- i. horror: you've been yoinked from your own world and thrown into a new and terrifying situation. roll with horrible monster transformations, hostile set-pieces, sadistic npcs, and more. all that matters is making it through the night.
- ii. survival: through some twist of fate or another, you've been allocated into a resource-poor environment. basic amenities like food, water, and shelter that you might have once taken for granted are suddenly either outright absent or require significant labor to attain. you're not just a stranger in a strange land - you're a stranger in a strange land with only your own wits to help you survive.
- iii. slice-of-life: ordinary cityscapes and peaceful suburbias are all very well and good, if you weren't stuck in them without a clear means of escape. the most you can do now is try to adapt to a peaceful life that you might have never had. you've been given a chance at normalcy, but not everyone's cut out to acquiesce to the ordinary day-to-day demands of schools, jobs, picnics, and what have you. relaxing can be tough, but here, you've got all the time in the world for it.
- iv. fantasy: not only are you stuck in a pre-industrial revolution hell, but now you've got these fancy new magic powers and special weapons, maybe even at the cost of whatever abilities you might have once had. now go forth and destroy the one ring or kill some giants or something.
- v. sci-fi: maybe you're trapped on a spaceship or on some newly colonized planet in the far-flung, distant future. maybe you're being drafted into a corrupt army, or trying to escape the nigh-omniscient artificial intelligence that monitors everything in a dystopian future-opolis. the setting's whatever you want it to be.
- vi. au / memory regain: your name's not the one you had and your life's not the one you lived...but it's not like you know that. maybe you're plagued by strange dreams of who you actually are, or someone from your world's been dropped into your new life to try and jog your memory. either way, you've always felt that something was off about this world and this life you've had. you could never tell what until now.
- vii. prison: some all-knowing or interdimensional or corrupt law enforcement has finally snagged you, and decided that you are unquestionably guilty. of what? who knows. maybe you're a legitimate criminal, or maybe you're genuinely innocent and imprisoned under false pretenses. no matter what the case is, you're being kept under lock and key and put under heavy surveillance. plot an escape with fellow inmates or sway a security guard to your cause - or maybe a friend of yours has managed to sneak their way in to try and break you out.
- viii. merc-work: you've been snatched from your home so you can do some high-quality work for some higher power. you're an assassin, a spy, a thief, or some other shady agent. tormented by the moral quandaries of your work? in it for the money? salty that your captors are responsible for forcing you into this? but then again, maybe playing along is your best chance of getting home...
- ix. wildcard: idk man do what you want i'm not a cop
II - SITUATION- i. first impressions: hey, i just met you, and this is crazy, but where the FUCK are we (so handle my stress-induced breakdown maybe)?
- ii. second impressions: hey, remember when we first met? nostalgia's really a trip, huh? when you're in a brand new world, you've got to hold onto whatever familiarity you can get.
- iii. an Event™: SOMETHING is happening and y'all have to deal with it. how are you coping? have you run into each other by chance, have you buddied up willingly, or are you stuck together in the middle of some hellish happenstance?
- iv. living conditions: congratulations, you're now being housed with a complete stranger. or maybe not. maybe you're friends back home or you've met before. regardless of how you generally get along with your new roomie, the stress of adapting to a new situation doesn't always make for a fun teething period.
- v. mysteries & conspiracies: what's a jamjar anyway? you're not about to take this lying down. whatever's going on here, whoever's abducting people from their worlds and whisking them away again, you're going to get to the bottom of it. no matter what it takes.
- vi. crau hijinks: hey, don't i know you? what, you don't remember? what are you talking about? we were best buds in that [unrelated previous game experience wherein you confessed your love or some shit]! don't you remember me?
- vii. grudging teamwork: for whatever reason, you're being forced to work with someone you don't know or can't stand. fight a monster, solve a puzzle, break out of confinement, find your way home, get unstuck or unlost, etc. you just have to work together to do it.
- viii. violent ends, violent means: got stuck facing each other in gladiatorial combat? facing off against a violent threat together? or maybe you ran into this absolute dipshit on the streets and decided you didn't like their face or whatever. look, i'll save you some time and just say that this is either going to be a magnet for some prime angst or hurt/comfort.
- ix. play the hero: swoop in and save the day from...whatever the heck's going on here. play the hero or the damsel, whether wanted or otherwise.
- x. network tomfoolery: idly commenting on proceedings, bored and spamming people's inboxes, figuring out what the heck this shiny thing and all the buttons do, etc. maybe there's an internet here. maybe you can send someone airbrushed ted cruz. i'm not going to say what you can and can't do.
- xi. inbox'd: leave a message after the beep! just kidding, they picked up. what'd you wanna chat about in private, champ?
- xii. wildcard: once again i ask do i look like a cop
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spaalonebabuguuscooties2020-03-22 11:49 am
nathan wallace | repo! the genetic opera
[nathan has two dynamic sides to him. on one hand, he's the mild-mannered doctor who would give anything to protect his daughter but is simultaneously a very bad dad who restricts her freedom and stunts her growth with overprotective tendencies. on the other, he's also been blackmailed into being a repo man for seventeen years and to cope with the trauma of his work has developed a persona that has a genuine love of violence and revels in the misery he causes.]
[whichever one nathan chooses to display is heavily situation-dependent. i have no preferences, and will roll with whatever prompts!]
can't resist
All the people I could be trapped in some hell dimension with, and it had to be you. Try and stay out of my way, will you?
so rude
[Putting aside the momentary thrill of instinctive fear that he's been recognized off-duty - that should be impossible - Nathan swallows back the instinctive jolting panic in his guts and tries to force as neutral an expression as possible.]
I...pardon?
[It's just two words, if that, but right off the bat it might be apparent that the demeanor's all wrong. Guy is speaking in an American accent, for one.]
no subject
You heard me. I don't need some old wanker weighing me down.
[Says the 150 year old vampire.]
no subject
[He's certainly addressing Nathan with a ready familiarity that seems inappropriate, given the circumstances. His accent stands out, for one. It's not so strange that he hasn't stood out from the rest, that he's unmemorable enough for his face not to have stuck in Nathan's memory; it's stranger that Nathan has registered as someone worth remembering.]
[He's not a very memorable figure. Not like this. He'd say that's deliberate, but he never has been.]