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

[my_style]

Yes, and I'm not going to stop you if you want to punish him for messing with you.

[she folds her arms]

He needs to learn.

[smalltimer]

Need to learn what?! [Did his voice crack a hint in his outraged barking, there - yup it might have. His face has gone rapidly pink. It doesn't help that everyone in the store's got to be looking by now and here she is saying he needs to learn a lesson, goddammit she is just upping it - ]

What'dya think you are, my mom?! [Some part of him's grimacing at itself for actually saying something that stupid and blatant and obvious, but pehhhhhh.] For crying out loud, Reina, you're a real [FCKIN'] pal!

[She came in and just went and said that he needs to learn and she didn't even see what happened! (Never mind that if she had he'd have even less of a leg to stand on.)]

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[Oh ho, she might actually like Blondie over there. She grins at Punk-Ass and punches one fist into her palm, cracking her knuckles. There's a bit of a scary gleam in her eyes too.]

So, looks like I get to teach you a lesson about mouthing off. What do you say, kid, wanna settle this outside or what?

[Your move, Punk-Ass.]

[my_style]

There's certain things you can't do in public, idiot. You can't just think everything you do is alright!

[she just glared at him now, actually... not acknowledging the other girl's threat]

I wouldn't be your friend if I just let you get away with whatever you wanted!

[smalltimer]

[Her glare is faintly terrifying, actually; he's got two reasons not to meet it, the other one being not giving Headphones Chick a second. He sneers and huffs out a noise. Supposed to be mocking.]

Yeah, well this bitch is on! [That sure was an inorganic insult.] You really wanna, you can tell on us or something.

[(Please don't.)]

I'm gonna friggin' crush you, lady.

[Lifts a fist of his own, squeezing it and opening it repeatedly, feeling the muscles in his arms tense, ohh, he's got this - we'll see who's teaching who what!]

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[The kid's got a backbone, she'll give him that. Still, if it was a fight he wanted she wasn't gonna back down from any challengers.]

Heh! [Her hands go back in her jacket pockets.] You talk pretty big for such a shrimp. Let's see what you've got.

[And she's just gonna turn and start heading outside, letting Punk-Ass decide if he was going to come along or duck out at the last minute. Truthfully, she probably wasn't ACTUALLY going to beat the stuffing out of him, but make him look like even more of a tool? Yeah, that she could do.]

[Get ready, Steve, you about to be schooled by a girl.]

[my_style]

[... okay, appealing to his better nature isn't working. Before Steve can follow, she grabs the collar of his shirt and pulls him back before he can go after her]

I'm going to be straight with you. She will CLOBBER you.