justhugalready | Test Drive Meme!

Welcome to the Rekindle Test Drive!
Trying to see if a character will fit or work in the setting? Need some interaction samples? Well this meme is for you!

Make a post, tag around, and most importantly, have fun! Here's the setting page for those who want to learn a little more about the city itself.

~~Then don't forget to go reserve your character in a week when they open.~~

Here's some prompts to help you get started, if you need it:

Option 1

[The midsummer heat is still in full swing. But that's okay - enterprising residents on the riverbanks are renting out innertubes for you to float along the cool waters in. The catch? They're innertubes for two, and you're sharing with the person ahead of/behind you in line! Get nice and cozy, you two.]

Option 2

[There's something odd about some of the shops in the third district. There doesn't seem to be any pattern - it's something that can be found in all sorts of establishments. But if you see the twin daisy sign in the window, it turns out that you can get a discount when making a purchase with someone else. It could be someone you know, or someone new entirely, but so long as you both reach the checkout at the same time, you get the discount - a pretty substantial one too! So hey, look and see if there's anyone else shopping with you! Could be a great way to stretch the allowance you've been given.]

Option 3

[Even if there are no children among the natives, it doesn't stop the adults from being a little immature - or maybe the heat's just getting to them. If you glance around, you might notice almost-hidden baskets of water balloons, tucked under benches and against trash cans...

If you didn't notice, though, it might be an awful surprise when one hits the back of your head. And when you whip around to look - well, it's probably not immediately obvious who the culprit is. Will you brush it off, yell and scream, or take revenge on the town at large?]

Option 4

[Whoops. Looks like you haven't taken the cautionary words of the other NPCs to heart, or maybe you just wanted to take your chances. Either way, the withdrawal symptoms have started and you need to find someone to hug quickly before you get even more sick.]

Option 5

[If there's something else you wanted to play with, that you didn't see here, then have fun with that. You've just arrived in a strange city, after all. There's got to be plenty to explore out and about, not to mention people to meet.]

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[Hey look, it's a redhead with his arms full of groceries -

And have a confused look.]

Uh... Aren't you getting anything else?

[A redhead? Satoshi has made a terrible mistake.

More linefacing emotionlessness.] This is fine.

[He has more at home. Like instant ramen. And instant curry. But actually saying this would be so many more words.]

[A redhead. Ember's face says that that is not fine, you idiot, you're going to starve, which is a good indicator that Satoshi has edged dangerously close to activating the sass.]

You can't even make decent toast with that! At least get butter or something. Cinnamon. Jam. Ringing a bell?

[The lineface comes harder. NO ONE TELLS HIM HOW TO LIVE HIS LIFE EXCEPT HIS DNA maybe that wasn't the best counterargument.

But he is unflinching in the face of a redheaded mother.] I have things at home.

[He does have butter at home. Not so much with the cinnamon or jam. Making lunch is effort.]

[Satoshi you're talking to the guy who makes sure Sync eats. Star for effort though.]

Gee, I wonder why I don't believe that.

[Lunch isn't that difficult! Breakfast is harder. You have to cook while you're only half-awake.]

[Mild irritation. Milder than how Asbel likes his curry.]

It's fine if you don't.

[Three guesses who doesn't eat breakfast.]

[No bets on that one, but don't tell Ember. A healthy breakfast is an important part of the day!]

You know, the starving artist thing isn't actually so glamorous. You kind of wind up hungry a lot.

[And on that note he's going to start piling stuff from his arms into your, sorry, Satoshi. There's chicken and potatoes and butter and cheese in your load now, plus a bottle of some kind of sauce.

(but Ember is keeping the shrimp.)]

I'm not an artist.

[...Yes, Satoshi. That's the part you respond to.

For his part, he just passively stands there and lets Ember dump food into his arms. He has no idea what to do with most of this, but a person is doing the thing and Satoshi has decided it's not worth it to argue.]

[...Fucking really, kid.]

The emphasis was more on the starving part.

[Luckily Ember will let him do without the heavy sack of rice. A box of pasta goes onto the load, though.]

...You need a basket.

[At this point he is sort of covered in stuff. He looks towards the baskets. He tries to decide if he can put all of this into the basket without breaking something.

He decides that is a no.]

I can't hold one like this.

That's why you put things in the basket.

[Setting down the bag of rice and his shrimp to rearrange ur shit. Look he fit everything but the bread in there. Magical. A jar of strawberry jam gets in there somehow too.]

Thanks.

[He picks up the basket. He sort of pauses. Strawberry jam? Huh. That might be nice on toast.

All right, stuff gotten.]

Is that all?

...You really have no idea how to take care of yourself.

[Come on kid we need to get vegetables for your skinny, 90s anime ass. No carrots.]

I've lived alone for years.

[Therefore, he can take care of himself. On the grounds that he isn't dead yet.]

Seriously?

[This face says "how are you not dead yet." A seven year old raised in a church is better at life than you, Satoshi.

Green beans -> basket. Peas -> basket. Sack of apples -> mostly the basket. He does drop one, though.]

[Do he got the reflexes?

Before it hits the floor, Satoshi's hand darts out to catch it.

He dooooo.

He puts it in the basket with the rest.]

Seriously.

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