shabadoobie touch to [TEST DRIVE]

[hopediesalone]

HERE WE GO AGAIIIIIN

Here's a few options, ganked from the last one and still as shamelessly stolen from even earlier versions.

> 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

Very nice! Test Strike! FABULOUS!

Comments

[strikeraid]

[ Skyler makes a face and starts inching away, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling it over his nose. ] Yuck. Where's it coming from? Are you clean? Hell if I catch Belieber fever.

[youngestone]

[He holds his hands up]

I ducked in Cinnabon before they got near me. You could hear them next county over, I swear.

[strikeraid]

Cinnamon instead of Bieber-stank. The lesser of two evils. [ He shrugs ] If they're gonna be like that, at least we'll get some warning.

[youngestone]

No kidding. But, seriously dude, how much gel is in your hair that the rain didn't get it?

[strikeraid]

Uuuh. [ He scratches at his face. ] Didn't I say I'm saving the world? That means I'm the main character. And that means I get perfect hair forever. Duh.

[youngestone]

Yeah, in video games maybe. Seriously, how much?

[strikeraid]

[ Oooh... to bullshit or to not bullshit. Either way, he'll stink. ]

-- You caught me. This is two jars of industrial grade hair glue. [ He is pretty careful not to actually touch his hair because if he does it might become obvious that that shit be soft and supple as a baby's butt. ] This shit practically reflects water and definitely poisoned the Gulf of Mexico.

[ ... Now might be a good time to disengage. He didn't realize that this kid would be so observant. ] What's your name again? Kevin? Julian?

[youngestone]

[Hey, when you don't have a lot a friends, you people watch.

He makes a face at those names]

Killian. S'Irish.

[strikeraid]

Riiight, Jillian. [ that one... would be on purpose. sorry, he's too cool to get names right. ]

I'm gonna check on the rain. I don't want to be in the same building as a bunch of Beliebers forever.

[youngestone]

Killian, or else I get to call you Spiky.

[As they bicker, thunder rolls]

...well, I'm not going outside.

[strikeraid]

Yeesh, all right already. Let's not do pet name territory. Killian. Right.

[ ... WELL SHIT. ]

Could just be the thunder. It's gotta let up sometime. [ he says as a second rumble crashes almost right over them. HAHA. ]

[youngestone]

[He just gives Skyler a Look]

If by "sometime" you mean "tomorrow".

[strikeraid]

[ sweating intensifies Skyler sighs and rolls his eyes. ]

Wanna hang out? [ Because it'd be weirder trying to avoid him than just biting the bullet and hoping he doesn't blow his cover. ]