TEST DRIVE MEME

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TEST DRIVE MEME

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters.
> 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!
> PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION, HOW FUN
> The most horribly kitschy Arts and Crafts Fair you can imagine.
> NEW YEARS. What better way to start out the new year than to learn that everything you know is a lie? Or if you are already acquainted with the network pass out some resolutions.
> A food fight has just broken out in the cafeteria. Join? Flee? The choice is yours alone.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.

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option 1

[sassymaru]

[Out of every clear spot on that desk, the jerk just has to drop his helmet in the one place there happened to be paperwork. The one place.]

[To his credit, he manages to keep typing up that report he's working on, without reacting too much. There's a twitch though, and a slight frown. A few more words pass, and then he turns, arching an eyebrow.]

Not at all. I love typing nonsense into my computer on my downtime.

[He folds his arms, leaning back in his chair.]

Did you need something? Or are you finally giving in to my irresistible charms?

[loveyoubaby]

Uh huh, that's great. Whatever.

[Being the classy motherfucker that he SO IS, Max invites himself around to Yuji's side of the desk and leans against it. You know, giving zero fucks about personal space.]

Sorry, baby, the wrinkles are a real turn off. Anyway, I'm here for business.

[sassymaru]

[He turns in his chair, enough to knock his leg pointedly into Max's. Because what is personal space, but you're in the way of his spinny chair, sir.]

I'm so sorry you find your own features unappealing. Ah, but... what sort of business?

[loveyoubaby]

Ah, did you mishear me? Must be your age catching up to you.

[NOPE Max isn't moving an inch. Fuck you and the spinny chair you rode in on.

Max scans the immediate area for eavesdroppers. Finding none, he continues.]

Well, actually, I hear you and a few of the other guys have access to a pretty interesting information source. You holdin' out on us, old man?

[Okay so maybe Max had access to the Network too, didn't mean he wasn't going to fuck with Yuji a bit.]

[sassymaru]

I'm not going to remind you of my age. I know you're well aware of it.

[He keeps his foot right where it is then. So there.]

[The raised eyebrow climbs a little higher into the multicolored hair. Purple and white today.]

That would depend on what kind of information you're looking for. If you're trying to find a dating service, you'd have to speak to Kotetsu, after all.

I hardly need it.

[PLAYING DUMB YEP.]

[loveyoubaby]

More so than you are, apparently. This is shit teenagers do!

[And yes he is tugging on a strand of goofy colored hair while he says this.]

Dating, huh? I'm not interested in something like that. I'm talking about something more Sci-fi, you know what I'm sayin'? Like people magically getting crazy super powers and hunting for aliens and shit?

[Go ahead and try to play dumb while Max is here raising his voice deliberately. Nobody's paying attention, but if he feels like causing a scene you can bet your sweet ass he's going to.]

[sassymaru]

Fortunate, then, that I'm not a day over twenty-five.

[He'll allow the tugging. If only because he's used to this shit by now.]

Of course. Though, with your personality, I'd seriously consider using a service to get anywhere.

[Except you just HAD to go and mention aliens, you asshole. His expression immediately darkens.]

Where did you hear about that?

[loveyoubaby]

Wow, you're a liar.

[Meanwhile Max just looks COMPLETELY amused by Yuji's reaction and his cocky smile just gets bigger]

Y'know, around. So it is true, huh? Your face is priceless right now, by the way.

[sassymaru]

At heart. And in the skin. Which is where it counts.

[Yeah, there's not a lot of amusement here. Or fight. He's just going to rub at his face.]

That would be... because along with the network you mentioned... there comes a good deal of bad memories.

[loveyoubaby]

Looks don't last forever, you know.

[That right there, that get's Max's attention. Bad memories? CHECK.

He still seems to be putting on a big douchebag front, but that cocky grin shrinks considerably. ]

Those are connected somehow, huh?

[sassymaru]

Mine will, with luck. And good genes.

[He turns his attention to the desk, toying with paperclips. It's something to do.]

... Unfortunately. They're inexorably linked.

[loveyoubaby]

Just keep telling yourself that.

[he crosses his arms, frowning briefly as he takes another glance around the place]

Unbelievable. Well, now that I've got that figured out, I guess that means the alien thing is true too, huh?

[sassymaru]

I do. Because it's true.

[The paperclip fidgeting turns into uneasy typing.]

So it would seem. I haven't seen any... but it's likely.

[loveyoubaby]

[Max just rolls his eyes. Poor, delusional Yuji.]

Wow. You know, I'm starting to think transferring here was a mistake. At the same time though, that's kind of badass.

[sassymaru]

So am I.

[He is completely serious there.]

I would wait to say that until you suddenly develop these memories.

[loveyoubaby]

Already have.

[All things considered, this doesn't really bother him. on the outside, anyway. He shrugs and crosses his arms.]

That's how you get the numbers, right?

[sassymaru]

Then you must be one of the lucky ones. Who got the decent memories, rather than bad.

[More aggressive typing, dammit he used to have a good poker face.]

So it is. You know more than you let on.

[loveyoubaby]

[His first memory had been pretty goddamn terrible, but he's not about to share it with Creepy McPurplehair over here. Instead, he just offers a shrug]

Believe it or not, I do pay attention from time to time.

[As in he's super nosy. Max gestures with a little nod at the aggressive typing, probably looking far more amused than he should be]

You seem a little stressed, huh? Aren't you used to stuff like this by now?

[sassymaru]

Do you now? And here, I had thought your oversized vibrator had destroyed all your brain cells.

[He grimaces for a second, before forcing his fingers to slow down and... pound a little less aggressively on the poor keyboard.]

My job is the very picture of stress. Regardless of odd numbers and memories.

[loveyoubaby]

Hey, hey! Dis me all you want, but you don't get to insult my bike, buddy.

[he loves it more than people okay]

Whatever. You homicide guys got it easy. You don't have to cruse around pulling over drunk rednecks that may or may not have a shotgun sitting in their passenger seat.

[sassymaru]

Being likened to a vibrator is hardly an insult.

[He should know.]

No, but we do have to barge in and arrest them. Which typically results in a lot of rage.

[loveyoubaby]

It absolutely is! Vehicles have feelings too, y'know.

[why should he know that. has he been likened to a vibrator before? Takenaka what.]

Right, sure. Well whatever, I didn't come over here to have a pissing contest with you.

[sassymaru]

Since when?

[Since you WERE one, moron.]

No, I suppose not. Do try to keep from making it one, then.

[loveyoubaby]

Since forever. They're more reliable than people, anyway.

[i'm not a vibrator. what. no what. THIS WENT SOMEWHERE CONFUSING]

Couldn't help but notice that your partner's all buddy-buddy with Sherman.

[Yep that sure is a drastic subject change. And the word "partner" sure IS spat out mockingly.]

[sassymaru]

That's your opinion, I suppose. I have a very reliable person in my life, thank you.

[Even if that person goes off and does stupid shit every five minutes.]

Is he.

I hadn't noticed.