test drive meme!

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TEST DRIVE MEME

Scenarios:

> Hometown Hustle - Are you still recovering from Locke City's recent Alien Invasion? Are these murders in Vegas really getting you down? Or are you excited, for one reason or another?
> 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! There's a Vermini infestation going around in Las Vegas that may present itself in either of two forms. One is swarms of little black... insects? Tiny little wingless people-shaped ugly fairy things? The second is animals with a nose for the Numbered and an aggressive streak with some distinct mutations - you might find a lizard with disturbingly human ears, a bird with teeth, etc.
> 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

Fenrich // Tate Cordero || Disgaea 4: A Promise Unforgotten || ((Wild Card))

[promisestothemoon]

A [Action; Las Vegas Suburbs; Late]

[There's a tall (very tall, probably close to six foot three,) man breaking into houses. Granted, all of the houses he's slipping into feature people who are on extended vacation, but he definitely doesn't have the keys. Beyond being tall, he has a lot of hair, all of it spilling down his back in thick black ropes passed his waist, tied near the end to keep it from being unwieldy. His clothes look worn out and old, dirty and torn up in places. He rifles through drawers for jewelry and money, anything he can carry easily before creeping back out through the window he came in from. The lining of his worn red jacket is heavy with... confiscated items but it's not obvious to anyone he passes by. The pawn shop won't be open until the early morning though, so he unrolls some of the bills he's taken when he passes a liquor store that's seen better days. He chats the strung out girl behind the counter up a little before moving on, a brown paper bag tucked up under his arm. It's a normal night for him, he finds himself doing this sort of thing about once a week even though he's... at least somewhat financially stable now a days. Somehow even this sort of habit is hard to break.]

[He heads back down the street to find a good house to crash in, untwisting the bottle inside the bag to take a quick drink.]

B [Video; Late]

[Tate is smiling when he comes on the video stream, pushing his thick, black hair out of his eyes. He looks tired, but his eyes gleam with confidence. Then he yawns and stretches back. It looks like he's sitting on an old kitschy style sofa that doesn't suit him at all. There's even a white lace doily laid over the top of the couch in the middle, like your grandmother's living room. The dark skinned young man lifts a bottle of liquor to his lips and takes a drink.]

I'm finally settled for the night, so I thought I might bother checking out "The Network" finally. Val's told me about it, but I never bothered with it myself. I don't subscribe to the technology thing.

[A little strange for someone who looks like they're in their early twenties, but here we are. He sets the bottle down off screen.]

I'd get into what kind of labor offshore companies go through to make those things, but at least with this I can do it on a mirror. That's... charming, and both labor and pollution free so I approve.

[He drums his fingers on his knee a moment before snapping like he's just gotten an idea.]

I guess since it's a good system, I might as well offer my own services. I'm what you might call a mystic. I read stars and the cycles of the moon. I can tell you all sorts of things. I charge a fee, usually, but maybe I'll give you a "numbers" discount. After all, believing in reincarnation is the first step to enlightenment, and most of you already seem to be there.

[He just shakes his head a little.]

I'm Tate, by the way.

B! text;

[wirsinddiejager]

oh ffs now weve got hippies. thats just great.

video;

[promisestothemoon]

[Tate's eyebrows raise in annoyance quite quickly, considering how chill he had been just moments ago.]

You think this sort of thing is a joke, do you?

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

compared to the actual shit weve had to deal with on on this network? yeah it kind of is a joke.

text;

[omega3]

No nooo no young man!
listen
you should really give my boyfriend a chance
he's sooo good at this, really.
he went to college for it any everything.
for an e n t i r e year!

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

oh wow seriously for an entire year??? well that changes everything brb getting on my knees and begging for forgiveness.

text;

[omega3]

aww!! no knee stooping required but-
yeah I know, impressive, right?

maybe if you get your stars read you'll get some cool echo!

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

oh my god how stupid are you. I was being sarcastic.

text;

[omega3]

Heeeeeeyy!!! That's rule!
consider the other persons feelings.
do you like being called stupid? I don't think so.
wow.

i'm getting some serious aggression over here.

video;

[promisestothemoon]

I thought it would come as a relief, I already know more about these things than the rest of you and I've only been "on the Network" for a near insignificant amount of time.

Someone's spirituality isn't a joke.

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

by these things you mean cycles of the moon and whatever. wow all our problems are over weve got a guy wholl give us a discount on his fortune telling bullshit.

look man you can believe whatever you want but dont come here and act like youve got everything figured out. were not looking for enlightenment here were just trying to survive.

video;

[promisestothemoon]

It was necessary for you to comment though, despite obviously having nothing good to say and simply complaining about someone's presence.

Isn't that typical.

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

if I only commented when I have something good to say Id practically never get to say anything here.

video;

[promisestothemoon]

So you plan on complaining about someone else's cultural heritage to blow off steam?

video;

[omega3]

Oh! There you are. [The man greeting you should be familiar, big boy. All snuggled up in those sheets you two typical share, eyes heavy, checking The Network one last time before promptly falling asleep.

Yes, it's late, and usually Valerie be asleep by now considering the early morning commitment but something always seems to distract him from a good nights rest.] Visiting friends again? They have some lovely furniture. Is it business or pleasure? Will you be home tonight? At least by tomorrow, right? You missed dinner, by the way, I didn't cheat while you where away. I saved my leftovers as evidence! [A yawn.] How do you stay up this late? I thought episodes of House were only thirty minutes each but apparently they are an hour long, did you know that?

-But anyway, make sure to be safe coming home. [Did you count how many breaths he took?]

Re: video;

[promisestothemoon]

[Hey, he's usually home. A man has to have his alone time, some of the time. He just watches Valerie ping all over, propping one arm up against the back of the couch and upsetting the lace doily.]

Yeah, they said I could crash here. It's too late to catch the train back to the commune and walking would take hours. I wouldn't be home in time anyway.

[He takes another drink.]

So you're all snuggled up watching some ugly white guy pretending to be smart?

video;

[omega3]

That's so noble, what nice people. [You could cut Val's dense nature with a butter knife.] If you're back by tomorrow, my class will be exploring the unparalleled world of exploitative creativity through art. You could help me!

I think Dr. House is fun in his own sour way. Kinda like you, Tate. Besides, I'm not used to having television, all these shows are so new and fun.

In this one episode, Dr. House proscribed a man cigarettes! That's what this country needs! [Aww yeah, I world without societies shackles is a world without cancer!]

[promisestothemoon]

I should be there. I won't fall asleep here, so I'll grab the train at five.

[He just shrugs a little.]

I'm not like some asshole doctor who thinks he's all that, Val. Medschool is for greedy pigs who're buying into the capitalist society anyway.


... That sounds kind of promising though, I guess.

[omega3]

Good, the children are rather fond of you after all. [Don't you wanna come home to five wild little girls ready to braid all that hair?]

Actually, a doctor with our mindset wouldn't be such an awful thing. Fight the capitalist from within their own nest, shake the shackles of so many under the control of needed medication! haHA-! [Playful smile, he's kinda kidding.. and maybe being a little do loud for the hour.] Plus, it would be legal. That's the part I particularly like. Non-violence is the key, Tate.

[promisestothemoon]

[Nnnnoooooooo he does not, actually.]

So open up a clinic. Run drugs to the people who need them. You be the front and I'll be the back, as usual.

[He smirks.]

Completely unviolent.

[omega3]

[But they love you!]

I would but they government or whatever wont let me write proscriptions without one of their "official degrees." [Aww, were you making some sort of LEWD joke? -Because Val never catches those, you know.] Though, all things consider, you and I could run a rather worldly beneficial clinic.

B

[drama8om8]

A mystic, huh.

[ Check out this shifty-ass look goddamn. ]

You, uh. Know anything about curses? Just. Out of interest. Mystics are all about that shit, right.

[promisestothemoon]

I might.

[Well goddamn. Tate smirks a little.]

Why's that, specifically? To get that heavy aura off your shoulders?

[drama8om8]

Heavy aura?

[ Her voice risies to ear-bursting shrieky levels on the last syllable. Enjoy that shit. ]

Ohmygod I am cursed. I knew it! I fucking called this shit oh my god fix it. Fix it with your mystical mumbo jumbo voodoos and junk! FIX IT.

[promisestothemoon]

First of all, it's not mystical mumbo jumbo voodo junk.

[His eyebrows arch in annoyance.]

Insulting someone else's culture will just make the curse harder to remove.