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saveyourbrain2013-03-13 07:52 pm
theearth) wrote in saveyourbrain2013-03-13 07:52 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME: At the Mall
THE MALL
It's where all the cool kids hang out and you can be a cool kid too.
How it Works
Due to the nature of Save the Earth, it's a more complicated process to play in than most other games. With this in mind, it can't hurt to experiment a little.
Post your character and in the comment share a few details regarding their reincarnation. Repeat if you have multiple ideas you want to try out, as many as you like. It's also suggested that you set a scene and there's a few prompts below to help there, but think outside the box if you like. Then tag around to other threads and help your fellow prospective players to test out their characters and the variations on them. Don't be afraid to presume a little CR to make a scene flow more freely, or to assume an Echo or two.
If you have an app, complete or in progress, you might want to link it.
Prompts
Chilling
There's no particular goal in mind to being here, but it's a nice place to sit around.
Browsing
The mall is made for shopping and that's just what you'll do.
Working
The place doesn't run on wishes, but takes hard work.
The Movies
There are other things to do in the mall besides shop. Are you there with a friend or are you that one guy who won't shut up?
Crime Pays
$59.99 for Call of Duty? Time for the five finger discount. Or think bigger.
Alien Invasion
The Martians* are attacking! They want our brains/world/women/hot dogs. Take these freaks out, or cower in terror.
Stake
Mysterious goings on have made it seem suspicious goings on are occurring after hours at the mall. Someone is investigating, but are you with a partner or are you the mysterious thing yourself?
Meeting with Witnesses
Tensions are high and you don't trust the person you're meeting not to try something dangerous unless it's in public.
Taking Shelter
One of the dangerous foes to mankind has caused a gigantic blizzard. Its been days since it began and... now what?
*Martians are not actual Save the Earth villains.
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[Browsing]
[Why is there a clearly middle-aged man staring down an aisle of brightly-colored (read: pink) stuffed unicorns, ponies, and teddybears, you might ask?
...The answer is perhaps a little less mundane than one might expect: He's simply a clueless father, looking for a suitable gift for his eleven-year-old daughter for her upcoming birthday.
And mundane is certainly the kind of distraction he could use about now, after that bizarre....whatever-it-was back at the station the other day. Something about companies and Heroes and the name Wild Tiger, which he couldn't shake the feeling was supposed to be his--the kind of thing he'd read in comic books and watched movies about when he'd been a kid. Kotetsu's first thought had been that someone had spiked his coffee as a prank, but there'd been that number that stuck around in his head and the random message-board thing that'd appeared on his napkin when he'd distractedly scribbled the number there during lunch...
It was all ridiculous. And at least for today, he was going to pretend none of it had ever happened. Everything's as normal, dammit.]
They sure give these things weird names, nowadays....[Picking one up and eyeing it with great oyaji judgment] Lady Twinklypuffkins? Really?
[Putting it back on the shelf....and for some reason even he can't quite name, shying away from the neon pink teddy bears next to it.]
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[And approaching is a young man clearly having an argument - or rather trying to placate the arguing party - over the phone.]
Look, we've only been on a couple of dates, sweetie, isn't it a bit silly to be jealous of-
[Apparently he was hung up on, because he sighs and gives his phone an irate look before stuffing it in his pocket, muttering something about "never seeing you again". He shakes his head with a sigh and then joins the other man looking at the stuffed toys. He apparently overheard his comment despite his phone call, because he smirks and holds up another pony.]
Does Princess Sparklerosy appeal more?
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Not that he's really ever had a similar experience--he's one of those rare special snowflakes that actually does find love at first sight, whose "first love" is their only love, really, because it's a sensation that's never been duplicated.
(He still wears his ring, even though it's been seven years since she passed.)
But it's familiar enough, from his high school days. Antonio was often griping about girl troubles, after all. Still, it's none of his business, and Kotetsu fully intends to let the stranger pass without a word when he realizes he's being addressed. And...just eyes that pony because good lord, were those glitter-filled tie-dye roses on its back. And how the toy company even managed to get so many braids into that mane he doesn't even want to know.]
...Geez, whatever happened to the simple names like..."Fluffy", or "Biscuit"?
[He has no idea if there were ever toy ponies called by those names, okay, but he's pretty sure these toys didn't always have names that were nearly as long as his own in full.
...That's when he notices the name badge on Fay's shirt, and he realizes he should perhaps ask help because he is clearly in over his head here.]
Oi, if you're not too busy, could you help an old man out for a sec?
[Not that he's that old, but. He has been on the police force for nearly twelve years, and some of his younger co-workers like to give him shit about it sometimes.]
I'm looking for a birthday gift for my kid. D'you uh, think a soon-to-be eleven-year-old would be into this kinda stuff, or would she've outgrown it by now?
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I ain't actually working here, sugar, that's my whatchmadoodle from the coffee shop, but sure I can help you out.
[He returns the pony to the shelf, smiling.]
And trust me, of I'd've gotten a stuffed toy when I was eleven, I would've pitched a right fit.
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[She's normally as quiet as can be, but seeing this man and his hopeless search...it's like trying to throw a life preserver out to sea. Clearly he has no taste, and a young person like herself can direct him to a much better area.]
Which means that their marketing is for a very young audience, maybe with the promotion of girls should like pink and cute things.
[She blinks slowly, and looks up at him.]
Are you just looking? Or really trying to find something?