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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun!

We also ask that you please pardon our dust. We're working very hard to get this game up and running and hope to be open by September 1st!

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[aile_noire]

There really was only one way to respond to the situation.

"That's disgusting."

Remilia stood, arms crossed with one eyebrow precisely raised. The comment was less of a jab than it would have been in the past, now more of an observation.

[musou_tensei]

And Reimu, of course, laughed. "That's almost gentle coming from you." He took the offer back, having another handful for himself. "It was a looong flight out here. I needed to recharge, yanno?"

[aile_noire]

That drew a little smile out of her. "But of course; I'm kind of heart. Wouldn't it be cruel of me to challenge you, when you're so very exhausted from your long journey of just sitting in one place?"

Remilia glanced at the couch, eyeing the crumb-y state. She reached out with a wing, after a moment, brushing the chip remains off the cushion—and oh dear lord the greasy things are clinging to her wing. She quickly brushed those off with her hand.

Know what, she'll just stand.

[musou_tensei]

Who needs brushing when you have powers? Reimu uses a small wave of fields to brush the crumbs closer to him, away from her. He'd get a vacuum after it later... but now, he didn't feel like getting up.

[aile_noire]

But there's still chip grease on the—oh, fine. It's been a while. It wouldn't do to fuss about her skirt too much.

"What a gentlemanly gesture. Next, will you lay your coat down for me?" Remilia jokes as she sits.

[musou_tensei]

"Ugh... talk like that and I'm sure your parents will start getting ideas again." Reimu still could not understand for the life of him why the Scarlets parents liked him. Trust him, sure, he'd proven that with Flandre. But showing up to their pod popping and suddenly he was in that kind of position? Whatever...

[aile_noire]

Well, that certainly got her to stop talking like that. For a long time, she thought the whole 'embarrassing parents' thing was only a cliche.

"My mother is only like that because we don't—didn't—get out much. She's just..." How to phrase this. "...optimistic about nearly everyone."

[musou_tensei]

"It was weird, the way she talked to me," No one had ever been that excited to meet him. Ever. Even as a super hero who did media appearances and had message boards dedicated to fangirling him back home. Nothing came close to how awkward that meeting with Madam Scarlet was.

[aile_noire]

Reimu, you're making it awkward. Stop making it awkward.

"Try living with her," Remilia muttered. She idly smoothed out a crease in her skirt. "Don't fall for her ruse. She's a calculating woman. No doubt she has a plot, already."

[musou_tensei]

"I'll take your word for it... I haven't got a lot of experience with mothers," Reimu sighed again. He didn't think about her as often as he used to, but the conversation had a swing in that direction, and of course she entered his mind. Closure wasn't ever as easy as people made it sound.

[aile_noire]

That wasn't any less awkward.

She was going to suggest that they stop talking about her mother, but now, that seemed like a little bit of a tactless deflection.

Instead, while Reimu was distracted by his thoughts, Remilia reached over and plucked the chip bag from his hands, peering in skeptically and holding it only with the tips of her claws.

"Honestly, with as much of this as you eat, I'd hoped you developed better tastes by now. Dump salt on a stick of butter and eat that, why don't you."

[musou_tensei]

"Hey, it's not like I make a lot of money, you know. Nicer things cost more and I live off donations," Reimu sighed, letting her have that bag while he cracked open a snack cake package.

[aile_noire]

Remilia hesitantly peered in the bag for a few more moments before setting it gingerly beside Reimu.

"Do you have anything sweet? That isn't," she made a vague gesture at the Hostess wrappers, "those?"

Because ew.

[musou_tensei]

"What, like candy or something?" Said with a mouth full of cake.

[aile_noire]

Reimu truly had no idea how far she had to lower her standards to associate with him, sometimes. His severe breach of etiquette did earn him a brief pointed look, but Remilia said nothing of it.

Though, that was his last free pass of the day.

"Yes, although chocolate is perfectly acceptable, too." Dear god, man, all she she wants is sugar that won't survive an apocalypse or three.