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TEST DRIVE MEME #0

A TIME VORTEX has opened in downtown LA! Some magic folks have been contacted to close it, but they haven't gotten here fast enough for the vortex not to spill out a HECK TON OF DINOSAURS – all kinds of dinosaurs of all kinds of sizes. There are theoretically gentle herbivores among the fierce predators, but they are all pretty pissed off about their sudden, startling relocation, and a lot of them have spikes.

(The vortex is both temporally and spatially unstable, which is why the dinosaurs emerging onto the streets of LA are constrained neither by specific prehistorical era nor geographical location.)

What you do is up to you. Here are some suggestions, though:

Fight some dinosaurs. You might be trying to herd them back to the vortex, or just trying to stop them by any means possible.

Flee or hide. If you're lucky the dinosaurs won't work out how to open doors and you can spend your entire thread hiding behind the bar in a Starbucks with some other hapless civilians without having to confront any of them.

Try to capture the dinosaurs on camera. If you can get some really good photos you might be able to sell them to the local paper in order to supplement your elderly aunt's meagre income. Or just use them to get a bunch of notes on Tumblr, either way.

Take advantage of the chaos to do crime. The forces of law enforcement are preoccupied with all these prehistoric reptiles.

Or pretty much anything else you think your character might be doing. Any location in LA is game, although there's no real need to meticulously look them up – you can just assume a generic street, rooftop, store, etc. (You don't have to look up the dinosaurs, either.)

If you have a character who you'd like to assume is part of a team, but that team hasn't been named or brainstormed OOC yet or anything, feel free to indicate in your opening post that you're assuming your character is operating alongside others and encourage others to tag in as if they are part of the same team! Or just handwave it and assume they got caught without their usual teammates or separated from them. Whatever way works best for you.

Events from this test drive are not automatically assumed game canon, but individual threads can be if you and the people who you thread with end up mutually wanting to keep them.

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[Dirk glances below him to make sure there was no one for the pterodactyl to fall on. Looks clear. Reassured, he crouches slightly in preparation for his attack.

He waits until the pterodactyl is almost on him before flash-jumping above it, turning around, and plunging his sword in its back. It lets out a short, loud shriek as it begins to fall.

It smacks into Dirk's board as it does so, but the board, seemingly on its own, steadies and moves under Dirk to catch him. Dirk lands on his feet and tries to rein in his huge grin as he watches the dinosaur crash into the ground.]

[That was...actually pretty impressive. He hadn't seen any programs who could move like that even. Tron swung around on his jet, slowing down to come alongside the kid.]

Those are some moves. Mind tell ing me who trained you?

[With Operation Show-Flashy-Dude-What's-Up being 100% successful, Dirk's chances of keeping a straight face are completely quashed. He tries to just smirk.]

I trained myself.

[Well that's a bit of a surprise, considering most of the teen heroes he'd met so far.]

Really? You wouldn't happen to be registered with CONDOR are you?

[There is a not-insignificant amount of smugness in his voice as he speaks.]

Nope. I got a friend I team up with sometimes but for the most part I work alone.

[While officially Tron was supposed to be pushing young superheroes to register, he was kind of glad to hear that this kid wasn't. It was good to know there were competent vigilantes in case CONDOR took a turn for the worst.]

Unless you need the extra support, I wouldn't prioritize registering. What's your name, kid?

[He was definitely going to be keeping an eye on this him moving forward.]

[Dirk almost gives his real name, but then he remembers his promise to Jake to stick to the whole secret identity gig.]

Timaeus.

Timaeus. I'll keep it in mind. I tend to watch you young heroes. If you need something send a message to Lightline at Alpha Force Tower, I'll be in touch.

[He took a quick look around for the nearest flier, gestured in that direction and headed off.]

Meanwhile we have more of these creatures to stop.

[Dirk nods. He still doesn't know if this guy -Lightline - is trustworthy, but he seems alright, and it would be nice to have him as a resource.

Dirk races after him, intent on showing off some more. He picks out what Lightline seems to be heading for and speeds up, trying to beat him there.]

[Tron glanced over as the kid sped past him. Of course they were trying to stop the creatures as soon as possible, but it still seemed a little over the top.

He grinned under his helmet, recognizing a race, and accelerated his jet, catching up on the kid almost immediately. It was pretty difficult to outrun a lightjet.]

[Dirk glares at Lightline as he speeds by. But he can deal with being beaten by superior technology. Maybe if he gets in this guy's good graces he can even try the thing out himself.

There's only one way to kick someone's ass that's cooler than with a katana. Well, there's two, but there's only one you can use on a pterodactyl. Dirk decaptchalogues Lil Cal, preparing for a puppet beatdown.]

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[At this point Tron's far enough ahead he doesn't see what the kid's up to.

Soon as he's near enough to the dinosaur he turns on the light trail and starts breaking off it's escape for Timaeus.]

[Dirk once again waits for the dinosaur to almost reach him. When it's in a good spot he flash-jumps at it again, but this time he doesn't reappear. All that's really visible is his weird puppet, who seems to be trying to beat up the pterodactyl on his own. The dinosaur tries to snap at him, but he's too fast.]

[Tron had glided out of the way when the kid got close, but twisted around in his seat to in a double take when he saw the kid's move as he circled around on the jet.

Was that some sort of human toy? What the hell wad the kid up to? He reached back to grab his disk, activating the edges as he flew closer. Last he checked felt dolls weren't much of a weapon.]

[They sadly are not much of a direct weapon at all. The best Dirk can do is smack someone really fast with one of Cal's limbs like a whip or something. It's definitely not doing any damage to a pterodactyl. But it is distracting it, even if Dirk doesn't really need that advantage with these things, and it's fun to boot.

The pterodactyl has apparently decided it's had enough and tries to make its escape, but like the last one it just ends up with a sword in its back. Dirk kicks off of it and lands on his rocket board, Cal hanging around his neck.]

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