TEST DRIVE MEME

[bibliofilo]

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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[radiantchicken]

The parrot looked back at the human. He had a small band around one ankle that would have marked him the property of the local zoo. He still hadn't managed to get rid of that. He thought he might need help with it.

He did not seem to be appreciative of the sudden attention this human was showing him, yet he did not want to let on to this fact. He hopped away a bit, rather than simply up and flying away. Flying away might have drawn more attention to himself than he wanted at this point.

Besides, he was a brave parrot. Humans did not frighten him.

[shiromadoushi]

Huh. Well this was certainly more interesting than whatever his grandma was on about.

"Well, you came from some one..." Bakura mused aloud. "Not like parrots are native around here or anything so it's not like it could be any other way," he reminded himself with a small roll of his eyes. "So there's either some old lady who's looking for you or you're a jail break..." he mused.

[radiantchicken]

"I came from the zoo," the parrot huffed, walking a couple steps away from Bakura, "and I am not going back." Maybe he shouldn't be talking to humans, but this one was getting nosy. And he really wasn't going back. How could he, now that he had seen the outside?

[shiromadoushi]

Blink. Blink blink.

"...You talk?"

A pause. Dumb question. "Like actually talk, not just mimic crap. ...which clearly that wasn't what you were doing since you answered my question, geeze I'm being captain obvious today." He sighed, shaking his head. "Not going to make you go anywhere, no worries there," he added in after thought.

[radiantchicken]

The parrot stopped walking away, at least. "Lots of things can talk. They often find themselves without anything to say." He turned to scrutinize Bakura a little more closely.

[shiromadoushi]

The teen shrugged. "Fair enough. Though the few talking animals I've run into seem to talk a hell of a lot and say very little...."

Not that that was entirely fair or true, it was mostly the talking horse that was... well. More of a girl than a horse.

[radiantchicken]

"Why? If I speak, I want to make sure it's important, since I wasn't able to do it before." The parrot casually preened a few feathers under one of its wings.

[shiromadoushi]

Well that pretty much cinched it.

"Just recently found you could do it? Got a number stuck in your head when it happened?"

[radiantchicken]

"I got the numbers before, not just one, but a whole string of them," the parrot said, "but I couldn't talk until I got out of the zoo. I got the number when I got smart enough to get out of the zoo, I suppose." He hopped from one foot to the other. "You have numbers? What happened when you got yours?"

[shiromadoushi]

The teen reached up to trace the scar under his eye with his left hand, showing off both scars with the same motion. "I got this."

[radiantchicken]

The parrot made a sympathetic cooing noise. "Looks like that hurt."

[shiromadoushi]

A shrug. "Didn't notice when it happened. And it was a while ago."

[radiantchicken]

The parrot gave another whistle. "Even things that happened long ago can still hurt." He sounded very assured of that, even though he was not a terribly old parrot.

[shiromadoushi]

Another shrug. "Yeah, well. This isn't one of them." It was said with an odd stiffness before he glanced over. "You got something like that too?"

[radiantchicken]

The parrot pointed at a tiny replica Statue of Liberty over on another table. "Bad things happened." He made a sad parrot noise. "He was still mad at me a very, very long time after. And I was still unhappy with him."

[shiromadoushi]

Blink. Blink blink.

"...Who? Someone connected to the statue...?"

Because if the parrot thought the actual statue was mad...

[radiantchicken]

"He had a hat," the parrot said simply, "a hat like that one. And he was...like me? But not like me. And very bad." To be fair, it didn't make much sense to the parrot, either.

[shiromadoushi]

"A hat like..." Bakura looked over at the statue, then back at the bird.

.... okay sure. A weird Statue of Liberty hat. Why not. He was having a conversation with a bird, after all and this was likely going to be the least weird part of his day.

"Like you how? An animal who could talk like a person?"

[radiantchicken]

"I don't know like how. We didn't look at all alike. He wasn't a bird." The parrot sounded frustrated by that. "But we were the same somehow."

And he had a hat. A Statue of Liberty sort of hat.