[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!

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vyse | skies of arcadia

[unimpressive]

[It's a scorching hot day, ridiculously so, perfect for staying in somewhere, directly in front of a fan the whole time. Any and all desire to go out is quickly quashed.

One Vaughn Inglebard, however, has had his plans for staying in completely and utterly ruined. Instead, the day finds him pounding on the door to his, currently empty, house.]

Come on! Open.

[aetos]

[There is really no place Roy would rather be than out of the heat. He can practically feel his skin sizzling under the sunlight and is currently on the way back to his own house...when he sees Vaughn yelling at his door.

...What the hell is going on.]

What are you doing?

[unimpressive]

[...Oh. Wait. He knows that voice.

Vaughn whirls around, practically mid-pound, pressing his back to the door.]

Heh. I kind of... locked myself out.

[aetos]

[...What can he even say to that.]

...Seriously?

[unimpressive]

[Hey, it could totally happen to him, too!

He slumps slightly against the door, raising a hand to wipe sweat from his forehead.]

I just came out of the house for a minute! [Wait for it.] ...And forgot my key.

[aetos]

[Roy is responsible. >:C

He leans to the side slightly, checking for any sort of transportation near the house.

None whatsoever, except for Vaughn's. Well, that can't be good.]

...Parents aren't home, I guess.

[But seriously, Roy needs to get out of this fucking heat.]

[unimpressive]

[Disgustingly responsible, that's what! >:C

Roy's observation isn't the slightest bit comforting. He pushes away from the door, but quickly thinks better of it, not the slightest bit interested in getting out under the sun.]

They just left an hour ago. They won't be back for a while...

[A pause before he grins, although it's a tad strained.] ...Wanna try the window?

[aetos]

[...Did he just get pulled into this.]

Do I want to?

[unimpressive]

[Of course he did.

Vaughn nods, gaining confidence now, before pushing off the door again and beginning to wander over to the side of the house.]

Yeah! Do you wanna try a window? It's too hot to stay out here.

[aetos]

[He should just go. Just turn around and walk away. Vaughn might get mad but he'll forget about it in about a week anyway.

...But that's his friend, even if he is...him. Roy can't in good conscience leave him to melt outside his house.

....Ugh-] Fine. [Curse his bleeding heart.] Let's just be quick about it. I don't feel like staying out here much longer.

[unimpressive]

[Well, that's a relief. For a moment there, he almost thought Roy would refuse. But he wouldn't do that, would he?

...Of course he wouldn't. Even if he does complain, they're still friends and he still goes along with him when he drags him out. Usually. Part of the time.]

Great! We can use the tree to reach my parents' room if all the ones downstairs are locked. Come on, help me!

[He doesn't wait for a reply-- he just tries the nearest one. ...And it's locked. Whoops.]

[aetos]

[He has made a terrible mistake.

But too late now. Roy can't quite suppress a sigh at this state of affairs, but he does, at least, walk in front of him to try the next window in line.

Locked. Of course. They're going to have to climb the tree he just knows it.]

Are you sure the one upstairs is even open?

[unimpressive]

[Having someone join him in this endeavor, in turn, has Vaughn in a perfectly cheerful mood now. It'll all work out! Somehow. He just knows it.

...Even though the next window he tries is also locked. And the next one. He's quickly running out of windows here.

He stops in front of the newest locked window and, after a moment's pause, his voice as confident as ever...]

It should be! It's on the second floor, why would my parents lock it?

[aetos]

[Misery loves company. Disgusting, sweaty yuppie company.

Fair enough, Vaughn. But on the other hand-]

Why wouldn't they?

[unimpressive]

[Even disgusting, sweaty hipsters appreciate company in their misery.

He turns to face Roy, hands on his hips. Damn, that's a good question...]

Because... Because no one's going to climb that tree and get in! And I was here anyway!

Come on, it should be fine!

[aetos]

[He tries the last window. Locked. Of course. Roy can't quite suppress a sigh.]

Well, we're about to climb that tree. I hope for your sake you're right.

[If he has to call the ambulance because you fell out of a tree and broke your leg or something again, he's not spending any more money on Get Well Soon cards for you.]

[unimpressive]

[Come on, that only happened like once. Twice. ...Maybe?

With Roy's agreement though, he's instantly 200% less defensive. Score.]

We'll be all right! Haven't I climbed this tree a ton of times? [And if it is locked...] It won't be locked!

[That said, he heads straight for the tree.]

[aetos]

Yeah. I remember you falling out of it a ton of times, too. [Ugh, whatever. WHATEVER. IT'S TOO HOT TO ARGUE. Roy trudges over to the tree.]

Want me to stay down here or follow you up?

[unimpressive]

[Aww, did he really have to remind him of that? He's totally fine now!] I climbed it more times than I fell off it!

But if we're going in, you're gonna have to climb up, too. [Because opening the door from the inside just doesn't register as a possibility, apparently. As he says it though, he's already getting some solid footing on the tree, pulling himself up.]

What are you gonna do down there? Come with me!

[aetos]

[He could stay down and bask in the shade. 8(

Or go home. Sigh.]

Alright, alright. I'm coming. [His nice clothes are going to be all ruined. Roy waits for Vaughn to move out of the way before hoisting himself up fairly easily. Much more easily than you'd expect from a disgusting yuppie-in-training.

Being Vaughn's friend since childhood will, of course, give a person plenty of practice in navigating obstacles.

[unimpressive]

[But that's boring. 8(

Vaughn doesn't bother to look down to check how Roy-- or his clothes-- is faring. He's climbed enough trees with him to know he'll be fine. Then again, he's also overconfident enough to be wholly convinced nothing will go wrong.

He hoists himself up once he reaches the window, reaches for it, pulls... and accomplishes absolutely nothing.

..............Oh.]

...It's locked.

[aetos]

[By the time Vaughn figures out the window is locked, Roy is behind him, straddling the branch. He can't even be surprised that their little adventure turned out this way, and...well, he doesn't want to gloat or anything, but-]

I told you.

[unimpressive]

Yeah, yeah, shut up! [He huffs, though there's no real heat behind the words. This is totally unfair. Why did he have to forget his keys?

With a groan, he leans his head against the window, ignoring Roy for the moment. Breaking a window would be a majorly bad idea, wouldn't it? Even he knows that.]

It's not that cool up here either.

[aetos]

[Yes, breaking the window would be a bad idea. Though all things considered, it's looking like a tempting option.

This is just great. It's not like Roy forgot his keys, why does he have to be stuck out here t-

Oh. Duh.]

Do you just want to come to my house until your parents come back? Mom and David are out for the day, anyway.

[He and his stepfather might have finally worked out their differences, but you still couldn't pay Roy to call him "Dad".]

[unimpressive]

[Vaughn is an adult. He's eighteen years old as of a few months ago and he is going to college and he can drive and he's an adult who can take care of himself even when things get tough and--

--And he's going to run to his friend's house while his mom and stepdad are away to get out of the heat, because he locked himself out of his own house while his parent's were away.

It's too hot to do otherwise.

He barely wastes a moment before he's nodding, motioning for Roy to move so he can climb down the tree.]

Them, too? Heh, then they won't mind if we're there for a while, will they?

Let's go!