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The Pacific Rim Meme



We always thought alien life would come from the stars. But it came from deep beneath the sea, a portal between dimensions in the Pacific Ocean. Something out there had discovered us. The first Kaiju made landfall in San Francisco. The second attack hit Manilla. Then the third one hit Cabo. Then we learned this was not going to stop. In order to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own. We needed a new weapon. The Jaeger Program was born. Two pilots, our minds, our memories, we were connected. Man and machine became one.

In the near future, giant monsters identified as "Kaiju" have begun attacking Earth's coastal cities, resulting in a war that takes millions of lives and quickly consumes humanity's resources. To combat the monsters, a special type of weapon is designed: massive robots, known as Jaegers. The Jaegers are controlled simultaneously by two pilots who are bound together in a process called Drifting, creating a neural link between their minds. The link lets them share the mental strain which would otherwise overwhelm a single pilot. The Jaegers are the last, best hope for humanity's survival.

Instructions:
1.Choose a role (or multiple roles!) and post with your character/fandom. 
2. Others will post to you with a scenario.
3. All Jaeger names must made up of two words that have little to do with each other. This is mandatory.
4. Go big or go extinct. Or just have fun, that works too.

Roles:

1. Jaeger Pilot: The rock stars of the kaiju wars. You and your partner may be siblings, spouses, parent and child, or just two people who have the trust and compatability necessary for a successful Drift. Get out there and kick some ass.

2. Engineer: The war against the kaiju isn't just fought by the pilots. You're one of the countless support staff that design, repair, and enhance the Jaegers for maximum kaiju-smashing potential.

3. Scientist: Biologist, physicist, kaiju groupie. You study these horrific monsters so you can figure out how to destroy them...or you just really have a thing for alien anatomy. 

4. Mission Control: Off the front lines but not out of the battle. You're watching the monitors, dealing out the orders, and generally making sure your Jaeger pilots don't do anything more stupid than normal.

5. Civilian: A black market dealer in kaiju organs, a reporter trying to get her big scoop, or just some poor schmuck trying not to get stepped on. You're one of the folks that the Jaegers are fighting for. 

6. Other: Go wild.

Scenarios:

1. Preparations: Dealing with kaiju is a process, not a moment. Pilots need to physically and mentally hone their strength, engineers need to perfect the Jaeger weaponry and armor, scientists need to run their experiments, and black market dealers need to make their money.

2. First Neural Handshake: It's time to Drift with your partner. You'll experience each others' most painful secrets, joyous memories, and the time you got drunk and made out with the captain of the football team. Hang on, it'll be a bumpy ride.

3. Downtime: Chill out, have a beer, pretend the world isn't ending. You can explore the thriving towns that have grown up amongst the kaiju remains or just stay in the Shatterdome doing combat practice. However you relax, you've earned it. 

4. Kaiju Detected: Battle stations, folks. Get to your cockpit, your command post, or your underground bunker. The monsters are coming, and they ain't gonna stop until someone does something about them.

5. Combat Mode: It's go time! You're in the heat of things, punching these otherworldly abominations in the face with your awesome. Remember to call your attacks; it makes them more powerful if you shout their names first.

5. Aftermath: Job well done, folks. Sit back, enjoy the celebrations, put another tick mark on your kill count...and if necessary, mourn the dead.

6. Other: Go further wild.

Comments

Gipsy Danger

[gipsy_danger]

Mako Mori

[driftcompatible]

Newton Geiszler

[diditalittle]

Chuck Hansen

[dontdisengage]

/flies into your arms

[striker_eureka]

[ooc: what do you want to do?]

Re: /flies into your arms

[dontdisengage]

[ hmmmm maaaybe.....testing Striker after a repair & then drifting? :|a ]

[striker_eureka]

[Mutavore was a surprise to everyone — if by everyone you mean only the politicians who voted for the Wall of Life — and Herc knows Sydney was just lucky that Striker Eureka was still around and hadn't been shipped off to Hong Kong for decommissioning. Hell, they were lucky they were around. Herc knows well enough that not being around to help save Sydney would have infuriated his son, as well as himself.

They limp back to the Shatterdome, triumphant and exhausted, running on adrenalin more than anything else. And, of course, the instant they're out of the conn-pod, a flock of reporters come rushing in, wanting the first scoop on the story.

Chuck, of course, is all too happy to give them just that.]

[suicidemission]

[ Of course he is. He's got the same cocksure and arrogant swagger that most Jaeger pilots end up with. He's still high on his adrenaline too, and hasn't quite hit the post-drift hangover stage just yet -- that moment where you start to reflect and think and remember the other pilots memories.

That was his least favorite part -- and he usually vanished to the repair bay so that he didn't have to deal with his father and the wounds that ran too deep to properly heal.

So instead he shoulders past his old man and winks at the reporter, giving her the dirty on whatever the hell it is she wants to know -- so long as he shines, of course. ]

Inara Serra | Firefly

[suoxi]

[sateda]

[ooc: HI HELLO WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO DO TODAY?]

[suoxi]

[ LMAO OHAI U. FIRST DRIFT? ]

[sateda]

[OK OK OK TESTING IF DRIFT COMPATIBLE FIRST DRIFT OR IS THAT OUT OF THE WAY?]

[suoxi]

[ UM UM UM THAT ONE WOULD BE OKAY ]

[sateda]

[Sometimes shatterdomes like to test out drift compatibility by doing something like having a singlestick tournament — Ronon likes those, he always decimates the competition, which might be why they don't let him participate anymore — but other times they bring you into what looks like a torture chamber, with alarming electric chair-like equipment set up, and you get to sit down and strap in and test out if you can play nice with each other.

Sure beats testing out compatibility in a fully functioning, armed Jaeger.

Ronon strides into the room just barely on time, twirling the piece of kaiju bone he's been whittling into shape between his fingers.

Flinging himself into the only unoccupied chair, he leans across to the pretty brunette beside him and sticks out his hand.]

Ronon.

[suoxi]

[ Inara was already waiting, appropriately dressed and sitting at a table, a glass of water in front of her. She's not sure if her candidate is even going to show, and when he does (at the last minute) she's not really impressed.

Still -- she's polite, and smiles at him as she holds her hand out to give his a firm shake. ]

Inara Serra.

[sateda]

[She's cute. He likes that. He also likes the veneer of ice she's wearing over her face; he finds it entertaining. He just grins at her, unapologetic, and waits to see who will come through the door to test them.]

Done this before?

[suoxi]

Yes.

[ Several times -- and she keeps cutting her potential copilots because Inara is a picky bitch that isn't going to let just anyone take up semi-permanent residence in her head. ]

Have you?

[sateda]

Sure I have.

[His grin widens; grows a little sharp. The fact that she's done it before and she's still sitting here in front of him means one of two things: either she's not drift compatible because she's no good, or she decides they're not drift compatible because she's too good.

He's hoping for option two, it would put her in his league.]

The others couldn't cut it.

[suoxi]

[ She is still pristine as she sits there in front of him, but the air in the room suddenly chills a little, though that could just be her smile. ]

No, they couldn't. [ And as if on cue, their tester appears in the doorway, all terse smiles because these two are going to be a disaster. ]

If you two are ready, we'll begin.

[sateda]

[With someone else, they might be put off by the almost tangible chill in the air, but Ronon just smirks at her.

He's always like a challenge.

Their tester is a moron, these two are going to be great, Ronon can feel it. He's never had a feeling about the Drift this strong before. He just knows this is going to work out fabulously.]

[suoxi]

[ Inara is leaning closer to the mind of her tester, because what on earth were they thinking? It's like beauty and the metaphorical beast -- there is no way this is going to work.

But she'd promised to stop sending them away before the Drift, so instead she simply nods, allows the tester to position her accordingly, and waits for the Drift. ]

[sateda]

[Whatever, these people of little faith will soon be shown what's what. Ronon knows this is going to be amazing, their little scowls won't shake his resolve.

He lets the tester attach the electrodes where they need to go and just lies back, listens to the computerized voice start counting down the neural handshake, and waits. He knows what's coming.

Sure enough, he soon feels like he's being yanked back by the sinuses, imploding on himself for a split second before he's seeing a slideshow of his earliest memories: learning to surf on his dad's canary yellow board, first day of school and getting into a fist fight with some rich haole who thought he was better than ronon just because he was white, the intricate leis his mother would weave for the Hilton Hawaiian downtown and not being allowed to touch the delicate flowers, performing the traditional haka with his high school football team and feeling adrenalin surge through him in a wash of invincibility, sugary-sweet malasadas melting in his mouth as he watched the tidal wave come rushing to shore when Hawaii saw its first kaiju attack, the terror of certain death subsumed by awe when he saw a massive Jaeger beat the monster down into the surf.

And then...blissful silence. They aren't kidding when they call it a drift, Ronon always feels like he's standing in a shallow stream, just letting consciousness flow by him, letting himself relax into the cradle of a joined mind.]

[suoxi]

[ Inara's head tips down just a little -- like it always does when she's going to enter the drift -- and she sucks in a breath the moment that she's jerked inwards.

Snippets of memories burst through the link and mingle with his; a young Inara Serra, an American mother and Chinese father laughing and teaching her numbers, the very same father dictating the rest of Inara's education -- strict and rigid and traditional, tea services and bowing and buddhist chanting, the scent of cherry blossoms when the seasons were right, her mother screaming and --

Nothing.

Her mind is completely tethered to his in the moment and she knows -- knows -- that they're compatible. ]

[sateda]

[Ah, Chinese. That would explain the faint exoticism to her features, as well as her cool manners. Ronon knows his fair share of Chinese women; there is a very large Asian population in Honolulu...or at least, there was.

He can't see her so much as sense her, but he knows she knows they're a match.]

Hey, you alright?

Raleigh Becket

[driftsolo]