law enforcement. does it exist or have people here just become accustomed to the idea of 1984??

[A lawyer, huh? Constantine ponders it over. Allying with him could be either really helpful or absolutely devastating, depending on how corrupt the guy is. The last thing he needs is some goody-two-shoes lawyer springing him out of this funland park and straight to prison. But a lawyer who'd be willing to keep him out of the gulag... And perhaps out of any legal trouble here should he, say, try to stage a coup...

Better to test the waters first.]

If I help... What is in it for me?

[...Okay, talking frog. You know what? Fine. He'll roll with it.]

Half. Half of the cut, provided this suit is successful - and you can be sure it will be.

Hmm... do not know. Most here deal in weird fake money. "Didney Dollars." How can you be sure they will cough up real money?

Between helping you home, finding out truth of money situation, helping with suit... half may not be enough, da? Seventy five percent. And you must guarantee they have money to pay.

I'm sure there's an exchange rate - tourists. Tourists come here, right? That's the impression I've been getting, so [a bad impression of a russian accent:] "finding out truth of money situation" will not be necessary.

Sixty-Five.

Mock me again and you will regret it.

Sixty nine.

Don't - don't try to meme on me. That's getting us nowhere.

Memes? Where was I memeing? I said a perfectly reasonable number. What are you even talking about?

[What is it with this guy and amphibians? Let's find out.]

A lawyer? Splendid! You're EXACTLY the sort of fellow I've been looking for!

[Yes, exactly. As you can see, Toad's standards are a little skewed in the direction of "horrible to non-existent", but that just makes it easier to keep such an upbeat mood in such a bad situation.]

I've been the victim of a terrible, unforgivable crime, and you— Well! There you are. Surely this is fate!

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[Why does this guy look like Terry Jones in frog form?]

...Okay, that's - it's a little off-the-subject, but okay. What have you got for me?

What have I got— [Imagine every snotty noblewoman laugh from every anime ever and put it through a British filter, and you've got an idea of what Toad's laughter sounds like, laughter that he's (not really) trying to suppress with a hand over his mouth.] My dear man, do you really not know who I am?

...Kermit the Frog, right? I don't know, throw me a bone here.

[Oh my god, he's gone nuts. This is it. Jimmy has cracked.]

Who? Should I be insulted?

[Something says, yes, yes he should. SIGH.]

J. Thaddeus Toad. Esquire. [Special emphasis on the last bit. Toad proudly draws himself up to his full height, which is still only enough to make him come up to Jimmy's kneecap. Depressing.] I'm not presumptuous to expect the renown of the Toads of Toad Hall to carry as far as America [yes he is] but I would have at least hoped that when someone with my celebrity is abducted, particularly when that celebrity definitively makes me the most popular captive in the park, word would travel fast.

Do...Do you really not know who I am?

[He sounds as eager as he does disappointed.]

[Okay, so he's delusional. Not him. The frog. Both, honestly. Both of them seem fairly unhinged.]

Look, uh...Toad. Mr. Toad. I'm usually on a first name basis with potential clients, but I'm not sure I want to know what the 'J' stands for in this instance. [A beat. He clicks his tongue.] I have been here...five minutes.

And you haven't heard about my enormous fortune yet? Poo. That's usually the first thing everyone learns even before they meet me.

...How enormous are we talking here?

Oh, just oodles and oodles and pots of money. More than enough to buy this place out.

...Say! Do you think I should, once this is all over? They can't very well do anymore kidnapping if I sack them all, can they?

...Logistically, no. This place is - it's way too enormous for a sensible buyout, nevermind that their reputation is going to be absolutely tarnished by the time any of this gets out there.

I mean, unless you wanna go total Michael Jackson and buy your own personal theme park, I can't see the value.

But that's exactly what I want! Why not solve two problems at once? We can see that justice is served and free everyone, and I can get a nice summer home in... [He frowns.] Where in America is this again?

progress city test drive #2

Jimmy McGill | Better Call Saul

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