reapsthewind: (robot | me me me)
Christobel Starsky / Commander Starscream ([personal profile] reapsthewind) wrote in [community profile] saveyourbrain2013-06-03 11:19 pm
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[TEST] DRIVE IT LIKE YOU STOLE IT



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!
shortskirts: (rank climbing。)

RAMI AIKAWA | dolls

[personal profile] shortskirts 2013-06-04 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
( 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: (getting bored)

[personal profile] ursoreckless 2013-06-05 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]