Third Permanent Test Drive Meme

[ourearth]

Third Permanent Test Drive Meme



Welcome to the SoE TDM!

Due to the premise of the game, everyone on this testdrive must be the modern day reincarnation of the characters we all know and love. Please take a quick look at our navigation to familiarize yourself with the concept and setting of the game before you jump in.

If you have a relationship plotting post comment for your character (which is NOT mandatory to play in this tdm), please link to it when putting up a toplevel on the TDM. That way, other players can easily get an idea of what kind of character they will be tagging.

Other than that, you know the tdm drill - when commenting, please put your character's name and canon in the subject line, and write one or more threadstarters so others can tag you easily. Below, you'll find some prompts that you can use or discard at will to write those threadstarters.

1. The mighty cat spawn

One of your fellow Numbered echoed the ability to spawn cats. They don't know how or why, and they have very little control over it. The problem is that all those cats are a little magic, and all of them like to escape directly after they spawned. So all Numbered have been recruited to find the cats and bring them back to their home.

Find a cat and bring it home really sounds a lot easier than it is... At least they are easily recognisable by the little gemstones set into their foreheads.


2. Winter Wonderland

This far to the south, in the very maritime climate of England, there rarely is snow. And if, it isn't much, and it doesn't stick for long. Not so this Christmas. Snow as thick as on Christmas postcards covers Mossgate Council. Public transport has shut down, the roads are impossible to drive on, stores have closed down, and electricity is down in many places.

In Folkton and Moss Manor, the church halls are heated and offer mingling spaces. In Mossgate, people go sledding on the Greens. And in Tarwich, whole roads are covered in giant snowmen. All corners of the council area are in a special state of existence, and to be missing it, you'd have to be in deep hibernation.


3. Halloween is a bit extra this year

As in, very extra. Not only does every household wake up to a bucket of water on their doorsteps in which scary apples are floating, complete with a sign attacked to the bucket that reads: Have fun bobbing!

No, the whole of the council area is also covered in cobwebs, and the graveyards are covered with the skeletons of those that should normally lie buried under their soil.


4. Summer summer SUMMER!

There is a summer fête and a Pride to enjoy during the summer months. But one can also just lie at the beach, wade through the rock pools at the bottom of the cliffs to catch starfish, tiny shrimp, tiny fish, shellfish, and anemones. Or you can take a ride on one of the attractions on the Pleasure Pier. Or enjoy a concert on the greens. ...Or return from a trip to Spain and suddenly have all echoes come back to one at once. That's also an option, but probably less pleasurable.


5. Past tdm prompts

Feel free to use a prompt from an earlier tdm!

6. Wildcard

And, of course, the obligatory do-what-you-want option.

Comments

Takato Matsuda | Digimon Tamers

[dreamtamer]

Plotting post here

1. Cats
Thom usually liked cats. He didn't have one of his own, but he always liked taking care of them when he was volunteering at the shelter.

But catching them outside was a lot harder than he thought it would be. He'd gotten a few into the carrier by bribing them with food, but now he was looking up at one that had managed to get stuck on a tree branch above him.

Carefully, he starts climbing up the tree after it.


2. Winter Wonderland
Thom kneels down in the snow at the top of the hill and grins as he looks over at his dog.

"What do you think, boy? Do you want to try sledding?"

3. Wildcard

CAAATS.

[iamnotgod]

Walter just happens to be on the scene; at least there's no way people can find this suspicious?

"You'd better hope that cat likes you; there's more than one way to get a scratch on your face here," he comments, checking his pockets because he knows he has some food on him...

There's more than one way to bring a cat back to earth, natch.

1

[chatty_swan]

What's the kid doing climbing up that tree? It's not that Anders would want to get him down from there or anything. Tree climbing is great! Kids should be up trees all the time in his opinion. And swimming in the sea. And running parkour. Great fun!

It's just that he's curious, and also happy to cheer the kid on if his courage falters. So he wanders over and watches - and also gives the tree a quick glance to judge if he, Anders, would be too heavy to climb up there, too.

"What're you doing climbing up there?" He has a distinct accent - perfectly understandable, flawless English, but there's a bit of a potato quality to it that however doesn't stand out as much in Kentish as it might in more northern areas.

B-52 | Food Fantasy | OTA

[roomforgrowth]

1.

Round up some cats. How hard can it be? Brandon likes cats, after all, and does pretty well with the ones that hang around the winery. So he collects a carrier or two and goes out hunting.

Which is how he's found well into the evening on hands and knees next to his motorcycle, peering under someone else's car, going, "Here kitty kitty... come on kitty... I've got some nice tuna here.... ow, hey!"

The kitty does not care for the tuna, it seems. Someone come help. Or laugh at him, whatever.


2.

One of those snowmen in Tarwich is Brandon's. He putting his finishing touches on its look, which is... kind of odd, actually. He's found a ratty black suit jacket and a funny square sort of hat and a big hunk of piping he's made look kind of like a big-barrelled rifle, and slung it against his snowman's side. There's some dark gray rocks for eyes and a thatch of dark twigs for hair.

And he's looking at it with a frown, as vaguely concerned by what he's made somehow. Or at least by how familiar it looks for some reason.


4.

Brandon is experimenting this summer with alcohol-flavored ice cream. Why not, right? Surely some adults will enjoy this. So he has a little stand at the fete with tubs of ice-packed jars of ice cream, battling the heat to stay cold and not start melting everywhere, and a bunch of little paper bowls to scoop ice cream into.

"This one is red wine flavor," he tells someone eagerly, pointing to a rich pink ice cream. His booze is one thing he can get excited about. "And this one is mead. That one is vodka, and this one is my personal favorite, Irish cream. Come on, have a taste."

2

[channingchanningchanning]

There's a tiny white dog sniffing around the snowmen. And, as dogs are wont to do, those snowmen that smell especially interesting or already have a bit of yellow snow at the bottom... well, get a bit more yellow snow. Not much, considering the size of the dog, and at a very low altitude, but he's definitely going around making sure that other dogs know of his claims.

And now he's heading for Brandon's snowman and sniffing around there...

1

[dragoonrouge]

Sadie is also on cat-catching detail, though from the look of things she has had a more successful run of it that Brandon.

Wincing sympathetically she makes her way over, "Do you need a hand?"

4, as promised~

[iamnotgod]

Walter is torn. On the one hand, his habits regarding alcohol range only from 'not at all' to 'utter lightweight', and he has never been motivated to change that...

On the other: ice cream. Given the weather, is there really a choice?

"I- guess the Irish cream, then?"

This isn't binding, and the alcohol content almost certainly can't floor him; presumably he'll be fine regardless of the flavor he chooses.

2. (This was such a hard choice, homg)

[faimommy]

A tall, spritely faerie boy is having a field day in all this snow. From starting snowball fights to making snow angels. He even totes a bag of lollipops around with him to give to passerby.

And, of course, he's innately curious when he finds someone intently staring at a snowman.

Rini leans in towards Brandon, trying to peek at the snowman over his shoulder.

"Maybe it needs glitter!" Rini says with a bright smile, probably louder than he meant to.

"Want to try? I brought some."

Rini reaches into his coat pockets and grabs a handful of vials filled with various colours of glitter, holding them out to Brandon.

"Come on, we'll make him look like he belongs in West End Theatre!"

Aziraphale | Good Omens

[ineffablytartan]

1-ish

Felicity always rather considered herself a cat person; they're quieter than dogs and barely obnoxious at all. But either she has met the absolute exception, or has never been in close enough contact with one to endure their less redeeming qualities before. This cat is a monster, roaming wildly around the museum, wooing visitors, hunting mice and -- and leaving bits of said mice around, peeing on irreplaceable exhibits, scratching irreplaceable exhibits, knocking over irreplaceable exhibits and generally being irresponsible around irreplaceable exhibits. It's rather a nuisance, and why she, the very busy, head of the museum, has been recruited to deal with it, she has no idea. Surely someone younger and less important could be sent on this mission?

Never the less, anyone on a trip to the museum today is likely to come across a rather irritable lady wandering around the rooms, bowl of cat food in hand as she calls out, rather unconvincingly; "here, kitty, kitty?"

4

At the summer fete the museum naturally has a stand, and Felicity is there - as are most of the paid workers. She normally attends to the schedule herself in order to make sure that it is as fair as possible, giving everyone a short shift in order to maximise everyone's time at the fete itself, and assigning herself to cover any short fall. After all, she has seen plenty of fetes in her time, and, more importantly, you get all sorts come up to you on the stand, and she never knows what interesting pieces of information they might have. She has fingers in all kinds of obscure historical pies, what with her 9 different PHDs all on what might, generously, be called obscure subjects. Her current distraction is - and has been on and off since her original time at university - the mysterious ruins at the top of the cliffs, where her gaze drifts to regularly in any momentary lull.

The museum has the usual tat from the gift shop on sale - replica coins from all ages, wooden swords, bows and shields, pens, pencils, rubbers and sharpeners with the museum's logo on, as well as a few books on the local area. They also have a tombola, tickets 50p each. Most of the tickets will gain you a sweet, but scattered in there are vouchers for free entry for two to one of the museums special lecture evenings (held in association with the university), and the top prize is for a private tour of the museum and back areas after hours, led by Felicity herself. She's rather aware that the prizes are rather aimed towards the academically minded, but is there really any harm in promoting that?

Wildcard!
Hit her up with anything! She can usually be found around the museum, but she also teaches a class a week at the university on local history (which is available on several history courses at the university, but is also available to non-students for £200 for the course), and mentors on average 2 PHD students/year.

1

[runs]

"If I was the cat I'd run from you," Kitty comments from where she was eyeing up an exhibit and has now turned around to watch the much more interesting going-ons on the other side of the room.

She may have wanted to volunteer here a good while ago, but coming here on a school trip must be the most boring thing they could think of, really. Okay, to be fair, it's rather pissing it down outside, so it was probably not the first choice, but personally she'd rather stomp around in the rain than be subjected to looking at the exhibits in here again. She's made the rounds three times now.

Guilmon | Digimon Tamers

[dreamtamer]

3. There is a half-grown puppy investigating the front step of his house. He sniffs the bucket curiously and makes an attempt at catching one of the apples with his teeth. But they keep floating out of the way. He barks at it, and goes in for another attempt.

4. Gizmo runs through the sand and splashes through the shallows, dragging his leash and person behind him. But there were things to see! And maybe some of those people would feed him later!

4! Snack is something safe for a dog to eat, obviously.

[iamnotgod]

Walter is one of the people staring out contemplatively across the ocean, trying not to draw attention to himself.

That likely isn't good enough for an exuberant puppy, though, since he did remember to bring snacks... that he isn't eating.

3.

[faimommy]

"Oh, hang on, puppy. I've got you!"

Rini reaches into the bucket and grabs one of the apples for Gizmo, holding it out to him with a smile.

"There you go! I bet this is alot easier, right? Are you lost?"

He reaches out to pet the little dog while holding the apple for the little pup. Maybe he'll even find some tags. Apprehensively, a white cat peeks around Rini's legs at the dog.

1, because we DID mention the cat...

[iamnotgod]

This was not one of those cats he was supposed to be looking out for, Walter was sure of that.

That doesn't stop him from kneeling down and offering a hand for said cat to sniff, though.

"I remember you..." he murmurs - though, being as there wasn't much of his life he couldn't remember these days, that wasn't much of a point to start with.

"Not lost, then?"

jfc spoodle why

[spoodling]

Well, that was a spider that Mocha had found and was batting at, but instead of fleeing or biting, the spider startled, jumped about a foot, and a human landed on their bottom in the spider's stead.

Definitely don't go startling spiders there Mocha. Not that this one is terribly offended.

"Oh, you're cute now that you're not trying to eat me!"

Ghirahim | Zelda: Skyward Sword

[glamnivorous]

[ OOC: Plotting comment and what he looks like, thereabouts. ]

1. The mighty cat spawn

[ Gideon actually owns a cat, so this isn't all that jarring for him. However, this cat he's dealing with is decidedly not HIS cat, because Panini would never do this. That is to say, terrorize this poor storefront, scaring off customers by just generally having a rather nasty aura. He is trying to catch this cat, but it's really not going well. The thing looks ready to eat his face. ]

Oh, quit grousing already, will you? Honestly. Why are you so upset? Why are you so determined that no one can have their coffee today?

4. Summer summer SUMMER!

[ You know he's going to be at Pride. You just know it. He's dyed his hair pink, and he's wearing rainbow. He brings a smaller camera with him so he can record some of the events, fully intending to blur out people's faces in post since he doubts they'll give consent to that. He wants to make a video for his channel. You can catch him in the middle of things, obviously playing to the camera. ]

I'm here at our local Pride in Mossgate, and I've got to say, I am WAY looking forward to the ball. I found the nicest outfit for it, and I don't care how tacky Fiona keeps telling me it is, I've just got to wear this thing. It's not exactly hideous, it's more like--

[ He glances behind him, it is very loud today, a lot of people milling about, after all. Then continues. ]

--Well, it's more like... so ugly it's beautiful. So I looked at it and I knew, I knew this thing was made for me. I had to have it. Especially since it was in my size. It's like the hideous holiday jumper, but if it was... not a jumper at all. And if it wasn't holiday. I think you get what I mean.

[ And then there's a visible pause. Where he looks behind him. ]

I still haven't decided where to even start. But I'm excited! So I think what I'll do is just have a look round, and see what grabs me.

[ Of course, he's going to be all over. Interviewing people, just generally checking stuff out. He's very likely to come bug you! ]

6. Wildcard!

[ Then there's his sister. Whom he drags with him begrudgingly. Today they're going out to buy something. And she's stuck on camera duty. ]

So what are we going to go get again? You should let our audience know. Let our audience know that Panini is going to be the most majestic, beautiful creature that ever walked this earth, soon. Well, even more than before.

[ Alternatively, make something up! He can be found all over Mossgate. Usually vlogging, sometimes not. ]

6! At the park.

[iamnotgod]

Walter stops what he's doing - drawing on much-used sketchpad instead of coding, this time around - and just stares.

He takes one moment to be grateful that what he's seeing isn't itself causing an Echo.

"I'm sorry, you were saying?"

On the one hand, he's pretty sure he knows, but Gideon doesn't need to know that, and asking the man to repeat himself could give Walter another way out of this conversation.

Fai D. Flourite | Tsubasa Chronicle

[faimommy]

((OOC: Plotting post is here!))

[ 1. Catspawn ]

[Rune isn't exactly sure why he's chasing cats again, except that he's supposed to return them to someone who is missing them. Which would have been fine, if the creatures weren't more elusive than Rune had anticipated.

He left Mocha at the merchandise cart, just in case people might mistake him for one of these odd gemstone cats. He doesn't need to chase down two problems.

He manages to corner one of the cats in an alley, or so he thought. It's hidden itself somewhere between the nearby car and a pile of garbage, and any passerby can hear Rune cursing up a storm in Norwegian. (Something along the lines of Are you fucking kidding me!? This is ridiculous! HOW did you manage to hide in THERE! etc, for anyone who can understand Norwegian.)

With a very frustrated groan, Rune gets on his hands and knees. It's not that he minds per se, but he certainly doesn't look forward to getting his clothes dirty on the off chance that he might catch one of these mischievous critters.

Something dashes by him and Rune tries to launch after it. A slip and a scrape, and Rune falls on the ground, missing the cat, and his only prize is a tear in his jeans and a bloody knee.

If you thought he was swearing up a storm before, wait until you hear him now. (These jeans cost £50 and are imported! Seriously?!? Why me!?)

He's just... sitting there, while he bitches at no one in particular. No sense in going back into town on a temper tantrum to get bandages yet.]


[ 3. Halloween ]

[Who would have thought Rune had a creep-factor? Not this guy. And yet, here he is in some kind of overdone theme party trying to figure out who actually went to these lengths to turn it up to eleven.

Not that he doesn't enjoy Halloween. He's sporting a carefully handmade faerie costume While he tries to traverse about.

But the apples look frightening and unappetizing, while the skeletons are making his skin crawl a bit. Still... in all of his uneasiness, he sidles up to the first person he can find on the streets, a bit of an uncomfortable smile on his lips while he tries to shrug this entire thing off.]

Quiit the staaygeprips, yea? Whea do ya think they git thea meekit aa?

[Translation: "Quite the stageprops, yea? Where do you think they get their market at?"

His accent is Norwegian, and perhaps a little thick for most English speakers to get a grasp on. It doesn't help that his surroundings are a little more frightening than he's used to. But hey, if you manage to understand him, good on you! If not, he speaks French, too.]


[ 4. SUMMER! ]

[Now this is what is right up Rune's alley - parties! Between the fête and pride, he's enjoying the vast intake of activities and fare. Foods, drinks, great people! This is the life, as far as he's concerned!

It doesn't take long for him to try and grab you by the arm to try and dance with him, a smile wide on his face.]

C'maan, iis taem ta le luse, as tha se!

[Translation: "C'mon, it's time to let loose, as they say!"

If you should choose to dance with him, his moves are graceful and energetic, and he's more than thrilled to have you as a dance partner. But if you should refuse, well...]

Aw, c'maan. Dyu nee ah dreenk ta lusen ahp? Iis ahn mae.

["Aw, c'mon. Do you need a drink to loosen up? It's on me."

Minors will get something more age-friendly, of course.]

4. Though this may or may not be game canon. Setting this at Pride!

[iamnotgod]

[Walter is mostly surprised by the attention, though he doesn't immediately try to slink away.]

I- I'm not much of a dancer, is all.

[Certainly not classically trained.]

Or just, not a crowd person.

1, and may the lord help you

[angelic_in_hoodies]

The string of foreign words attracts a teenager, slumped and clearly underweight and wearing a grey hoodie even in this pleasant weather. He peeks around the corner, frowning. The blond man sounded angry, but he looked hurt, so the redhead decided that maybe he was angry because he was hurt.

He crept closer, caution written on his face as he took a deep breath and dig a bandage out of his hoodie pocket. He seems very unsure, but he does seem to want to help. If Rune would stop cursing for a moment, that is.

4

[spoodling]

Dancing?! Odie can definitely do dancing. That’s their specialty. Well, one of them. They let out a laugh as Rune spins them, then spins back I , mischief in their eyes.

“Let loose? Are you saying you’re otherwise uptight?”

Curufin Fëanorion | J.R.R. Tolkien's The Silmarillion

[so_dark_a_road]

2. Winter Wonderland

Jan (Jasko) Karczmarek tramps out onto the Green and up a hill, carrying his sled on his shoulder. His black hair is starred with snowflakes and likewise his heavy black sweater. He drops the sled onto the snowpack, jumps on and kicks off. He zips down the hill with a grin and a whoop. And then suddenly, CRASH!! He collides with another sledder and they end up in a heap at the bottom of the hill. He starts to pry himself out of the tangle. "Sorry!"

3. Halloween

Jasko visits the graveyard for some reason. He loves Halloween, and the bucket of skeleton-faced apples on his doorstep makes him laugh. He goes back inside to put on his cat-costume, complete with fuzzy ears and glued-on whiskers, and then he makes his way through the cobwebs, and comes eventually to the graveyard gates. But inside, he stands staring. There are real skeletons lying all over the place! "What the fuck????"

4. Summer

Jan Karczmarek, whose nickname is Jasko or just Jas, is in town for Pride. He's a maritime engineer and he normally works belowdecks, but today he's at the rail as a passenger because he's taking time off to attend the Pride celebration. The ferry docks at Mossgate harbor and drops him off along with some other Pride-attendees and other people who have business in Mossgate or elsewhere in the south of England. He races to catch a bus to the town hall in time to march. Amidst all the hullabaloo, the laughter and the chanting, the streaming of banners and the waving of signs and flags, he walks smiling and talking with the people around him. It's a wonderful three hours, and finally they reach the Green.

It's a party! Being a musician himself, albeit without his instrument, he heads straight for the music. The bandstand is quickly surrounded by dancers, and the first band is rocking and riffing. Jas politely shoulders his way through the crowd, and starts dancing. He'll dance with absolutely anyone, or take a break and get a refreshing drink and start up an conversation with absolutely anyone.

[ OOC: Meet him at the harbor, or during the Pride march, or at the Green, whichever you like! ]

4!

[iamnotgod]

Walter's not intending to be dragged inside the crowd for the parade, but he's been invited at the insistence of one of the visiting bloggers, whom he'd previously assisted with repossessing their account after a particularly nasty hack.

He has no problems keeping up with the parade itself, however - though that also means there's more than enough time for his mind to wander, never mind how fast he can react once he sees something.

"Ah! Excuse me, my pardon," Walter says, when part of the paraders behind him start jostling about for one reason or another. Going ahead of the crowd might be easier, he thinks, so he starts to edge his way out...

[triggerhappytraitor]

Tachibana looks slightly awkward in his suit -- both in the fit not being quite right and with how obvious it is that he's not used to wearing it. Really, it's only been pulled out a few times before; graduations, interviews and entrance ceremonies. But he wanted to make a good impression on the professor he would be doing his internship with, so the suit had come out of the garment bag, been carefully smoothed down and put on.

But as it was the first time he had worn it without either of his parents to fuss over him, it was a bit obvious he was not at all used to it. It's... mostly right, but some small details were very overlooked.

... and his tie was definitely not tied right or tucked.

The printout that said where he was to go and who he was to meet in hand, he heads down the hallway where the professor's office was supposed to be, glancing back and forth from the paper to the numbers and names next to the doors. It should be around there somewhere...

[bravelyplucked]

And there it is, the office he's looking for. The name on the door reads "Dr. Torin Byrd," and the bulletin board is covered with a wide variety of newspaper and magazine clippings all featuring dinosaur-related things. Sometimes it's a movie review or an article in a kids' magazine or a photo of some skeleton or another in an exhibit somewhere, and the collection appears to be largely random...unless you realize that everyone who worked on any of these things are old students of Torin's. It's absolutely a quiet bit of bragging on the people he's taught.

The door is open, and inside the office (which is kind of a fossil-and-plastic-model-filled disaster area), a gentleman in his late middle age can be found at his crowded desk, pecking away on his keyboard. He is intently concentrating on the screen and has completely failed to notice that anyone might be outside.

Kei (Cristo) | Cristo: Jougan no Messiah

[amonsterbyanyothername]

((OOC: CR Plot over here.))

1. Ghostly Apparition

Leith hauls up a bagged telescope, along with a notebook and a flashlight, up to the ruins at the top of the cliffs as the sun is beginning to set. He's always had a love for the stars and is hoping to jot down ideas for his next star chart while he's up there. When he reaches the top, he finds a spot close to the edge (perhaps a little too close) and begins setting up.

As it gets darker, he gazes through the telescope, first looking at the moon, a smile spreading acrost his face. He then goes from star-to-star, giving longer looks at the current contselations in the sky. His jaw drops - he witnesses a shooting star! And he frantically scribbles an idea on the notebook, his flashlight being his only light to see by.

But his pen drops as he sees something glide past him. He flicks his flashlight in that direction, looking for whatever-it-was, but there's no sign of it anymore. A trick of the light, maybe? He picks his pen up again, glancing over his shoulder cautiously before continuing.

But then a ghost appears over his shoulder, observing his notes. The notebook goes flying out of his lap when he sees it again, and the pen rolls over the edge of the cliffs, not that Leith is paying any attention to that right now. He quickly stands up and backs away from the Victorian-age lady, who seems to be concerned about the pen having rolled off the cliff. She comes closer to Leith, and Leith continues to step back, not sure what to make of this... thing.</>

She tries to reach to him, but he slips off the edge and he's grabbing onto the ledge for dear life. His eyes are wide - he can't call out for help and he's struggling to pull himself up. This is a fine mess. He begins to wonder if this is how he dies.


2. Winter Wonderland

The snow is fascinating. And much more enjoyable than rain, in Leith's opinion; even if all of it basically is water. This is fluffy. He's not going to drown in it any time soon. Although it's certainly too slick for his usual exercise regimen, Leith takes it upon himself to have some fun. He starts piling up as much snow as possible and begins sculpting it. He starts to make the basic shape of something humanoid and extending wings.

You're more than welcome to join him, if you like; just don't ruin it. Or if you just decide to walk by, he might decide to throw a snowball at you instead. Hey, today's about fun, right? Snowball war and sculpting sounds like a great way to spend it.


3. Extra Halloween

NOPE!!! Nopenopenope!!!

Why did this have to happen on his doorstep?! To him of all people?! This is clearly someone's idea of a cruel joke!

He was simply going out to pick up some groceries when he found.... this abomination of a rather large bucket of water - oversized even - to greet him on his way out.

Anyone nearby would get to witness a scene of him scrambling the opposite direction and into the railing on his doorstep. And he's petrified to move past it. Go back in the door? Oh, phobias aren't so simple. All he can do is stare at the large bucket and tremble. Help would be greatly appreciated.