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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. 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.] |
Shinjiro Aragaki | Persona 3
[Shinjiro is used to dealing with 'childish' people...his dormitory back home is full of them. That doesn't mean he appreciates their antics. He skulks down the street in his usual attire despite the heat...until a weight hits the back of his neck and explodes into a mass of cold water which will make its way down his back. He arches forwards with a hiss in an attempt to contain his surprise, then turns around with the sourest of looks to shoot at the culprit.]
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Option 4:
[Shinjiro knew the rules well enough, and had been getting by well enough with the contact he'd been giving and receiving. Back pats, hand shaking once or twice...it wasn't too bad.
Not using his persona, he didn't notice anything strange until that morning, waking up with a sore throat and the sniffles. Mistaking it for a cold, he was determined not to let what was a minor annoyance in his eyes ruin his plans for the day. He had things to do. Moping around wasn't going to fix a thing.
Maybe a quick rest on a bench will help him. Once his bearings were regained, he'd trek the rest of the way home and make some tea.]
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He instinctively slides to the opposite side of the bench, trying not to let her appearance bother him. It's apparent that it's had some effect, though: his face is red. It's probably just the illness setting in faster...except not really.
He clears his throat. She can sit if she wants.
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"What?" Another teen who's never seen boobs?
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He has totally seen real boobs before. Just...not like this.With a shark fin jutting out of the back of her neck and glowing yellow eyes, this girl screams bizarre. But maybe it's a good kind of bizarre? She's not shy about her appearance, and her response gives him the sense that she's not quick to anger.
"You can sit if you want. I won't be here long." He ends with a cough.
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"You don't look too good. You gonna be okay?"
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"I see." Normal people don't shake hands more than once during a meeting, and you eventually need a rest from something strenuous like a fight. What more would he have to do?
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Option 3!
NOT by looking for targets, either! Just lifting them with her mind and getting a feel for the weight, telekinesis wise. And feeling them ripple and make gurgling sounds just prompted her to try lifting a few more, floating them around in different directions...And finally losing control of one.
Which brings her to the present situation of seeing a
hoboyoung man giving her a wilting look. And her with a few more water balloons floating close by.A startled 'eep!' seems to be in order right now.]
:D
Careful where you're throwing those things. You could've hit someone who had to go to work or something...
[His scolding is his somewhat-backwards way of telling someone to be careful. A wet coat is annoying, but not the end of the world.]
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[She lets the remaining balloons fall, GENTLY, to the ground. They give a small bounce before settling on the pavement, while M'gann settles for looking flustered.]
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On a random street corner?
[This spot seems...out of the way for dragging water balloons.]
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[It doesn't sound like the best reasoning, now that she says it out loud. Maybe...Maybe a change in conversation is in order? M'gann glances back at the new person, notes his appearance, looks for something to comment on-]
"Were you on your way to the barbershop?"
[...Oh yes. This introduction is truly off to a great start.]
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WATWhat. At both the fact that she's using found water balloons and the hair comment.He should take offense, but the question is just random enough to throw him off a little.]
The barbershop?
She tries, she really does.
[She points to her hair, and almost debates making it a little rumpled and tousled to mimic his...Before deciding that no, she likes it quite well the way it is.]
"It just...I thought it looked like it needed a trim? And that's what you were out for, and why you were unhappy that you got soaked? I think that soaked hair wouldn't be great if you were going to get it cut,"
[Right. That's enough talking, M'gann forcefully tells herself, trying to give this new person room to get a word in.]
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I cut my own hair.
[Well, when it got very long. He'd always kept it kind of messy, but the length was a more recent trend after a specific...incident.
He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and checks it for dampness. It happens to be a grocery list.]
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[Option 4] *barrels in*
[He wondered how Shinji was doing, ever since his arrival, knowing full well that the other wasn’t big on physical contact. Both him and Mitsuru were like that, as a matter of fact. Akihiko didn’t have those same reservations, and fervently hoped that Shinji wasn’t going to be one of the stubborn types.]
:D ohai!
Still, there's no reason to worry him. Shinjiro's problems are his own.]
What are you doing here?
hi! :D brb invading your personal space, Shinji =\
Akihiko obviously stalks him.That question prompted Akihiko to quirk a brow. Shinji was being as friendly as ever, of course.]
Running. What's it look like?
[He drew closer to his friend and carefully looked him over. He had heard of, rather than seen, other people coming down with symptoms after lack of contact for a period.]
You okay, man? You look kinda pale.
|8< Akiiiiiiii
Does he do anything else?He didn't need Akihiko to babysit him, even with all things considered.]
It's just a cold. It'll pass eventually.
suuuuuuuuuup BFF? \o/
Yes. He exercises. And eats beef bowls.And as usual, Akihiko brushed off his protests. He pulled the glove off of one hand and pressed it to Shinji's forehead, trying to gauge his temperature.]
The others mentioned something like this... You feel like you're getting sick, then it just keeps getting worse.
[Akihiko pulled back, but then moved his hand over to his friend's arm, maintaining contact between them. He had long since suspected Shinji would refrain from touching people. If he needed to force that on Shinji, well... it was for his own good, damn it.]
C'mon, Shinji. You don't wanna feel like shit, do ya?
not much BFF
And if it's not, you're gonna get it too. Then I'll have to-
[He sighs and grumbles at his friend. If they weren't out in public and he was feeling better, this might turn into a bit of a fight. Instead, he endures the contact.]
*puts on Mitsuru hat for lecturing*
No, I won’t. [Akihiko shakes his head with confidence.] It isn’t contagious. I mean, not in the way you’re thinking of.
[Fighting works too. So you really like getting punched by Akihiko, don’t you?
He continues to speak all calm and composed while keeping his hand on his arm. He isn’t sure how much help it would do, depending on the level of Shinji’s ailment.] I’m fine. Don’t worry. [He sighs a bit and frowns.] Just tell me next time, will ya? Don’t be pulling the same shit you did back home.
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It feels really uncomfortable, even with his best friend doing it, to be touched like this. In fact, he hasn't been touched this long. It's already been a couple minutes.
It's helping him too, though. They're both benefiting from this, so he's inwardly happy for that.]
Listen to you, all wise and knowledgeable about shit... [He comments, half-amused. Aki lecturing him. It's usually the other way around.]
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