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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

Hello, True Believers!

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!


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[1]

[thermometer]

Perhaps more accurately, it's his last couple dollars; Olivia's entirely too responsible to trust Yasaburo anywhere near her money. Unfortunately for the both of them, however, her wallet has gone missing.

...Then again, that could be just as easily be her last couple dollars after all.

Calmly, she walks up behind him, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Hey, hate to spoil the ending like this, but none of them is your card. Trust me, I've seen this movie." She swipes the money off the table, wishes the kind gentleman a wonderful day, and pulls Yasaburo aside. Thankfully for him, her patience knows few bounds.

"You really do need to start being more careful, you know that?"

prose is fine!

[mr_badguy]

Sol looked up and his expression soured, if that were possible. Women. Always women. It's not that he particularly disliked women in general, it's just that they tended to cause him more trouble than anything.

On top of that, this woman was asking for one of his cigarettes. If he said no, he'd never hear the end of it. If he said yes, he'd have to put up with unwanted company. Fuck it, it was easier to give her the cigarette.

"Don't expect the favor twice," he said as he pulled one from his pack.

She would find it already lit, even. The one benefit of having pyrokinesis is that you're never without a lighter...though he really just manipulated the flame from his lighter, but shhh.

[mr_badguy]

[Grumble frump. People he didn't want around. He had a lighter, but he wasn't about to tell Slayer that. Instead, he used the lighter to create a fireball in his hand.]

Good enough for you?

[mr_badguy]

That's better. Was that so hard?

[not_together_together]

"Ohhh, I see. That's why you look a little older than people here," and in a surprising display of tact, she says nothing about the fact his hair is white. She lets go of his hand and stands at, what appears to be attention, looking right up at him. "Well, and you're really tall."

She is not. Nora is stuck at all of just barely 5'1". It makes the fact she can one-hand lift a car surprising to... mmmost people.

"Thaaat would also be why I haven't seen you around! But that's less fun. You college guys have such a different schedule than the high school. I mean, it's not bad, but what if some people wanted to talk to the older students about what the college is like and stuff - oh hey, is that a comic book?"

Annnd there goes Nora, sticking her nose right in the middle of the stack of books. It looks thin and magazine-y and comic-book-y. Maybe it's not, but it's got her attention either way.

[whatsatisfiesme]

"People like that never mind much about just one soul, do they?"

For "people like that," read "humans."

In truth, though, Gilbert can't muster much contempt under the ironic tone he puts on then. For one, the slight tremble his voice has taken on makes it hard to carry off, and, for another, he's much too busy leaning himself up against Liir as soon as he settles down. Just shoulder to shoulder, though he inclines his head like he's considering resting it against him, too.

He's not particularly warm through his winter clothes, but it'll have to do.

"Mmn."

[velvetson]

First time someone's called him really tall - he's 5'10". Tall enough here, at least, but still... The hair, however, he's become fairly used to getting comments on. So there's a little bit of a surprised look there, which he brushes off his face quickly as the rush of chatter continues.

"It's only to be expected, but in this situation, I'd be glad to -" He's a spot lost trying to keep up. "Excuse me? Comic? I-" What could he even have that - oh! A glance across at what he's carrying and he remembers one of the things he picked up. "Oh, do you mean that magazine? Part of my research." History, to be precise.

[not_together_together]

"Oh. It looked like the second volume of the X-Ray and Vav complete collection," well, yes, now that she looks, it is a magazine. Darn. "Lots of big books here. Do you have a big paper due soon, then? I'm probably interrupting."

Yep. Rapid-fire changes of topic, Nora not really thinking before she does stuff, and a pint sized girl that can toss around large, heavy objects like they're nothing. Theo certainly has made a unique friend!

And no, she's not giving up on the friends thing.

[velvetson]

Theo's ... starting to notice that much. Well.

"Rather big, yes. But there's no need to worry - you're hardly bothering me." He's got this! He can handle it! ... Okay, he probably does need to get some sleep sometime while he's doing it, but such things are minor details that shouldn't concern either of them.

Really.

[goldentouch]

Basically, yes, that's it. No getting better without putting in the effort.

[Swoosh! There's five. He can feel himself getting back into the zone now.]

I dunno, not long. Fifteen minutes, half hour, somewhere in there.

Re: [1]

[buttwarmed]

"But..." He gave her a heart-rending look, no powers needed, that would have provoked a tear out of Hannibal Lecter. "Please, trust me on this?"

Yasaburo knew hustling. He could get them there by passing leaves off as cash to a cabby but he'd rather do it to someone who'd signed up for the game to begin with, so to speak.

[goldentouch]

Well, I always did wonder if I could pull off a beard.

[He strokes his chin. Still a bit stubbly in that area, but it's getting there.]

...Mind if I ask how you turn it off, though? This is really starting to itch.

[thermometer]

...God dammit, kid. She wants to tell him No Means No, what with the fact that she needs to be setting an example, but she really is a sucker for the sad tanuki eyes.

She hands over one dollar, but holds onto the rest. "This is my bus fare right here. Make it count, or I hope you've got good walking shoes."

[friendofdorothy]

Liir stiffens, then relaxes. No doubt his natural tendency to be a wallflower isn't helped much by his recently manifesting secondary power. An errant hair and he could find himself involuntarily reliving Gilbert's memories, a blur of intimate details, if his centering exercises don't work.

"Yes, it's usually our collective souls. They're much less messy in the abstract."

But then, Liir finds people in general the same way, mutant or baseline. Easier to apprehend in a book than live. Case in point: He's looking at the grey, slushy sky rather than Gilbert, even though he's definitely not hard to look at.

[buttwarmed]

He beams a thousand watt smile at her and goes to work. Which is good as the hustler had been insistently calling him back.

He went through the obligatory 'just for fun' games. Then he bet the dollar. And when he turned the card up...it was the wrong card, but noone would know that, as he was using his power. As far as they could tell it was the right one. He bet again and again, allowing himself to lose a few times but steadily gaining until he had a respectable little pile of money and the hustler was sweating.

"Meet me at the bus terminal." He whispered. He knew how this would end and he was prepared but he didn't want to risk her life too.

[thermometer]

If there's one thing Olivia hates, it's confrontation. However, she's not about to go anywhere without him. The whole reason she's here, after all, is to keep an eye on him so he doesn't get into trouble. That, and she cares too much about her fellow students to see any of them put themselves at risk... at least, not more than they have already.

"I'm not in any hurry if you're not." She may not want to use it, but if she has to, she does have an escape plan if things go south.

[dandyelegance]

Thank you, good sir.

[It took a lot to shake Slayer up, so the fireball didn't bother him. He carefully lit his pipe and puffed.]

Quite an ability you have there.

[not_together_together]

"No? Alright," she looks at the books, looks at him, and realizes she has no actual topics to continue this conversation and it's about to get awkward, quickly.

"Um! ... But do you ever read comic books?"

Wow. An actual, cyclical thought for once.

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[mr_badguy]

[There was already someone there having a smoke. Sol may as well have lived out here with how much he smoked. He raised his head when he heard someone coming and looked around. He didn't say anything just yet, but kept on his guard.]

[mr_badguy]

Eh, more trouble than it's worth. [He took a drag from his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke.] If that's all you needed, you can go.

[stillinthedark]

[Eddie was about to light up when he spotted the teacher. Oh, shit. Maybe he could pretend he was just passing through. But then he saw the cigarette hanging out of the old man's mouth.]

Not gonna rat me out, are you?

[May as well join him for a bit.]

[dandyelegance]

[Slayer shook his head.]

Not up for any conversation, I see. That's unfortunate.

[You can go now Slayer. Um, why aren't you leaving? shoo.]

[soundandfurry]

Turn it... off? -She tilted her head in confusion.-

[musou_tensei]

Anyways, the point is, you need to find some way of getting that energy out without tearing down the whole facility in the process.

[echoing_sutras]

Same! Pink, green, and black is, like, my favorite combination!