TEST DRIVE MEME #0

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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.

Comments

[hellacold]

Jon blinks and holds out his hands--no Stark man in all their illustrious history has ever been able to resist the command of a well-intentioned lady who seems to know what she's doing.

"Longclaw," he says. "I think my powers keep me from getting sick--some of it is dinosaur blood."

Feathers, apparently, can bleed a lot, if you slice through the rachis, which is patently unfair as it doesn't seem to slow down the dinosaur very much and consequently the blood gets everywhere. He'd thought the black would hide the stains, at least, but her mention of dry cleaning worries him--Sansa would be upset if he'd damaged her handiwork permanently.

As she is in possession of his hands, she might notice they do not currently have claws, long or otherwise. In fact, the nails are bitten rather short.

[missinterference]

"Ah, yes," says Flora. "I have never been sick a day in my life. Though that is sheer obstinacy on my part, and well-preparedness. There." She relinquishes him. "I must call you 'Longclaw' I suppose. The codename could be worse. You must be very tired and thirsty. And hot, in that jacket. I've asked the barista to bring you out some water--there she is, thank you," she adds crisply, as the terrified teenager rolls out a couple of water bottles and dashes back for shelter.