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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

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Nora Valkyrie | RWBY | 11th Grade

[not_together_together]

[A: Action; Danger Room]

Nora.... SMASH!

[Whump, and the final training dummy is hit with such force you can see the ripple in the air from the impact as the kinetic energy is released and air is displaced. If this equipment wasn't made for people with ridiculous abilities to beat up like this, you could imagine the state the room would be in from the way everything recoils from an impact like an explosion. Nora herself comes off the ground as she hits it, but lands on her feet a second later, swinging what appears to be a huge, probably very heavy warhammer that's almost as long as she is tall (and she's not very tall) onto her shoulder.]

... Ooooooo, it's still holding! [Apparently, she is not used to this idea, but it pleases her. She turns and waves in the general direction of the control room - whichever poor staffer got begged, prodded, pleaded, or cajoled into letting her have Magnhild back and take it out for a spin in a training environment is now being cheerily waved at as the training regimen shuts down.]

--

[B: Network; video!]

Good moooorninnng~ [Yes, she sings the 'morning' part. It's complete with a dramatic hand gesture. Yes, she's a morning person.] It's a fine Tuesday morning here at the Institute, and I just wanted to let everyone know that, yanno, the Friends of Humanity are being really mean, and this whole Mutant Registration thing is kinda looming, and everything looks really really bad, but the best possible thing just happened!

The cafeteria is serving pancakes this morning! Also I think I had a dream I was the Queen of Hearts in Alice in Wonderland, but I was playing croquet and I didn't send the ball flying three neighborhoods over! Ehehe, funny story about that... but I gotta go get breakfast now, so bye! [Yeah that's all she wanted to say.]

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[C: Action, around campus.]

[It appears as though Nora is looking for something. What, precisely, is not clear, but she's searching high and low, and for once isn't grinning... constantly. Just mostly. So have a pint-sized bruiser who is probably lifting up couches and maybe a car or two in the parking lot trying to search for... well whatever it is she lost. Ask her about it?]

A

[knowitallgoddess]

[Palutena was watching and when the regimen ended, she looked on in surprise! So much more could be done! A little rudely, she pushed the staffer aside and hit the button to start it back up again!]

Sorry, but I have to see something! Do you mind?

[not_together_together]

[Well, she had just folded Magnhild back up and was getting ready make the trek back across the grounds, when the lights dimmed again, and she heard the sounds and warning bells of a training program starting up again.

Which was unexpected, but Nora is nothing if not prepared for the worst, considering she was still on a combat high, so all she did was grin.]

You should've told me there was a part two! I would've kept the extra ammo! [She charged as soon as Magnhild finished unfolding, right back into the foray, like a tank is supposed to in an RPG party.

She wouldn't be able to abuse her rocket-jumping since she had before, but what did that matter? For now, she was just going to -]

FORE!

[- Wallop the closest training dummy as hard as she could, one foot skidding as she put her momentum behind a rather golf-like swing.]

[knowitallgoddess]

As for herself, Palutena focused on the girl and clasped her hands together. A halo lit up behind her head as she used her own abilities. Namely, doubling Nora's powers. As a downside, she got to hear Palutena's voice in her head.]

This is what I wanted!

[not_together_together]

[Well, probably the most opportune time to do that. Of course, even a voice in her head didn't stop that swing, and the next thing Nora knew, there was a shriek of metal as some kind of triple-ancillary reinforcement system failed and the training dummy was dislodged and sent skidding, heavily, into a nearby obstacle.]

... Woah.

[Of course, now that she had seen what she'd just done to the training dummy, it was time to address the voices in her head. She didn't think she was crazy, but then again she always knew she was a little weird and who in the world was talking to her...?]


Oh... I think I broke it. Um... and who is talking to me? Have I finally gone crazy? Is there something in the air? ... Am I just hungry? [Except, there was still a training regimen, and about the only thing Nora could see around was... things that were going to start shooting or flying at her soon, so of course the logical thing to do was continue on.

The danger room will probably look like a warzone before she's done with it.]

[knowitallgoddess]

[The entire place being rampaged was the whole point. The best point, really.

Yeah, she was probably going to get in trouble for this.]

Oh no, you're just in the Twilight Zone.

[not_together_together]

[Well that brought Nora to a halt - in safety that time. One of those 'hide behind a crate until the coast is clear' moments.]

The Twilight Zone? Isn't that just an old tv show? How did I get there? Ooo, am I going to be famous?

Re: Nora Valkyrie | RWBY | 11th Grade

[gregorydeegan]

Option A

Gregory had been giving himself a tour of this place, leaning heavily on his staff as he walked, his limp worse than usual today, his leg paining him. He stopped when he heard the familiar, and gleeful, sounds of destruction.

The glee that something hadn't broken, with the implication that it meant breaking it would be all the more fun had him turning his head. And he saw the way she was dressed, and the destruction. "RACHEL!?" he asked, over joyed. Then he saw her face and sank a bit. Ah well, not Rachel Hart, but who knew, this girl could be fun too. And she was kind of cute... Not that he would ever date anyone who reminded him so much of his best friend, that would just be weird.

[not_together_together]

Coming back in from training, no, Nora wasn't expecting to be mistaken for someone else, so it startled her a bit.

"Uh..." Well, but the guy looked disappointed, and even if it was a case of mistaken identity, it would be rude to just kind of... brush him off, so instead she grinned, rather chipper, held out her hand, and chirped, "Nope! I'm not a Rachel, though I think I was friends with one in elementary school. I can't remember if she was the one that I ate all of the cupcakes she brought in for the class party or not. But I am Nora! How are you?"

[gregorydeegan]

"Im feeling a bit lame at the moment," he teased lightly at his own expense. "I'm Gregory. You're pretty awesome."

[not_together_together]

"Lame?" Oh, right, walking stick. Which she notably didn't have. "Boo, bad pun. But! I am pretty awesome. You're probably pretty awesome, too, Greg! Can I call you Greg?"

[gregorydeegan]

"If you don't like puns, I'm pretty sure you wont find me awesome," he said, "but sure, you can call me Greg, I don't mind. So, what's your power?"

[not_together_together]

"I only do jokingly. If that's your thing, that's your thing. I can be friends with people that that's their thing!" and with that tongue twister - don't try saying it three times fast - complete, she grinned and thumped herself on the chest. "I hit things really hard. Okay, well, I guess I can pick up really heavy things and the like. Kind of like The Hulk! You've heard of The Hulk, right? Well, minus the going big, and green, and being really angry. Well, and probably not as strong as him, but if I ever meet him, I want to have an arm wrestling match!"

[gregorydeegan]

Okay, yeah, she was fun. He grinned at her, "You remind me so much of Rachel. One of her two favorite hobbies is breaking things... With her face." He grinned again. "My power is white fire, but only when I get all fired up!"

C

[jolie_aile]

Hey-!

[Flandre had been on that couch until this moment! And was busy reading and mostly oblivious to the rest of the world until the ground started moving.

She coiled and sprang off of the couch like a cat, claws digging into the poor book's cover even before she landed in a crouch on the lounge table.]

Que faites-vous?!

[She code switches when she's startled, okay.]

[not_together_together]

[The French goes right over her head. In fact, she's going to answer it in... uh. Well...]

Mjölnir!

[Uh. One of those Nordic languages. Kind of.]

Have you seen Mjölnir? [This is Very Important.]

[jolie_aile]

Qui?

[-wait fuck that wasn't English UH]

What? Who?

[Was that her pet? Or...workshop equipment? What would hammers be doing out here?]

[not_together_together]

I have the limited edition Thor action figure from two years ago, only 250 of them were put into circulation. When I moved some stuff around the other day, I moved it, too, but now I [...She stands up a little more with each word...] can't. Find. Mjölnir!

Oh this is such a tragedy. [Srs bsns.]

[jolie_aile]

[Blink

Bliiiink.]

What makes you think it's down here...?

[Flandre stayed more or less where she was, carefully removing each of her claws from the cover to hopefully keep from damaging the book more.

At the moment she was more concerned with not breaking the book.]

[not_together_together]

[Nora picks up the couch one more time and gives it a few shakes for good measure.] I have looked... all over my room and not found it there or anywhere, so I'm retracing my steps to all the places I've been the last couple of days!

[And then, it's like a switch, she realizes she's talking to someone else.] You haven't seen it have you? It's about this big [she makes a motion with her fingers] it's a hammer, of course, came with a real leather strap?

[jolie_aile]

[Flandre, on the other hand, was more half listening now. And grumbling something about hardcover damage.]

No. Why would it be under the couch, anyway?

B

[knowledgeandshadow]

[Patchouli, on the other hand, emphatically isn't a morning person at all. As such, she winces at the sudden and frankly unwelcome outburst of cheer.]

Must you be so... jubilant? [Patchouli sighs, before taking a sip of her morning coffee.]

And I fail to see how pancakes has anything to do with anti-mutant hatred.

Re: B

[not_together_together]

[And when she comes back to respond, she is already eating a mountain of pancakes. In fact, she has one in her mouth.

No, she doesn't care about table manners.]

Well, yanno. Anti-mutant hatred is bad, but pancakes are good! Besides, people need something to cheer them up when they're down and pancakes are awesome.

Re: B

[knowledgeandshadow]

[If you asked Patchy, it looked pretty obvious that table manners were something alien to this girl.]

...I'm not terribly certain there's any left for the rest of us now. [Because wow, that was a lot of pancakes.]

Re: B

[not_together_together]

Of course there is! [She downs another pancake.

In one bite.]

Pancakes are easy to make in bulk! And it's easy to get the ingredients for them!

The syrup, though... [Did we mention she coats her pancakes in syrup? Like. Coats.]