[test] THIS WEATHER IS RIDICULOUS

[espigeonage]

Random scenario test drive meme. Some prompts:
> Ah god it's so hot and muggy how awful!
> The worst thing about summer cold snaps: you don't usually have your windbreaker handy because it's been so damn hot.
> The wind is perverse and trying to steal your things and/or crash stuff into you.
> It's raining wet vermy-things, as if the hail and possible storm wasn't bad enough. Now you have rain-echoes to deal with, at best.
> A nice day? I guess those exist?

So where are you?
> Caught way out in the open! At the beach, in the steet, at a fair, anywhere.
> Taking shelter! Bus stop, club you wouldn't normally frequent, bridge underpass, any port in a storm, any shade from the deathsun.
> In the mall or somewhere comfortably out of the elements, you lucky sunuvanek.
> Somewhere... else? idk, do what you want!

Have at thee!

Comments

[enrages]

[ The weatherman is always a lie. He always lies, and even when he's lying and you can expect him to be lying, the things he's lying about are lies upon lies upon lies and this logic is escaping me.

Basically, Karson is prepared for all weather at all time. He has a place in his backpack for an umbrella. He has a little coat stuffed in there, a water bottle in case it gets too hot, and Crocs just in case an apocalypse breaks out. He puts every girl scout to shame with how prepared he is for any and all situations.

Usually, it just means he lugs around extra weight wherever he goes. Sometimes, though, very rarely, his overpreparedness comes in hand. Like right now. Especially when he sees this loser. ]

Hey. [ Karson joins Travis under the bus stop, holding his umbrella to block all the water pouring off the top. Even if he was prepared for this weather, it didn't mean he enjoyed walking in it. ]

'Sup?

[summit]

[ He jumps. Naturally, too consumed in trying to figure out a way home to properly pay attention to his surroundings. ]

Oh, hey Karson. [ shoving sopping mohawk out of his eyes. ] Not much just, uh... [ well. ] Just waiting, for the rain to let up. Sup with you?

[enrages]

Same here. [ Here, look, now you're also protected from roof runoff splashes via umbrella. Share the wealth. ]

It's been a shit day, though. Five dollars say we're stuck here all night.

[summit]

[ WHAT A PAL. He's grateful for it, lifting the bag up and holding it more securely against his chest. ]

I don't usually make bets, that I know I'm going to lose. [ Sigh. ] It was supposed to be clear all day.

[enrages]

What a load of shit that turned out to be. [ counter siiiigh ]

Want me to walk you home? Or wherever the fuck you're going? It'd better not be on the other side of the city, I swear to god.

[summit]

Uh... [ Looking over at the rain. Looking back down at the books. ] We can just wait it out, for a bit. I mean, I can. You don't have to stay if you're going somewhere. Or at all. It's like, uh, a twenty minute trip.

[enrages]

Yeah, I can wait. Don't feel like going home right now, honestly. So yeah, no problem.

[ god why does karson always have to suck at conversations where he's not angry or shouting.... ]

What'd you buy?

[summit]

The latest issues of, uh, My Little Bunny and Adolescent Justice Warriors. [ Um. ] I'd offer to let you read them, but I think that they would probably, realistically, get ruined once they're out of the bag.

[enrages]

I would definitely not want to read that, sorry. Too kiddy for me. You should probably take some time to read more mature shit.

[summit]

Oh yeah, like what? [ PFFT. What could be more mature than the evil shapeshifter bunnies kidnapping all the bunnylings and holding them captive to eat them later? Nothing! That's what. ]