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!
shortspoken: (what is a mall)

[personal profile] shortspoken 2013-07-20 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah-!

[ The shock of anyone - anyone, least of all a lone kid who can't even be out of high school yet - daring to do such a thing is enough to make Annabel let go of Alan's hand with a pained gasp. She stumbles back, raises a hand to touch her lower lip, and her mouth drops open in outraged surprise as she realises there's blood there.

Yes. That was an actual expression on her face. HOLY SHIT.

Her features soon rearrange themselves into their usual cold linefacey selves, though, albeit with more fury than before. She mad. She super mad. And now that Alan has committed assault (hah!), she has the authority to take him down.

Again. ADVANCE OR ABSCOND?
]
wirsinddiejager: (out of my way livestock)

[personal profile] wirsinddiejager 2013-07-20 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[For the sake of Alan's health and safety, it is incredibly fortunate that he has not yet regained his past life's fighting spirit. For now, at least, he understands that sometimes discretion is the better part of valour. And now is definitely one of those times.

He grabs the painting (probably smudging it even more than Annabel would have done, but it's okay when he's the one doing it) in one hand, the backpack in another, and runs.
]