Test Drive Meme

[scramasax]

HEL-LO, EARTH'S NEW HEROES.

Test Drive Meme!

Scenarios:

> Cleanup of downtown Locke City still has a ways to go. It looks like that shop you were planning on another trip to this week is closed for the time being. Or the entire block is trashed and you'll be needing an alternate route to work. Or your workplace is trashed, if not some real estate you had in the area, and you'll be needing a helping hand - or are trying to offer one!
> Help, help, I've been robbed - your bag or wallet's just been snatched, or is in the process of being snatched. Catch the snatcher or rough them up - you may or may not be surprised, if you come to blows or a chase, to find on throwing a punch that they're much quicker and/or sturdier than you'd have expected. Maybe someone will dive in to back you up.
> Monster encounter! The above or you were robbed (or, for all you could tell, misplaced something) a while ago, and one of the objects you lost seems to have come back to you, if not the way you recognize it. Ayup, getting backup might be a good idea.
> Transportation/travel. You're at an airport or train station, whether to escape or take a tour to a strange-events hotspot, or plain go on an innocent vacation. Mix up your bags or timetables, grab a pre-ride snack, chat up those with the same destination, get or give directions, find yourself receiving an ill-timed item Echo in front of security - whatever you can think up!
> Say - is that one of those superhumans you've spied on the street? Yes, I do believe it is - you've seen them on the news/read about them, that or their looks give them away! Go on and ask questions of them, be it for serious answers or an autograph, depending on who you are.
> ...And it looks like you're a superhuman yourself. Looks like that hollowed-out feeling you got was followed by a mutation, or some strange thing in your brain. How're you going to come to grips with it?
> Wildcard/Etc. Make up your own!

Prompts suggested by Alec and Zero.

Comments

Jerry Susan Orlando (Yosuke Hanamura) | Persona 4 Golden

[junesscion]

Cleanup of Downtown Locke City

"Damnit, Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!" Honestly, ever since that snake tore up the business district, Jerry Susan Orlando (because he had the misfortune of being named such) felt as though his life had become even more hellish than before. People kept coming to the auto-repair shop because of the damage caused by the tremors to their vehicles in the mayhem, and while he enjoyed his job, he wasn't getting paid by commission, he wasn't getting overtime, and "COME ON, I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR WORK!!" He kept getting stuck in traffic in his efforts to conform to the new hours of his shop.

"Son of a..." Jerry eyed the sidewalk to his right with no small amount of longing. Since he was on a scooter, he should be able to hop the edge and beat the traffic in the street. However, "Last time I tried this, I almost crashed into a trash can..." and he still got held up by a policeman, so he was chewed out twice, both by him and by his boss. "... Doesn't look like there's anyone here." He made the decision, and had his scooter make the jump.

Of course, Jerry Susan Orlando is a man with horrible luck. Whether it was someone exiting a shop or he simply couldn't see you from behind that tree, he's barreling into you and manages to stop short. "FUUUUUUUUUU-" Only to fling himself into a trash can.

Monster Encounter

"Damnit, Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!!" Jerry Susan Orlando (Because he is a butt monkey) slammed the door to the Starbucks closed behind him as the giant piece of gum crashed into the glass door with a wet 'splat'. He slid to his knees, his back against the door as he tried to catch his breath, gripping the glasses in his hands tightly. Ever since he got those glasses, weird things had started happening around him that he just couldn't ignore. This was one of them. "What the hell is going on!?" The giant gum started to peel itself off the door as Jerry scrambled away from it. "Man, I am SO not interested in choking out like this!"

But where are you during Jerry's crisis? Are you inside the Starbucks in question, staring at this panicking moron? Are you inside the exactly identical Starbucks across the street wondering who splashed pink goo on the door of the other one? Are you walking down the street watching this transpire?

Monster

[physrepel]

Jungo was in the Strabucks, napping at one of the tables with a cold coffee in the smallest size next to him. Jerry showing up makes him blink awake slowly. He moves to full awareness like a bear, slow and plodding, but when he spots the younger boy freaking out and the thing outside he finally stands.

"...that's gum."

Indeed. A master of observational skills.

Re: Monster

[junesscion]

"NO, REALLY?" Jerry would have said more, but then he saw the gum ramming into the door again, shaking it, but unable to move it. "S-Shit, where the hell did this thing come from!?" He's flinging himself behind a chair for protection. "Hey, don't just stand there, man! Get out of here while you still can!" It's not like the one public entrance has been sealed by a sticky, rubber substance-OH WAIT.

[physrepel]

"That's no good." He nods, as if deciding something and... moves further into the store at the same plodding pace. Finally coming back with: a fire extinguisher?! He reads the directions real quick to re-familiarize himself, pulls the pin-

and the next time the gum pulls back to charge he kicks the door open to meet it.

[junesscion]

"Wait, what are you-" Jerry can only stare as the gum moves inside, spreading itself out to try and wrap itself around Jungo. Whatever you have planned, you better move quick!

[physrepel]

As the gum spreads open he fires, filling the forming dome with white foam as it wraps him up.

For a long moment it looks like it got him, though there's still muffled sounds of the fire extinguisher going off. Finally-

BLAM! A fist comes through the otherside of the pink goo, breaking like it's slightly rubbery clay instead of sticky gum. A few more punches and kicks and wriggling and the monster is hunks on the floor, poor Jungo covered in foam and gum dust.

"....yuck."

cleanup

[feastorfamine]

[Aila is trying to cut through the business district in an effort to return home quickly, when she's nearly run over by some freak on a bike]

H-hey! Watch where you're going!

[junesscion]

[We're sorry, the Jerry you are trying to reach is rolling around in a trash can and is unable to respond. Please come back and try again!]

[feastorfamine]

[...]

Ugh.

[Amy stomps over to try and help him out]

You're pathetic, you know that? Don't you have any pride?!

[junesscion]

[Between the two of you, Jerry is able to get out of the Trash can.]

Gah-! [Oh thank god, fresh air!] Sheesh, I really didn't need that. [And now he notices just who is helping him-] Ah, geez, I didn't hurt you, did I? [and he melts into a puddle of spinelessness. Damn his weakness for hot women!]

sorry, fixed the html fail

[feastorfamine]

... No. You didn't. You stopped just short of me being able to sue you.

[her own expression is one that is clearly unamused]

cleanup

[kirifuda]

Steven's usually better about paying attention to where he's going - you half-ruin enough paintings in your first semester, you get careful - so blame the tablet in his hands as he leaves the sandwich shop and nearly gets run over.

"Woah!" he squawks, and jumps, holding his tablet close, and winces when Jerry goes flying. After a beat, he moves to pull him up.

"Jesus, that scared me - you okay?"

going to be, get back to you tomorrow

[junesscion]

Jerry takes a deep breath after getting his ass dragged out. "Gah-! Damnit, that's it, I'll stick with roads!" He looks around for his motor-scooter. "Hey, did you see where my scooter flew off to?" He was running late as it was, he didn't need a broken scooter on his work load!

[kirifuda]

"You're probably better off around here," Steven agrees, sagely. Don't ask how many times he's tripped over debris in this neighborhood. The number is too many.

"Your scooter--?!" Shouldn't he be worrying about making sure he's not bleeding and/or covered in garbage? Maybe Steven's too used to bad luck. He joins the search for it, turning on his hell. "Ah--isn't that it over there?" He points, a little ways off. "Looks like it skidded after the catapult routine," he says, and moves to go take a look at it. He feels a little responsible for their near-crash, he ought to help out.

You know the tragedy here is if I make this post, you won't be able to have Steven turn on his heel

[junesscion]

"Man..." Jerry looked over to where Steven pointed-"My Scooter!" He rushed over to his machine, propping it up. "... Engine's still running... Yeah, look's like it'll make it to the shop in one piece, at least." He turned to face Steven. "Thanks man. Sorry about the whole 'nearly-crashing-into-you' deal." He turned the machine off. Traffic was frozen, and his spot was pretty much gone now. He wasn't going anywhere. "This is not my day."

http://nooooooooooooooo.com/

[kirifuda]

"Hey, at least it's still working, right?" Steven asks, trying for upbeat as he adjusts his tablet under his arm. "Don't worry about me - you're the one who did the Wile E. Coyote routine!" All it needed was an annoying tiny bird and maybe some dynamite.

He frowns. "That bad, huh?" He lifts his eyebrows. "What else'd you do, besides fall in a trash can?" (Maybe this guy's spent a lot of time in trash cans?)

APRIL FOOL'S MOTHER$#^&ER

[junesscion]

"Ah, this old thing's been through some rough times, you know?" Jerry tapped the side of his scooter with his foot. "I'll be fine, though. I seem to have a lot of practice with that bit." More than he would like, at any rate.

Jerry sighed as he leaned onto his scooter, crossing his arms. "This whole thing with that giant ass snake's been making life hell at work," he states. "The Auto-shop I work at is near the edge of the business district, but my apartment's on the other side of town. This isn't usually a problem, but then March 9th rolled around..." He shaked his head. "So, besides the problem of getting through the traffic today, I had to take a detour because of, and I can't believe I'm saying this, a flying piece of a gum."