Third Permanent Test Drive Meme

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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.

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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.

Wewt!

[faimommy]

[Rune gives one of his devious smiles and scoots in closer to Walter.]

Iis ahreye. Jus fahlo like this.

["It's alright, just follow like this."

Rune moves to set one of Walter's hands on his hip and take the other in his own. He doesn't move quickly and gently tries to coax Walter into a simple three-step.]

Dun werree boot tha uthas.

["Don't worry about the others."]

Supreme wewtage!

[iamnotgod]

[There is definitely an awkward jolt as Rune puts his hands in position, but it's gone as quick as it appears.

Nodding in answer, Walter tries to concentrate just on the steps - and on Rune's face.

Or just past it, part of the time.]

I can try.

[faimommy]

[Rune can't help but chuckle at the jolt a bit. Walter has always been interesting to tease.]

Iis ah simple reethem. Jus r'lahx. En, to, tre.

["It's a simple rhythm. Just relax. One, two, three."

Moving a little more fluidly, Rune tries to pull Walter into a set pace, but with no surprises. He does genuinely want to teach Walter to dance, even if it is an incredibly simple three-step. Everyone has to start somewhere right?]

[iamnotgod]

[Walter doesn't blame Rune for his own sensitivities and awkwardness, though.

Still, the reminders help, and if there's one thing that's always been true about Walter, it's that he learns fast.

Soon enough, Rune has his dance partner; Walter's even smiling a little!]

[faimommy]

[Rune smiles back, enthused that Walter seems to now be enjoying himself a bit better.]

Thae y'arr! Nahso baht, righ? Wahn t'tra fur ah liell sum'in faensi?

[There you are! Not so bad, right? Want to try for a little something fancy?

Rune gently makes the motions to try and show Walter that he's going to have the other man spin and then holds out his arm to let Walter go under.]

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.

[faimommy]

When Rune notices Asael, his swearing abruptly stops. His frown lessens to something more gentle, though it doesn't completely go away. The caution on Asael's face, and the fact that he doesn't take his temper out on the undeserving, causes Rune to take an almost instantaneously gentle tone.

"Alo thea. Wa br'ngs ya hea?"

Hello there. What brings you here? Was it his tantrum? It was his tantrum, wasn't it?

He notices the bandage. Well, whether it as his tantrum or not, it seems like the kid is here to help. Rune tries to flash the best smile one can after a particularly frustrating experience.

"Why thenk you. Iis rahtha kand o' you."

Why thank you. It's rather kind of you.

[angelic_in_hoodies]

Well, that's...an accent. A very thick accent, and one he hasn't heard before. He's much more accustomed to Indian accents, himself, so the Norwegian throws him for a loop. He squints at Rune as he tries to process what was just said, but the man just keeps talking.

Not that Asael would really speak back, anyway.

But Rune had stopped speaking quite so angrily, so Asael considers for a moment, then begins to creep forward, bandage still held out a bit. He points to the bloodied knee and twitches the hand with the bandage. Can he help?

[faimommy]

Asael behaving timidly makes Rune tilt his head a bit. He supposes he had been having quite the tantrum, and that anyone would be uncertain around someone who was frustrated mere seconds ago.

He'll try to coax him. Rune's really not scary, Asael, he promises. He gives a bit of a laugh to show he's harmless.

"Iis a'righ. Ah wun baaite."

It's alright, I won't bite. Rune holds his knee up Asael.

[angelic_in_hoodies]

It's okay, Rune. It's not you; he's incredibly shy with everyone. But at the (near unintelligible) coaxing, he creeps forward, frown creasing his brow. He had no idea how else to communicate with him.

But the bandage was in his hand and Rune didn't seem to be shying away, so Asael came closer and knelt in front of the blonde, breathing a slow breath out to calm his racing nerves.

"Help," he managed, caught between breaths and quiet as the wind.

[faimommy]

"Assat?"

What's that? He's pretty sure he heard the kid speak, but he didn't quite catch it. Still, he holds still for Asael to be able to do the job.

Still, with how skittish Asael is being, he hopes to ease him a little bit. What about some small talk?

"Iis nais wehtur, yea? Aa yu lookin fur tha kahts too?"

It's nice weather, yea? Are you looking for the cats too?

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?”

[faimommy]

Rune laughs and offers a wink.

"Onlee ahs taih as ah nee ta be."

Only as tight as I need to be. Which, thankfully, isn't often the case. He has a wonderfully delightful crew to work with, and that means easy to manage.

"Yer grea aht dahnsen. Wherr ya lerrn aht?"

You're great at dancing. Where'd you learn at?

[spoodling]

"I learned when I was a child. My parents said I was all legs, so I better learn how to use them," Odie says with a laugh, kicking a leg up high to illustrate.

They're dressed in...god knows what, honestly; it looks more like a closet threw up on them than anything else. They're wearing an open vest in blue, bright green shorts, a purple skirt, and what looks like wrist tutus. And they're barefoot aside from their orange leg warmers, but who wears leg warmers in summer?

And despite being a walking fashion disaster, Odie seems very confident and happy. It's a Pride festival after all, and they're dancing!

"And you? You're pretty good!"

[faimommy]

Rune isn't the slightest bit put off at Odie's fashion sense. He's seen some pretty interesting outfits when it comes to performances. The colours definitely attract attention, and there's no way he can be offended by that.

"Ah staht't bahley whin ah wuz yung. Now ahm pahrt ohvae trehvlin troupe; we dahns all th'tiem. Ah roon ii, act'lii. Ah like ii aloht."

I started ballet when I was young. Now I'm part of a traveling troupe; we dance all the time. I run it, actually. I like it a lot.

[spoodling]

"How'd you get into a traveling troupe? Those aren't too common," Odie says, impressed as anything. It sounds like something they would be interested in.

[faimommy]

"Ah joeend in Norge, oondeir ma troupe mahnehjer. Ii wuz eesee, wih bahley in jeemnahstihks oondeir ma bilt. Ii is alah oo fuun!"

I joined in Norway, under my troupe manager. It was easy, with ballet and gymnastics under my belt. It is a lot of fun!

A bit of a beat, and then Rune winks at Odie.

"Weh du hae awdishins soomtymes. Mehbi yu kin trahout."

We do have auditions sometimes. Maybe you can tryout.

4

[so_dark_a_road]

[ 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 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, but before he can select a spot to start practicing his moves, he hears a familiar voice hailing him in a Norwegian accent, and his arm is seized. He turns to grin into the face of his friend Rune. ]

Rune, as I live and breath! I'm glad to see you. [ He stands poised for a moment, lifts his arms and starts to dance. (Not going to try to represent his accent, which is actually Irish.) ]

[faimommy]

[Rune can't help but laugh in return.]

Ifn ii isn Jan! Ah thoot ii wuz yu! N hau've yu bin?

[If it isn't Jan! I thought it was you! And how have you been?

Rune takes step into an energetic dance of his own, and knowing his friend, they are sure to dance beautifully together, so he tries to mirror some of Jan's movements, giving his own flourishes of course.]

Ii has bin tulahng! Wher'yuu steyin?

[It has been too long! Where are you staying?]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin grins when Rune takes up the dance, mirroring some of Curufin's moves but in Rune's individual style, which is graceful and beautiful. ]

I've been grand! Working a lot, making lashings of cash! [ A lot of money, lol. ] I've got a flat over in Tarwich, by the river. [ Not the most expensive part of Tarwich. ] Got a flatmate, which helps, since I'm gone so much.

And you? [ He whirls around Rune and then comes back to where he started. ]

[faimommy]

Mahsgeyt. Bin try'n ta fallo tha leed yu gae meh.

[Mossgate. Been trying to follow the lead you gave me.

Rune's face falls just slightly. It had been almost a year since he came here, and he had almost nothing to show for it. But still, he's not giving up hope yet, and his smile rejuvenates.]

Nahthin so faa, buh ah steel hae plea-ee plaesis ta look, ahm shur.

[Nothing so far, but I still have plenty of places to look, I'm sure.]

[so_dark_a_road]

Ah yes, I remember. That man I ferried to Mossgate who might have been your brother. I should have asked you before. How have you conducted your search? Have you tired online as well as searching the physical environment?

[ He smiles back. If Rune needs help with his search, Jan will cheerfully join in. ]

[faimommy]

Lahbrehries an' puublek rehcirds, mos'lee. Ahskin the okayjinul fren iif they hurd ehneethin.

[Libraries and public records, mostly. Asking the occasional friend if they heard anything.

Rune gives a bit of a shrug and a smile.]

Ahm shur he's aroond hehr sumwher, though. Yuu ferried him a'ter ahl.

[I'm sure he's around here somewhere, though. You ferried him after all.]