test drive meme

[titansno]

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.

Comments

[ghostly_heiress]

[And all hope of not laughing is no longer an option.]

But however will, hehe, I color coordinate?

[strikeraid]

[ He's grinning like the shit he is. ] I'm just the ideas guy. It's up to you to make the magic happen, chica.

[ghostly_heiress]

[Yeah, gonna keep laughing, hands wrapping around her side.] Well, I s-suppose with enough b-black it could be a bumblebee theme.

[strikeraid]

Hey, there you go. Black and yellow. Universal signal for "Whoa, back it up, too much for you to handle, run for it."

[ghostly_heiress]

[Nooooo, she's just gonna keep laughing. It's all so silly, but that's why it's awesome and she's weak to it.]

[strikeraid]

[ Skyler starts laughing too. :> He likes the cut of her jib. ]

Halloween's in a couple of weeks. Get planning, kid.

[ghostly_heiress]

I-I'll see...if I can convince my father. Better than another princess.

[Giggling. Oh, ow, sides hurt.]

[strikeraid]

What, he does your Halloween costumes too? Yeesh. Just do whatever you want. Go as caution tape. What's the worst that could happen?

[ghostly_heiress]

[More like the help does, but if she is able to go out on Halloween, then it's going to be all OFFICIAL and she'll need approved clothes.]

[Ugh.]

He's kinda uptight. [Rolls her eyes.] Though if I could just get enough cardboard and yellow and black tape, I could be out the door before anyone could stop me.

[strikeraid]

Sounds like a plan. [ ... ] Be real though, would you do it? I would, but I'm not a good influence.

[ghostly_heiress]

.....

[Considers.]

Twenty-eighty. Fifty-fifty if my father had to be out of town.

[strikeraid]

That's better than nothing... But seriously? What's the worst that could happen?

[ghostly_heiress]

Twenty-four hour nanny-slash-tutor.

[strikeraid]

[ ... ] What kind of straight up rich-people life are you living, anyway?

[ghostly_heiress]

The kind who are very concerned that even the thirteen year old looks impeccable at all times?

[strikeraid]

[ Skyler leans back and siiiighs. (btw his hair was wet from the rain, but it has been raising into spikes and drying really quickly during the course of the conversation. as in it is bone dry right now.) ] So, either be poor and worry about money all the time, but you get to wear whatever you want because no one cares, or be rich and never worry about it but you have to look perfect all the time.

[ghostly_heiress]

[Huh. Does hair normally dry that fast? Her's always takes forever. Maybe it's product?]

I'm sure there's a middle in there somewhere where things are pretty awesome on both the not worrying and clothes front.

I know I have it lucky. It just drives me up the wall sometimes. [Shrugs.]

[strikeraid]

[ It's better than product. ]

Lucky, huh. [ ... ] So, why are you out in the middle of the rain without like... I dunno, an entourage or something?

[ghostly_heiress]

[SHOUNEN SPIRIT?]

[She knows she'll never be without material things. It'd be rude to not acknowledge that.]

...well.

I kinda snuck off on my own.

Not like I need a baby sitter just to go to a few stores. Not that hard to figure out a bus route.

[strikeraid]

[ ... You know what? That is as good an answer as any. ]

Huh. Anywhere you're supposed to be? [ Conspiratorial tone, here. He's the last person who'd judge. ]

[ghostly_heiress]

[\o/]

Hmmm. Not really. Just dinner when that time rolls around.

[strikeraid]

Why don't you do this more often, then?

[ghostly_heiress]

I don't know where to really go. Seems pointless if I don't have a destination.