LET'S [test] DRIVING

[cava]

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. Here's a few options, all stolen shamelessly from previous iterations.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU


or make up your own whatever this is basic and just for the purposes of getting a new test drive up.

Comments

[worlddominationbaby]

[ Thrown off by the nose poke, she scuttles back a few steps. Her surprise is quickly overridden by his question, though. TALK ABOUT HERSELF? GLADLY. ]

Science!

[ That... That's a little too broad, Madeline... ]

[amajin]

Oookay...

[He cocks an eyebrow]

Care to narrow that down a little?

[worlddominationbaby]

Genetics! Genetics is the key to power and I'm gonna own it.

[amajin]

Are you kidding? Genetics...

[He rolls his eyes]

It's a field with a lot of potential to help people and cure disease, but power? If you want power, become a robotics engineer! Why try to generate superpowers when you can create something from the ground up that'll give you exactly what you want without having to convince them or wait for them to get control of things?

[worlddominationbaby]

[ Her smile turns REALLY FUCKIN' SMUG. This man doesn't realize that there already are a bunch of super powers ripe for the picking.

Oh yes, Madeline Mayes has been lurking on the network for months. She's going to grab DNA samples of every person with a super power, isolate the genetic "thingy" (her words, not mine) responsible for them, and then...

world domination.

That's the plan, anyway. ]

Finding a cure is power. Think of all the lives saved-- saved by my smarts. My sphere of influence will become huge. Who cares about robots? Those are for dweebs.

[amajin]

[He presses his hand to his chest as if stricken.]

Dweebs....?

[He's probably lucky she didn't realize his last name is a giant robot anime reference, really. But still, it hurts. He regains his composure quickly.]

Robots can save lives too. That's what I do, I build medical robotics. Stuff as simple as a more sensitive reader for vital signs up to something as complicated as a robot that can perform surgery.

[He flips his fingers into his jacket pocket and comes out with a business card, which is ostentatious with gold filigree. He offers it to her]

You still wanna save lives when you get outta here, give me a call. Robots or no robots, I can maybe help you with an internship. I'll tell my boss you almost kicked me in the head and he'll put in a good word for you.