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Random scenario test drive meme! For all you thinking about apping to our fair game. Because all our characters are the modern reincarnates of the people we canon reviewed for, you need a modern AU! Post your character with a couple details about who they are now. Use a prompt to set the scene! And tag around.

RAIN: The weather sucks and you gotta share a bus stop, overhang, or other cozy space with someone.

MONSTERS IN THE PARK: Doesn't really matter what they are, it's time to run and/or fight!

NEW ECHO: augh you were minding your own business in public and now you have feathers for hair, or you just had a vivid flashback to being a wizard, or suddenly you have your preincarnation's clothes on. Someone help! Or point and laugh, that works too.

NORMAL DAY AT THE MALL OR WHEREVER: Slice of life happens too!

WILD CARD: You can't be contained by these paltry prompts! Get out there and combine them or make your own!

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[rain]

[keywarding]

[Of course she'd forget her umbrella today of all days!]

But it was so pretty this morning!

[Who is she even talking to? She's running through the rain with her school bag over her head trying to make it to the bus stop. Maybe she'll be lucky and the bus will actually be there right as she gets there. Unfortunately for anyone in her path, Holly has her gaze stuck on the wet ground rushing beneath her. She's on a collision course and isn't aware of it.]

[bladeoftradition]

[The patter of shoes sloshing through the rain catches his attention before the voice does, but both combined are enough to get him to look over at the girl running toward him... and probably not seeing him.]

Hey, look-

[No, she won't hear him in time, not like that, and if she tried to stop now, she'd probably slip in those damned shoes of hers... Bracing himself, he puts a hand out in front of him to catch her as she gets close, hoping he doesn't flub this, or else both of them are going to fall.]

[keywarding]

[Being an athlete does help in some things. like make her faster, but her balance was never good when she wasn't paying attention. As she glances up in time to see him, she trips. It's dramatic- really, her arms flying forward to grip onto the boy with the umbrella, her bag flying past him.]

Ah!!

[All she can think in the rush of the moment is, please don't knock him over, oh god!]

[moonlitblade]

[Part of him wanted to appreciate the absolutely perfect timing at which Holly tripped, but the rest of him scrambled to react, dropping the umbrella so he'd have both hands free to catch her. One was enough to keep her from falling to the sidewalk, the second was to steady her as she crashed into him, head bumping into his chest; he felt himself slide backward an inch or two on the wet ground, but no more. The rain was cold on his face, but it wasn't really important now.]

Easy... are you all right?

[keywarding]

Yes! Yes, I'm fine!

[She's quick to reply, embarrassment coloring her cheeks bright red for moments, even the cool rain can't wipe this away.]

I am so, so, so sorry.

[Holly tries to arrange herself, you know so she's not hanging on Ethan like some girl out of the romance books she'd deny reading.]

[moonlitblade]

I'm glad. That could have been rough. [Helping her pick herself up, then, considering he's still holding on to her; he's quick to remove his hands once she's stable.]

And don't worry about it, really. I'd rather be a wall any day than let you fall.

[keywarding]

[Oh- that was sweet. She smiles brightly at the remark- remembering her bag when a fat rain drop lands on her nose making her blink.]

Ah- well I hope I didn't hurt you.

[She's bending to get her bag and his umbrella, offering his umbrella back soon after she straightens back up.]

[moonlitblade]

No, I'm okay. I'm pretty tough. I'd be more worried about you, but everything seems like it's in the right place.

[When she returns the umbrella, he shakes it out a little before returning it to its old position over his head, shifting a little to cover her as well.] Here, stay close. There's enough space for two.

[keywarding]

I'm tougher than I look! [She says it quickly, realizing belatedly that might not be what a girl really wants and instead of saying anything more on that she smiles at him and takes the shelter from the rain.]

Thank you.

[moonlitblade]

With balance like that, it's probably a good thing. [He's smiling - he didn't mean it as an insult, just a casual observation.]

You're welcome. It's not like I need the extra space, anyway.

[keywarding]

[She starts to react, something obviously ingrained in her after years of her elder siblings making fun of her ability to trip over herself at the worst times- but thankfully she keeps it down to just a quick intake of breath before she clearing her throat and scratching at the back of her neck.]

You're on the soccer team, right?

[New subject! Something that won't let her show off her balance or lack there of.]

[moonlitblade]

[The abrupt change of topic tells him he probably ought not have said that. Oops. But really, what are girls' feelings?]

Yeah, I am. Everyone says I'm pretty good, but it's really just something I enjoy doing.

[His free hand goes to the back of his head; it's a topic that comes up often enough, but he doesn't normally talk about it like this.]

[keywarding]

[It might sound like bragging to others but Holly doesn't hear that way. She continues to smile, nodding to his statement]

You are pretty good. I get to watch practices sometimes when I'm stretching.

[moonlitblade]

That's right, you're on the track team. I remember now. Um, thank you. Sorry, I don't actually get to watch your practices that much, since I'm on the field all the time. [A pause.] Maybe I should start. You're probably pretty good. [What with how fast she was coming in earlier and all.]

[keywarding]

[She brightens up at that. Nodding quickly.] I get more time to relax in my practices, only so many of us can run at once. [She excuses him not really watching them like they watched the boys, some of the girls liked it that way honestly speaking. Tilting her head at the mention of her being good though and she's laughing.] Well- if you want to watch we're having a meet this weekend. In best in the 200 meter. I'm not the fastest but I'm getting better.

[moonlitblade]

[Yeah, this one's the sort that values a person being able to do what they like. An oddball, these days, apparently.]

Mm, that makes sense. And that might be fun, honestly... is it at the school, or somewhere else? [Part of him wants to make sure she doesn't get beaten up for winning or something, but he really does want to go and watch to support her.]

[keywarding]

[She perks up even more, if that were possible.] It's at the school. We have- I guess home field advantage.. though we don't use the field really.

[She has the pep of a cheerleader, and probably does attract trouble sometimes. Despite that her outlook is always good] When's your next game? I know a few of the girls are going but I never got a date out of them.

[moonlitblade]

It's a relative term; it still counts. And I don't have practice or anything that day, so I think I will come watch.

The soccer team? We play... I think it's Friday afternoon? [With a brief motion, he pulls a small datebook from his back pocket, flipping it open.] Yeah, Friday. That's a home game for us, too. The other team's pretty good, but I think we can take 'em.

[keywarding]

Oh good! I don't have anything planned for Friday yet. I'll come to your game! [Like he pulls out a datebook, she pulls out a sky blue cased smart phone, her pride and joy. With so many siblings this was a christmas and birthday gift.]

And you're in.

[Looking up she smiles.] You guys are really good, I'm sure you'll beat them!

[moonlitblade]

[Ooh, high-tech. Ethan can't be bothered with something like that, but he understands the appeal; there's a pen clipped to the datebook's cover, and he scribbles in the track meet in what looks like a fairly rough hand.]

Sounds good, then. I'll be looking forward to having you in the cheering section. It means a lot to us, really. [Gigawatt smile. He totally means it.]

I don't want to make excuses, whatever happens. We've got a good team, and we'll carry ourselves with pride. If we win, it's because we were the better men. If not... I'll work harder, and I'll ask the same of the rest of the team. And the next time we play these guys, I'll expect the same from them as well, or it'll be different.

[keywarding]

[Laughing, she nods.]

You're really mature, most other guys just go on how amazing they are and how they can't lose at all! [She does an impression of a deep male voice at the end of the sentence to show it's a statement she's heard often.]