Test drive

[theearth]

Scenarios:

> 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!
> It's raining men vi har paraply It's raining, so seek shelter... Or run into someone because your umbrella is blocking your view, or jump into puddles and get everyone else wetter than they should be.
> Grab a coffee or get a letter You're at work, whatever that is; a coffee shop perhaps, or maybe you work for the FBI or as a kindergarten teacher, or something else entirely. Either way, things happen - maybe you only do your job, but maybe the supernatural suddenly impacts you in ways that you didn't plan on...
> 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? Maybe you received something right in the middle of the street, or while riding the bus, at school, or maybe on a date...
> Wildcard/Etc. Make up your own!

Comments

sorry, yes, that was the thought!

[notbloody]

[And that really, really excites Floweregg. She has never met one of the mutant dogs, so her first, and quite logical, thought is that she might finally have found another numbered dog. There are way too many cats out there, they're kind of annoying - and birds, and a ferret, and a horse, and... - but a dog! The only issue is just that the other dog's owner is also there, and who knows if they are numbered...

Her own mistress is, but who knows about the other's?

So she'll try to act more or less like a normal dog as she sits her butt down a few feet away from the other dog and looks up at it expectantly.]

[my_style]

[the german shepherd regards Floweregg for a few moments. This other dog... she smells different too. Not in the same way she herself smells different, but enough to catch her attention.

Deciding to test the waters, she steps forward, and stares intently into Floweregg's eyes to see how she'll react]

[notbloody]

[........why are you getting so close uh.

But! Stella told her to stop being scared and stand her ground more, so she'll try doing that. And then take a step forward to sniff at him, because he doesn't really smell normal at all. And all numbered animals that she met so far were really nice...]

[my_style]

((OOC: Rena is a girl.))

[Rena continues to sniff as well, which results in their snouts bumping into each other. Surprised, the shepherd stumbles back, tripping and flopping onto her hind legs]

[notbloody]

[ooc: aksjdfhasd sorry!]

Are you okay?

[Worriedly closing the distance and looking up at the larger dog, FLoweregg for a moment forgets that she's technically still investigating.]