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Kili ([personal profile] youngestone) wrote in [community profile] saveyourbrain2014-01-18 06:16 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME


Test Drive Meme!


Scenarios:
> 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
> Arts and Crafts Fair. All the kitschy fun you can imagine.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.
satisfactionbroughtback: (I'll be with you till the day you leave)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Ever since the last pulse Kimberly has been getting random attacks of claustrophobia while inside. She is (for now) quite a tall woman, but even high ceilings aren't enough when those hit. On the latest of these she hoofs it across a field in the park, heedless of snow getting into her very unsuitable shoes, hands to her head.

tag into this if you want a thread where a woman turns into a dragon, ppl. I should reread and figure more out about PBs and stuff if I take this further.]
tinymsnightmare: (hey kid!)

[personal profile] tinymsnightmare 2014-01-19 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Don't you got any boots?

[say hi to this little girl who is dressed in all the layers ever with bits of black hair sticking out from under her snowcap. if anyone looks closely enough, her eyes are actually a bright red color and her teeth look a little sharp.]
shotguncarnage: (5; and I will never deviate)

Tyrone Lewis aka Urdnot Wrex... AT THE MALL.

[personal profile] shotguncarnage 2014-01-19 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ today's not a good day to deal with pissy customers. he's kind of pissy himself. two cups of coffee and a cigarette break haven't fixed it and he's late for his lunch while listening to a cranky, middle-aged guy that can't handle a girl in a short skirt complain about the amount of teenagers in the food court. ]

Sir, there's no problem here. I'll deal with it if there is.

[ he's folded his arms in front of him, chin up, head tilted slightly to keep the man in his sights. it's not a reassuring pose, but the man's wound up and keeps after the security guard. ]

The language they're using alone should be enough! I don't wanna sit here and listen to it! They're just loitering!

[ his eyebrows rise up while he listens and he shifts, tossing his head briefly towards the group ]

Far as I know, the majority of 'em are paying customers. And I'm not about to go asking the bunch of 'em for the Taco Bell receipts. You have a few choices right now, sir- you get your food and you sit down, you get your food and you leave, or you cut the food and take your business elsewhere. They're fine where they are.

[ he knows some of them, friends of his sister. a little loud, a little obnoxious, but he'd rather see them at the mall where it's comparitively safe. nevermind kids and drugs and alcohol anymore- the city's become a weird place the past few months.

the man grumbles and walks off, though doesn't seem to go very far. instead he stands off at a distance and glares at tyrone, who goes back to observing the area.
]
satisfactionbroughtback: (Despite my better efforts)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Kimberly gives her a panicked look and keeps on running, in heels, through eight inches of snow.]

No! Get back! -Farther!
tinymsnightmare: (silently waiting)

[personal profile] tinymsnightmare 2014-01-19 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
But why? You're gonna fall and get all wet and everything!

[because that would be terrible and she figures she can always give the woman a hand out of the muck when she does fall.]
Edited 2014-01-19 04:50 (UTC)
satisfactionbroughtback: (You ruined everything)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
I just - argh!

[She stops, spine rigid, and drops to her knees, then all fours, and... explodes into a cloud of opaque red mist. Really thick red mist. It's expanding rapidly and hot and unpleasant to the touch. You might want to back away before it solidifies.]
tinymsnightmare: (smile)

[personal profile] tinymsnightmare 2014-01-19 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[...it's all too familiar. she does step back, a wide grin spreading across her face, making the red of her eyes almost glow. the girl jumps back to stand on a tree limb and watches.]
talktotherock: (Hmmmmm)

Aleyis Aldage / Alexis "Lexi" Allen | OC

[personal profile] talktotherock 2014-01-19 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
The Park

[Yeah, there may or may not be some unsavoury critters hanging around in the vicinity, but if there are, Lexi hasn't appeared to notice them, or her surroundings in general. She's a little busy, you know. Scanning around for rocks, apparently. And whenever she comes upon one that's about the size of her fist, her brows lift in interest, and she picks it up.

[And holds it next to her ear. Pauses for about a minute, just in case. And then frowns in disappointment before letting the rock plop back down onto the ground. Sheesh, is she ever going to find one that works? What's the point of having an interesting power if she can't find anything to use it with?]
akhorishaan: (Default)

Khordeshkhistriakhor | Tales of Kolmar

[personal profile] akhorishaan 2014-01-19 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[this character has a fuckton of names, I'm telling you. Khordeshkhistriakhor, Akhorishaan, Akhor, Akor, Varien Kantriakor rash-Gedri Kadreshi naLanen... He's a hawt and not-hugely-bright shapeshifting dragon king. Well here he's Virgil Argos, sweet but kind of dim receptionist for something or other. On the side he plays a lot of baseball.

a] Virgil leafs through a magazine in the food court, entranced by sports statistics. He looks up, and you are ~captivated~ by his deep green ageless eyes and wild exciting cinnamon nutmeg scent. ...he's from a romance novel. Eyes and scent are noteworthy but you don't have to be compelled into adoration like much of the cast.

b] alternately, he faced something huge and powerful, he turned into a ginormous firey silver-plated dragon and fought it, then he got killed and promptly exploded magnificently, which either took out the enemy or else wounded it and someone else finished the job. Anyway. Coming across the scene some hours later you find charred dragonbones and plating, by now pleasantly warm. Ribs arc overhead, and in their center, coated in ash, there's his human form, asleep, bearing waist-long silver hair.]
satisfactionbroughtback: (You ruined everything)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[After a minute or so the mist manages to form into the shape of a large dragon. A very large dragon. A dragon that could pretty easily hold a cow in each hand kind of large dragon. The mist congeals and becomes solid. Kimberly's belly-scales are ivory, but the rest match her human hair color.

She opens up her wings and lets them fan, evidently surprised.]
centurian: (human ✮ ok then)

/screams quietly

[personal profile] centurian 2014-01-19 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ This hasn't been Gerald's day.

Well, that's not quite accurate. It's a perfectly fine day, all things considered, but the fact remains that his sister's birthday is coming up.

And he has not a single idea what to get her.

Maybe she'd forgive him this year. After all, he's been swamped with work (or rather "dead end"s at work), and that doesn't even begin to cover all that insanity going on with the network.

So, with all of these things on his mind, it's really no wonder that he decides the mall cop looks like just the guy who would know what a 20 year old girl would want for her birthday. ]


Excuse me, sir?

[ And please, pardon the turian vocal cords. ]
shotguncarnage: (1; all hell's cubically contained)

omg just act cool, act cool...

[personal profile] shotguncarnage 2014-01-19 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
What?

[ who the hell is talking to him? he expects it to be, ah hell, a smoker maybe, one of those guys with the hole in their throats, maybe a dude in a wheelchair with one of those fancy talker things. he frowns at the other man, arms still folded, more out of surprise than the totally possible annoyance that has to be coming across with that look on his face ]

'Scuse me. Anything I can help you with, sir?

[ he adjusts his posture slightly, loosens it up a bit, trying to remind himself he's not pissed (yet) at the new guy talking to him. ]
servantofmictlan: (Default)

Acatl / Angelo Martinez | Obsidian and Blood

[personal profile] servantofmictlan 2014-01-19 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
> Arts n Crafts Fair: Angelo's here looking for a cute gift for his sister. He's a scruffy, middle-aged dude of pretty clearly Hispanic descent. If you're with the police, you'll probably recognize him as the somewhat anti-social chief medical examiner.

> Rainy Day: It's raining... monsters. And Angelo is now bleeding from his ears, standing in a corner with his eyes squeezed shut. One hand is at his left ear, but the other is holding an obsidian knife, and shaking.
quariantine: (Default)

hello friend

[personal profile] quariantine 2014-01-19 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Just another day shopping with her friends, just another giggly girl backing up to take a hilarious picture of her friends with the latest topless Abercrombie guy - no wait, she doesn't have everyone in the picture, back, back, back--

She runs into something very tall, very unyielding, and wearing the local mall security uniform. Oops. She whirls around, threatening to trip over her own feet, but catches herself and stands flat on two feet, holding a hand out to him in apology. Ooooh, he doesn't look friendly. ]


Sorry! Ooh, sorry.
chryselephantine: (wise girl)

sophia grace/annabeth chase | pjo/hoo

[personal profile] chryselephantine 2014-01-19 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
( public transportation: very fun, and sophia's even more fun. she is, you see, rather engrossed with reading her book — a text on architecture, very possibly a textbook — though if someone jostles her or steps on her foot or gets too close to her space, they'll be greeted with a nose wrinkle and a frown. )

Hey! Watch it.

( arts and crafts: she's come for a look around, maybe even to try her hand at a few things, and if you see her staring particularly hard at anything weaving-related, well, she may be all the easier to sneak up on.

for all that abject terror isn't an expression one will often find on sophia grace, it's most definitely there when she finds herself sharing a bench with an ugly spider — a small one, not that you'd guess it from the way she shrieks and leaps from her seat, accidentally scattering a nearby group of small children with shrieks of their own.

what an inconvenient time to have an echo. )
bloodybootlicker: (pic#7304278)

Guitar Koenig / Beast King Guitar | Violinist of Hameln

[personal profile] bloodybootlicker 2014-01-19 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[uh oh, is that a flashing light in your rearview mirror? It suuuure is. What did you do? Run a red light? Go 50 in a 25? Make an illegal U-turn?]

[well, whatever it was, you're being pulled over for it now. the officer who approaches your car is a tall brunette who looks like she is having a great day.]


Do you know why I pulled you over?
Edited 2014-01-19 09:29 (UTC)
quariantine: (pic#7294145)

Melati Narsurya/Tali'Zorah Vas Normandy | Mass Effect

[personal profile] quariantine 2014-01-19 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Nnnnot cool. It's raining torrents, Lita is SOPPING WET, she has been walking in the rain for at least five thousand years, and now that she's finally made it to the local coffee shop, it just HAPPENS to be closed and her ride isn't coming for another twenty minutes. Great. She sighs, sending droplets flying into the air as she hunches under her newspaper to peek from the tiny bit of covering over the coffeeshop's stairwell, watching the rain come down. The weird... rain. Huh. She's not in any way a environmentally inclined sort of academic, but at the very least she doesn't feel as though this is very normal phenomena. She hopes someone's recording this.

Suddenly, the shotgun she had been hiding under her skirt slips down and skitters onto the sidewalk. NO. Nononono bad. She squeaks to herself and darts into the rain to pick the heavy weapon up, looking around frantically into the dark streets for any passerby. How much trouble would she catch if anyone saw her hauling this thing around?
Edited 2014-01-19 07:21 (UTC)
tinymsnightmare: (oh you gurl)

[personal profile] tinymsnightmare 2014-01-19 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
...That's so cool!

[and down she jumps and tries to get close, because yes, those wings are just so fantastic even though she's pretty sure she can do more herself.]

Can you talk like that?
shotguncarnage: (7; I'll never promise anything again)

be still my heart

[personal profile] shotguncarnage 2014-01-19 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ his attention's focused elsewhere before he catches sight of the girl with the brightly-coloured hijab about to run into him. he's off his game today; he doesn't even think to move to get out of her way or stop her.

his arms unfold and a hand goes out as though to keep her from falling over, but stops short as she untangles herself. certain she's settled on her feet, he crosses his arms again to where they were before.
]

You okay?

[ he doesn't exactly sound friendly but at least he doesn't sound angry? he looks over her head at her friends and looks back down to her with an arched brow. ]

Need me to move over?
satisfactionbroughtback: (You ruined everything)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[whyyyyyyyy are you so tiny. Kimberly pulls her giant scaly head back away and looks down her own back. yep, that is a tail.

SNORT. She hasn't echoed back telepathy yet, looks like.]
centurian: (human ✮ yeah you can stop now)

so um... um... come here often?

[personal profile] centurian 2014-01-19 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's as soon as he begins talking that Gerald realizes maybe this guy wasn't in the mood to answer questions. And as he begins to talk, he realizes just how horrible this plan was. ]

Okay. So, I was looking for something for my sister. But the thing was, I really have no idea what to get a girl fresh out of her teenage years. Since it's been a while. Since I was that age.

[ No... ]

But not actually um... that long, or anything. And I guess I figured that since there weren't really any information people working today...

[ Just walk away, Vakarian. Seriously. ]
tinymsnightmare: (smile)

[personal profile] tinymsnightmare 2014-01-19 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[she could put on her grown-up form but she really isn't comfortable with the whole idea of identity does not mean form thing. besides, it makes her itch to change.]

That just sucks. Do you give people rides?
shotguncarnage: (3; I hear myself take a deep breath)

I do now

[personal profile] shotguncarnage 2014-01-19 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's on the tip of his tongue. it must also have been a long time since you were a teenage girl. definitely not the thing he wants to get in trouble for saying today.

and the guy seems genuinely distressed over this, or something. what is with his voice?? it's not his forte, but he has a sister about that age himself, and an older sister that's already gone past it, so he actually thinks about it a minute.

except he's still giving poor gerald the 'bitch who do you think i am' staredown while he does it.
]

She like watches?

[ he reaches up to scratch at his temple briefly. ]

Jewellry store down the east wing has those chunky white ones with neon faces. See a lot of girls wearin' those. Think they're fifty-something.

[ his arm goes back down to folded position. ]

If she's gotta macbook or iPhone, could always buy her a case or cover. Apple store's a few over from the Macy's.
satisfactionbroughtback: (You ruined everything)

[personal profile] satisfactionbroughtback 2014-01-19 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[we're just gonna ignore the chatty truehuman(?!?! where'd that term come from) and try to stand on two legs - okay that's kind of ridiculously high. Also she can manage to rear up if her tail(!!!) braces on the ground but it just doesn't feel natural and... are those sirens she hears coming closer? fuck.]
quariantine: (Default)

<3!

[personal profile] quariantine 2014-01-19 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I'm fine! [ ... Well, at least no one's biting her head off! And as long as it's not a bite or even much of a bark, she's at least willing to bet that she's not in any sort of trouble, even if her heart is going a little faster than it should. She pats herself down, checking her hijab for any loose pins before smiling and giving him a thumbs up, hoping that he didn't get poked.

Her friends are already calling her back and asking her what the hold-up is when he asks his question. ]
No, you're fine! [ She waves them off as she looks down at her iPhone at a sudden alert. Oh, the Network... She frowns, scrolling through the new post briefly. Tyrone has a full view from his height at probably at least a head and a half over her, and it takes her a second before she realizes - oh, right, public place, security guard right over her shoulder. Not the best idea right now. She looks back up at him, trying to smooth over the moment by switching over to her camera again and handing it over to the guard. ]

Actually, do you mind taking a group picture?

[ One of her friends yells, "He could probably take an aerial picture too!" She turns towards them and makes a slicing gesture at her throat, eyes widening. NO. DON'T MESS. ]

Right, no, not that. Uh, do you know how...?

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