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.

Comments

[radiantchicken]

"How is it dangerous when it just makes water hard? I don't stay in the water." Yet there was something nagging the parrot at the back of his mind, something about great lizards and danger with this sort of cold...

The parrot tilted his head to the side, mimicking Julien. "Stupid things for fun? That's strange. Flying's fun. Watching the humans is fun. But it's not stupid."

[espigeonage]

"Part of you is water - part of me, too. Our blood has a lot of water in it. When it's been cold, haven't you hurt and felt stiff? It can get a lot worse." He paused, then shrugged. "If you want you could come home with me, for the night. It's safer. I promise I don't have any cages, and if you wanted to leave any time, that's fine."

Flying did sound... nice. Julien didn't let himself dwell on it. "Fun's complicated like that. It's different for everyone - you'll find people who think your fun would be boring, or they'd need to be in a particular mood to like it."

[radiantchicken]

The parrot made a sad noise. "Like the dinosaurs all froze, then..." He did not know why he was saying such things. What something like that really meant. But it was a fragment of a memory, and it felt important. "I don't want that to happen..."

"So there are different kinds of fun...if I tried other things, would I find other kinds of fun?" The parrot hopped back and forth a little.

[espigeonage]

"Uh... sure, I guess." Asteroids...? Well, it had been complicated, he'd guess. "Well, the offer's open, if you want."

It was kind of weird how natural this felt. Julien had done his best to seem casual about conversing with cats and horses, but it had always taken some practice to actually get used to it. Talking with a parrot?

He refused to think about it.

"Maybe! There's only one way to find out."

[radiantchicken]

Really, when the parrot remembered more, he'd be talking about how the dinosaurs were really killed off by an ice age monster; he'd seen the whole thing once upon a time. But for now, it was just a vague snippet of memory. "I would like that. I don't want to freeze."

He hopped up on Julien's shoulder. "Is there fun at your place, then?"

[espigeonage]

"Oh! Hi." Careful not to jostle he rose up from the crouch he'd been in. "I think so! There's things to read, music, I have some toys you could take apart, there's food you won't find at a zoo-" he'd have to check what was toxic to parrots first -"some mirrors, and there's TV, but I barely watch that anymore."

Since his eyes had changed and he'd started seeing faster, video had lost some appeal. "And I can try introducing you to the Internet on my laptop. Of all that, TV and the Internet can probably have the most stupid, but they can be pretty serious, too."

[radiantchicken]

The parrot was at least good at maintaining his balance. "That all sounds good! Do you have fruit?" At least that was a hint as to what the parrot liked to eat. "And mirrors and TV and the Internet sound like they might be interesting!"

[espigeonage]

Julien kept himself from stroking the parrot's breast or telling it was a pretty bird, but it was a near thing. He told pigeons things like that sometimes.

"I do! And some nuts. Oh, my name's Julien. What do you want me to call you? Name and... he or she, or what?"

[radiantchicken]

"I'm..." there was a pause here, a bit of hesitation. "I remember them calling me Torin. And I'm a he!" It was an unusual name, but it was his. Somehow. "It's nice to meet you, Julien!"

[espigeonage]

"Okay. Hi, Torin!" Moving to the awning's edge Julien held a hand out. Water still dripped off the cover, but the rain had lightened up. Permanently or not, he couldn't tell. "Think we should run for it?"

[radiantchicken]

"Hello!" Torin peered out at the rain. "Running might be good. It could get worse before it gets better."