LET'S [test] DRIVING

[cava]

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. Here's a few options, all stolen shamelessly from previous iterations.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU


or make up your own whatever this is basic and just for the purposes of getting a new test drive up.

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[warriorsaint]

[There is currently, that is to say at this late evening hour after most people have gone home, quite a sight to be seen in the park. Somewhere out of sight, around a bend in a rock garden and some distance off the trail, a woman who stands holding an enormous guandao.

It's a beautiful weapon, and it fits right into Sheng Xiaoyun's hands. Despite its weight, she has no trouble handling it. She is, after all, quite tall and very fit, a national martial arts champion and a decorated police officer: she was built to fight since she was young. But this weapon, this weapon fits in a way that staves and guns never have, and that unnerves her more than anything.

She had found this quiet spot in order to give it a trial swing, which is impossible to do in her small apartment. Now she stands with her eyes closed and breathes with the blade, waiting for the right moment.]