[TEST] DRIVE IT LIKE YOU STOLE IT

[reapsthewind]

I HONESTLY COULDN'T THINK OF A GOOD PICTURE SO THANKS LAVVY

Here, have the slightly more relevant song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_nLlL1mwKI

Anyway, this is a random scenario test drive meem, since we've had an influx of new potential appers. I am a bit too lazy to make this a proper meem, so you make your own shit up. Here's some inspirational scenarios:

> The Mall. The hell are you doing out in the suburbs, bro? And why is that woman trying so hard to sell you nail polish?
> The Park. MAN IT IS A NICE D-- shit is that a Vermicelli or whatever the monsters are called?
> Arts & Crafts Fair. Cute knit cat cozies! Bad pretzels! YEAH.
> Rainy Day. It's wet and you're stuck at the bus stop. HOW DEGRADING.
> You get an echo while someone else is around. SHIT. PARANOIA TIME.

Or make up your own!

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AQUA | KINGDOM HEARTS no icons yet

[unwakingwaters]

[YOU ARE AT LOCKE CITY COMIC CON AND WOW THERE IS A BOOK SIGNING LINE TO MEET...

The famed Maya Aaronson, 60 year old author of The Starheart Key, part of the Order of Keys series. SO COOL. Get a book signed y/n?]

Lirael | Abhorsen/Old Kingdom Trilogy

[roadstotheriver]

[Though the convention is a little overwhelming, Claire is here anyway, because... author. One of her favorite authors. Besides, it's in her home town, so it's much easier to get to for cheap, right? Right....

She stands in line, her long hair hanging loose around her face, hugging her first ever copy of Maya Aaronson's first book and waiting.... Her hair also happens to half-hide the circular mark on her forehead. No, it's not related to any major religion. It's just... a weird circle. That glows sometimes. It's a little embarrassing, actually. But hair is useful for so many things.

It's her turn, and she mutely holds out the book, looking up at Maya from beneath her lashes. After a beat, she manages a nervous:]

It's... it's an honor.

Bro Strider / Ambrose Broderick Dirk Strider, ESQUIRE

[puppetfetishist]

[AT THE MUSIC STORE

wow who is this douchebag and... and...

why is he holding an LP of L. Ron Hubbard's SPACE JAZZ]

[hopediesalone]

[oh my fuck]

Do I even wanna know what foul fuckin' abyss that came out of?

Vaati | The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap

[stealinghats]

[Victor is extremely short and feminine for a 20 year old guy. He is also an eccentric fashion designer with a penchant for the colour purple and anything long and flowy. Maybe you've seen his line??? Ahahaha just kidding, no one buys any of his shit. It's probably encrusted with cheap plastic jewellery, too.

He is also trying to sell you BIG HATS and LONG SWOOSHY SCARVES at the arts&crafts fair and will not take no for an answer.]

[puppetfetishist]

[swooshes into the arts and crafts fair]

Yo. You got a hat that matches this?

[he is wearing a neon pink sparkly princess dress and purple cape. and sunglasses.]

MEGAMAN | THE PROTOMEN / Heath Light

[mybrotherfought]

SCNEARIO ONE: It's just a super nice day in the park, so he's lying down in the middle of the lawn enjoying the sunshine. Yep.

SCENARIO TWO: it's just after his piano recital where he did a stirring piano arrangement of Princes of the Universe, oh hey there's a reception!

SCENARIO THREE: HA HA HE HAD AN ECHO OF THIS SONG presumably at the end of a nice long chain of echoes about being the Chosen One and trying to save humanity and having a dead brother. LET'S HAVE SADS.

SCENARIO 2

[hopediesalone]

[yeah, yeah, he was pretty noncommittal over the phone. but he saved the date, Heath. and he was there.

he's not really one for fancy do's, but he's in a decent suit sans tie. gray, red shirt, yellow scarf.]

And the man of the hour.

[just gonna raise his little shitty plastic martini glass of cheap watercooler sangria before taking a sip.]

Jacqli / (spoilers that's not her real name) | Ar tonelico series (but mostly II) | Miranda Atmiller

[vanisland]

[A: the mall. While not busy trying to shoo away all the nail polish girls because they don't sell black (or dark red), she is looking at all the tech stores.]

[B: This is the worst time to get some bizarre foreign language song stuck in your head, isn't it. There has got to be someplace private to get to before the urge to start singing gets the point she can't hold it in...]

A

[infinitydevourer]

[And they both happen to be looking at the same tech shit. New computers? Parts upgrades, maybe? Specifics don't matter because that's not what has his interest now.]

Are you lost? I didn't think this place sold make-up. [yep that's where he's decided this is going]

Skeith | .hack//G.U.

[infinitydevourer]

[Scott Morgenroth is a prodigy, but mostly a really obnoxious brat. He dabbles in a lot of computer-y things and probably wants to make fun of you right now for kicks. He has the kind of face that you want to punch.

You are also stuck with him at a bus stop. You might have just missed the last bus of the day. It's also raining.

OPTIONAL PROMPT B: You have also just realized that the guy you're stuck at a bus stop with appears to have grown a pair of giant stone claws not unlike a jointed doll's, uh.]

[reapsthewind]

[CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST WHY IS SHE ALWAYS AT THE BUS STOP WITH THE LITTLE DOUCHES

WHY

Rei Ayanami | NGE: Campus Apocalypse

[reialistic]

[ ah, today is a special day. it is a day unlike most others-- a day that puts a lift in her step while shortening them. it is a day that requires her utmost attention lest she fall into her regular walking pattern and break her ankle.

today, reiya wears heels.

three inch ones.

training has progressed to the next level. no longer is she confined to walking around the house in her new pair of shoes, testing the placement of her heels and toes and bottoms of her feet against gravity and motion. reiya is tackling the next level -- field trial.

starbucks run.

sometimes it feels like there's a starbucks at every other corner, ergo a starbucks run is the perfect test. estimating the mission eighty-percent complete, a projected victory, she smiles quietly to herself and glances down at the tips of her shoes.

mistake!

her drink sloshes as she walks into the other person. ankle buckling, she falls backwards with a muted gasp. ]

[ quick'n'dirty facts: early 20s, brunette, brown eyes. ]

[hikarigato]

[The collision happened just as Sally had started to take a sip. The interior of her mouth is splashed thoroughly with hot coffee and she stumbles forward coughing.

In just a couple of seconds she's recovered taking a breath with her sinuses burning more than a tad and coffee running down the back of her hand and running rings along the edges of the lid.]

You okay? Here - up...

[She reaches a hand out to the young woman on the floor, trying a smile.] Still wearing in those shoes?

Hugo Fact | Ys Origin

[luredbypower]

[ooc: Still working on his app, but Hugo will be keeping his same first name, be about early 20s instead of late teens and own some sort of shop he inherited from his mother, what it is I have yet to decide, besides it being something that would be embarrassing for a guy to work in, much less own. His appearance will be about the same, but more modern clothing.]

[Scenario 1: He'd gone to that art gallery just so his friends would shut up already about how he needed to see those amazing statues. To be quite honest, he thought they were horrible and ugly, but whatever. The annoying thing is that he seems to have gotten some weird numbers in his head and is that something floating nearby him?]

[Scenario 2: Hugo went to the mall to grab a birthday gift for one of his friends. He already found a good gift and on his way out he got stopped by a pushy saleswoman who wants to sell him nail polish of all things.]

No, really... I don't have a girlfriend! Will you leave me alone already?

[roadstotheriver]

[There's a dark-haired girl, college-aged, swathed in a bulky sweater and scarf despite being inside, but they're both lightweight so she's not terribly warm. She's leaning close to the snake statue, apparently trying to make out what it's made of. Or maybe why it's making her think about some company she's never heard of.

She kind of stands out against the backdrop of fancy people with smiles on their faces, but she also doesn't seem to care too much.]

Rose Lalonde | Homestuck | Hikari Kurosawa

[thorny]

[OPTION A: there is a young Japanese girl wandering the arts and crafts fair with a few friends! she would be completely inconspicuous here if it weren't for her outfit, complete with lacy black parasol to shield her from the sun's rays. she seems blithely unperturbed by the stares her clothing is attracting, leaning in to peruse the wares of various vendors and smiling pleasantly at them. anyone who speaks Japanese, however, will find that she is making some rather cruel comments to her friends about everything from the people here to the quality of the goods.

OPTION B: that same girl in that same outfit has unfortunately missed her bus and is now stuck underneath a flimsy bus station with nothing more than an even flimsier parasol to protect her from the torrential downpour. she looks anything but amused.

OPTION C: whatever you want! I got horribly bullied by my asshole friends into posting here so I'm not picky]

John Egbert | Homestuck | Makani 'Mac' Kapule | Option A (p.s. hi len hiii :>)

[friendleading]

[Well, lucky for you, you're not entirely alone at this craft fair. What might catch your eye is a young, tan-skinned Pacific Islander, glasses affixed atop slicked-back hair, whose getup is about as outlandish as your own, if more evocative of a bygone era of delinquents. He seems to be mostly boredly examining the arts and crafts around at first, nothing particularly catching his eye. However, when the Japanese girl in the fancy dress smiling pleasantly at everyone, he sees something finally worth his interest.

With subtle movements he makes his way through the crowd. Aligning himself with you and your roaming band of friends, until he can make his move, starting to walk towards you, taking his eyes off you and staring out at some particularly interesting thing three feet above your head.

Because what better way to get someone's attention than the classic chance collision?]

RAMI AIKAWA | dolls

[shortskirts]

( how does rami aikawa spend her end of shift from the police force?

by bingeing on cakes and pastries and sweets at a patisserie in the mall. there's a stack of plates already sitting in one corner of the table and yet she's still going at it: profiteroles and chiffon cakes and parfaits and cupcakes and macarons and cookies. you name it, it's probably on the table or in her stomach, who knows?

she doesn't look too happy though; if anything, she looks like she's grumbling and whining and muttering darkly with every bite. a bad day, probably.

sadly as much as people would like to avoid her because of the heavy and dark aura surrounding her, the only seat and table remaining in the patisserie is the one right beside her. so!! would you dare it? )

[ursoreckless]

[technically Shou was not a fan of sweets. he liked his spicy foods, he loved his salt, and he really dug bitter greens. but here he was, sitting in the only chair in the whole place with a cream puff in hand. He took a measured bite, chewed slowly and then chased it down with a coffee while watching Rami eat through another plateful of sweets.]

That bad of a day?

[he has a Japanese accent and a deep voice that doesn't exactly seem right with his very girlish appearance.]

Alexia and Alfred Ashford | Resident Evil

[prinsects]

[There are a pair of young girls in lacy and nice if decidedly not new-looking dresses crouching on the sidewalk in the park.

Older sister Gilda leans close over the shoulder of her twin Gwen, who is poking at a dragonfly with a damaged wing being nibbled at by ants for any sign that it is indeed alive and responsive and not simply twitching. Both look nothing more or less than fascinated.

Both of them feel a pulse inside at once.

They look at each other. Gilda's eyes drop down to Gwen's neck.

She is now wearing a choker with a shiny red stone on it. Gwen points questioningly in its direction, and rubs a fingertip on it.

Gilda's thumb rubs against the base of a finger and then she brings her hand up into a fist at her mouth. She's got a ring, with an identical stone except for the color, which is blue.

Their fascination's now almost entirely off the dragonfly. They're knowingly smirking at each others' jewelry except that they know they don't know.]

Sarah Kerrigan | Starcraft (ignore the lack of icons)

[reswarm]

[Well, the park was nice and peaceful and quiet for the most part.

But off in her own little corner in the shade is one woman sparring by herself. Maybe it's a bit odd to see someone through punches and kicks at the air, but Kerrigan's regular sparring partner called in sick. So what's an Olympic Taekwondo contender supposed to do?

Probably attract attention to herself by practicing in the park. But hey, she's not about to waste a perfectly nice day by being cooped up indoors.]

Lirael | Abhorsen/Old Kingdom Trilogy :)

[roadstotheriver]

[Peaceful, sure. A good place to go to read, or to walk, or to otherwise be away from people. Except for the whole fighting-the-air thing. Claire is... okay, she's kind of fascinated.

So she's half-hidden behind a tree, her long hair loose and a scarf wrapped around her neck, even though it's not terribly cold out. It's just pretty, okay? But she's kind of staring at Kerrigan, even though that's probably kind of rude. She's just hoping she won't get noticed.]

Aigis (Vivian Hammond) | Persona 3

[orgiamode]

[FUCK THE RAIN. VIV DOES WHAT SHE WANTS.

Which means that even though it's raining cats and dogs, Vivian is out on the track at the high school. Okay yeah, this is stupid. Stupid as hell, but she really doesn't mind the rain at all.]

[fratrimony]

[Odette is here to pick up her younger brother, carrying two umbrellas. But this is a strange sight; a lot of dedication for something no one gets paid for. Maybe there's a meet coming up? She stops and watches despite herself, careful not to lean on the wet fence.]

Luke Skywalker | Star Wars

[walkerofearth]

[noooooo why am I doing this]

[Lenore Cooper's a quiet and very alert older woman. She has a prosthetic right hand, one of those dual hook models which can open and close.]

[1. She's at the mall, ignoring how out of place she is and the entreaties of salespeople, on a bench reading a hardback book as she waits for her boy to finish whatever he's so interested in. Doesn't seem to like the book much, though, she's just closed it with her right.]

[2. In the park in sweats, keeping up a good pace until she stops suddenly, tracking something in the trees.]

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[lastalian]

[Marisol is out because her mother and brother are arguing about money again and she can't do her homework with the noise. The park is always nice. Sometimes people will share bread to feed the birds with. She clutches her secondhand schoolbook in her arms, looking for a free bench.]

[there's a woman nearby, out for a run, which isn't unusual, but her hand catches the girl's attention. She can't help staring; she's only eleven and not self-aware enough to know better.]

Alucard (girlycard form) | Hellsing: The Dawn

[tinymsnightmare]

[it's a lovely day - the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the children were playing in the park. There were clusters of parents chatting, people feeding pigeons, and a few joggers running along the tracks. It seemed rather peaceful, however a storm was brewing in the form of a young girl by the name of Kitiara Lee. The skinny girl in her cutoffs and over-sized shirt was standing in the center of a circle of older kids, a couple kids near her age hiding behind her. It looked like the three pre-teens had been building something until the older kids came along and smashed it.]

naDevvo' peghoS!

[yes, she just yelled something in Klingon.and when the older kids look at her, she picked up a handful of rocks and starts throwing them. maybe one of the rocks just hit you, or maybe you were attracted by the noise since Kitiara hasn't stopped yelling in Klingon since her attack began.

also those kids? most of them are trying to get away from her all of the sudden.]

[prinsects]

[Indeed. A couple of twelve-year-old girls were sitting in the grass nearby when a stone skimmingly ricocheted off the top of one of their heads. Her sister gasps, and her shoulders tense and she whips her head for someone to blame.

The girl and her sister find the rock-thrower at the same time. The sister hauls herself up to her feet muttering almost hysterically angry and paces over.]

Jack Frost | Rise of the Guardians | PRETEND HE'S A BRUNETTE | THE MALL

[frostedoverland]

[Full name is Jackson Overland, because mun is unimaginative, but he still goes by Jack.

Loves playing with kids, generally a fun loving, laid back kind of guy. He's also your local teen manager at the ice cream shoppe in the mall, so be nice to him, he may give you free ice cream. Or more than what you paid for.]

[roadstotheriver]

[Nice? Maybe. More like shy and a little embarrassed. Claire is a couple years older than he is, just barely twenty-one, and she's here for a treat now that finals are over. She's still got research to do over the summer, but she doesn't have to start that yet.

So she's at the ice cream shop, staring down at the options, unable to choose, while poor Jack has to wait. He might notice, only half-hidden by her long hair, the funny round mark on her forehead. Not the mark of a Hindu... it's the wrong color, and it's just a circle's outline, not the full filled-in circle. She looks a little like she's trying to hide it, with that hair in her face.]

Vector // Rei Shingetsu // Yugioh Zexal

[mmmmwhatchasay]

[ooc: Rei is mostly Japanese and fairly skinny but also of fairly average height for being almost fourteen. His eyes are blue, and his hair is orange for at least half an inch at the roots and black otherwise...and it's totally spiked up, though not quite in such a Yugioh fashion...]

[A: Oh hey, is that an impromptu play happening in the park? Totally is, and this kid is totally a part of it. Funny, normally he seems awfully nice, but he's pulling off the role of the villain a bit too convincingly. Maybe you stayed and watched, or maybe you got there at the end just in time to see the villain become this stupidly cheerful teen behind the scenes? Dunno, but there was a play, so feel free to enjoy the show.]


[B: So it's raining, and this kid is standing out on a sidewalk in the middle of it with his face turned up toward the sky. No umbrella or anything. Maybe someone should tell him he'll get a cold doing things like that...although it does look like he's pretty content in letting himself get soaked.]


[C: Oops, Rei made the mistake of wandering through a museum with a display on historical weaponry. The way one room in particular was set up...well, he managed to get out of the museum without too much fuss, but now he's curled up on a bench outside with his hands dug into his hair and having what is probably a panic attack...and he really has no idea why; this feeling of fear just appeared out of nowhere...]

B

[frostedoverland]

[OOC: It's Jack Frost! Though he's named Jackson Overland, though he goes by Jack still. He's a brunette and has heterochromia, so one of his eyes is blue, the other is brown. No staff yet! XD]

[The rain actually wasn't that cold but it was enough for Jack to put on a blue hooded sweater. Oddly enough, though, he wore flip flops as he made his way down the sidewalk. His hood was up and he blinked at the sudden appearance of the boy staring up at the sky. He tilted his head and walked closer.]

You okay, kid?

Chihaya Ohtori | Rewrite | Charlotte "Charlie" Gloria

[bonder]

[ It's raining out. But, on the upside, at least the bus stop is serving as a cover. Right now, though, the rain itself isn't really what's on her mind. To be honest, it wouldn't really be a probably for her to run home, but... ]

I really wish I had a jacket right now...

[ It's a bit hard to miss, but she's carrying a rather large, soaked, beat up box with the top flaps down so that the inside can be seen. And, if you listen closely, there's a distinct sound of mewing coming from the box... ]

[sunbright]

[ Guess who was really worried about why her foster sister returned home yet and went out to look for her with an extra umbrella just in case she was stuck somewhere in the rain. ]

... Charlie, you didn't...

Urahara Kisuke | Bleach

[mrsandalhat]

Option 1: [The line between looking like a unwashed hobo and artfully unkempt is a thin one. Today Kisuke's leaning towards the former, though thankfully he hasn't crossed it yet. There's the hint of stubble on his chin but his clothes are clean if wrinkled and he's not too smelly even if his hair is a bit of a mess.

Currently he's wandering through the park looking for a quiet place to read his book, having been kicked out of his lab and told to get at least 3 hours of sunshine before coming back. Sitting in the shade in the park will still count as getting some sunlight on him, right?]

Option 2: [Kisuke pressed the palm of his hand over his eyes, hoping that blocking out the sunlight will make the sudden migraine in his head stop. The black cat in front of him tilted his head curiously at the oddly behaving human in front of it, only to run off when Kisuke curled up in a ball on the ground, trying to stave off the sudden migrain in his head and the images that was dancing in front of his eyeballs.

Really, just what was that? He's always been told he had a good imagination, but a cat turning into naked woman was a bit much. Even if the naked woman was very pretty.]

[watchingyouasphyxiate]

[A teeny teenage girl had just been sashaying over to try her hand at greeting the black cat when it had run off.

She scowled and strutted up to where the cat had been. But she dispelled her disappointment with a friendly grin looking at the man on the ground.]

Hey! You're not scared of cats, are you, mister?

Ahim De Famille | Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger | Amelia "Ami" De Famille

[carryhope]

[Option A: Ami had not been expecting the storm when she left the house. The rain started when she was half way to the store. Luckily, she found a covered bus stop, but not before being caught in the sudden downpour. Well, at least she had the good fortune of not to wear white today, but it was difficult to move and sit in a drenched dress]

[Option B: She went to the Arts & Crafts fair to find a few new decorations for her family's cafe. Instead, Ami spent most of her time browsing stands, buying knickknacks, and snacking on over-salted pretzels. Ami was contemplating whether to get the knitted tea-cozy or the polka dotted vase. Her bag was filled to the brim with items that would be put in the basement or give to distant relatives as gifts]

[watchingyouasphyxiate]

[Geez, Norah hated getting soaked - and she hated getting her clothes wet, but the lesser of two evils!

She's gone seeking out a sheltered bus stop with her jacket removed and over her head. She feels rainwater soaking it through and weighing it down, and her arms are fr-r-reezing, but at least it'll keep her hair and her shirt dry as long as it needs do!

She scrambles straight under the overhead once she reaches the bus stop, falls back onto the bench, and pulls her legs up, hugging them to her - she'd gone out in shorts today.]

Br-r-r!

I thought it was gonna be warm!

[There's a little of a betrayed whine in her voice.]

Vanessa "Vin" Renoux (tentative name) | Mistborn trilogy

[doomedtheworld]

[Option A: As a runaway kid who fell between the cracks of the system, Vin isn't all that picky about where she gets her money. Although she avoids the sedier lines of work, the options she does pick don't always have the luxury of respecting other people's property or money. Maybe a move she made went sour and she's looking for a place to lay low, maybe she's in trouble with the law and you're the law, or maybe you're the one who's pocket got picked today.]

[Option B: Vin's powers are returning one by one with her Echoes and she has to try them out. The most recent ones to return are her powers with steel and iron, which tend to involve a few mid-air acrobatics and a lot of trial and error. She might need a hand getting the hang of things, or if she's really unlucky, fending off a monster attack with powers she hasn't quite mastered yet.]

[Option C: Any other random encounter! Caught in the rain, at the mall, out on the street. Anything you like if the above two don't catch your interest.]

! Vinvinvinvinvin-Sorry, I'm cultivating a Sazed voice but it's not quite ready yet

[butterfly_kindnesses]

[OOC: Also I need to rethink his reincarnation, because I simply don't have the knowledge to play an expert on even a few real-life religions. Anyway.

B]

[Sarah was just heading home, kind of taking her time about it. Something - a brush of wind? a rustle of cloth? - makes her look up.]

Eep!

[She ducks, despite the fact that the falling woman isn't headed all that close to her. After a moment she looks around and up again.]

Nepeta Leijon | Homestuck

[watchingyouasphyxiate]

SCENARIO 1 - The Park

[Norah de Leon is sixteen years old, and evidently sitting in a tree with a DS. She thought she spotted an odd thing earlier, and went climbing to spot for where it had gone - and when she hadn't, she found she enjoyed the view and pulled a visual novel from out of her pocket.

She hasn't quite noticed yet, but she looks a bit green.]

SCENARIO 2 - Arts & Crafts Fair

[There are many cute things to be collected here. She collects trinkets with feline motifs. And what luck - she finds a quaint little tea set, dull black but with a well-painted little tiger on the side of each cup!

She'll admire it for a little while before it'll inevitably be put in a box after her purchase.]

SCENARIO 3 - SUMMER CONVENTION!

[Norah saunters through the halls of a merchant section, observing art prints, plush toys... all dressed up as her favorite character from a 'Mons series. She is wearing a rather plastic, choppy magenta wig, and has put enough effort into coloring her eyebrows to match, considering they're naturally black-brown; a plush feline-ish 'mon hangs over her shoulder.]

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[lackinginfaith]

*Kari isn't one to judge about -- ahahahaha of course she is. She leans against the tree and looks up at the younger girl.*

What are you doing up there?

Eva Anitun and Umbra | OC Canon

[marblephantom]

(Your character is taking a walk through the park to relax after a long day. It is a rather calming experience. Just something about the park today seems rather soothing. After a bit, you come upon a a small girl no older than eight with pink hair and eerie yellow eyes playing with some seeds. Next to her stands a rather large black wolf that seems to survey the area, like a knight does while protecting a princess. The girl drops some seeds into the ground and covers them before laying her hands on the spot and dawning a look of concentration. Her hands glow a beautiful white for a few seconds before she stops looking exhausted. As she moves her hands you see there are now three flowers that look like they just bloomed. She beams.)

I did it! Crixus lookie lookie!

(The wolf turns and seems to smirk before a gruff voice comes out.)

It seems you're finally getting it Tina. Though I still don't see the point in such a power.

[peacefulwinter]

[Winter is, in fact, sitting on a park bench with a book, as is her norm; she's got an odd blue plushie cradled in one arm. The young girl's voice pulls her out of her book, though, and she sticks a bookmark in her book before turning her attention to her. Aaaand the wolf next to her. The... oddly docile wolf? In any event, she watches the seeds go into the ground and smiles... and then her mouth falls open in disbelief when they bloom into flowers, leaving her book behind and moving over to look more closely, paying Crixus no heed for the moment.]

W-wha... but... that's impossible...!

Protoman | The Protomen / Raul "Blues" Light

[hopediesalone]

OPTION A:

[It's mid-afternoon at a piano bar in Locke City, and this dour-looking gent on the piano is playing...

Is that Super Mario Bros. 3?

He's taking requests, anyway.]

OPTION B:

[Piano bar hasn't called, no cases...sigh. What's a PI got to do to get some damn work? So here's a guy waiting with his phone ready and a note on the door of his office saying he's out and to try alternate contact. So, chilling and walking around the mall in a longcoat and a tattered yellow scarf, waiting for some kind of alert from his phone.

He may or may not have one of these ridiculous fucking things in hand and a book sticking out of his coat pocket. Playin' Castlevania III.

Are you a passerby at the mall? Or are you a would-be client looking to get in touch with him?]

OPTION C:

[Whatever you like! Go go go.]

but no really option b

[thorny]

[Hikari happens to be a fellow shopper at the mall today, dressed to the nines and out searching for acceptable accessories. she's taken a break at the moment and is sitting on a bench when she spots the wannabe noir asshole wandering by her.

did he really think that he could get away with looking so conspicuous while playing something like that? she really has no idea, but she's certainly going to do something about it either way. nobody that absorbed in something should ever be left to alone.

it's pretty simple, after all. all it takes is for her to angle the parasol balanced between her knees down a bit and some patience. the umbrella is a long one today, and with that sort of unfocus it's bound to catch him up]

Simon the Digger | Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann | Simon Jenkins

[justadigger]

[Rainy day at the bus stop is generally a bad thing for most people, but this older fellow isn't most people. He's well-built for his age, obviously having done a lot of physical work in his life. His temples are greying, and coupled with his black hair, it gives him a distinguished look. At least as distinguished as one can be with messy hair made worse by the rain. One eye is cloudy and white, and his work clothes are pretty soaked, along with him. He's plunked down on the bench, dripping a bit onto the concrete, but he doesn't really seem bothered. Heck, he'll even strike up conversation with anyone else unlucky enough to be caught out in this.]

Hell of a day, huh?

[hopediesalone]

[Raul looks over at the older man when he speaks up, giving him a once-over. he knocks a wrinkle out of his coat, turning up his collar in an ineffectual gesture to shield against what little rain was getting into the stop shelter.]

That's for damn sure. Seen worse, but not lately. Did the forecast catch this?