Test Drive Meme - November Edition

[rekindlemods]

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, GO GO GO.......

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

Option 1

[Wherever you were, whatever you were doing, it doesn't matter. All it takes is blinking, or stepping into a dark room before the lights are turned on. Anything to obscure your vision for a moment. Just a moment, but in that moment, a pull is felt, and suddenly, you are elsewhere. Just where that 'elsewhere' happens to be is something that needs to be figured out. It appears to be a busy city, though, so it shouldn't be too hard finding anyone at all! Feel free to explore, try to find answers, or just take a moment to catch your breath. Whatever it was that pulled you to this place left you feeling a tad disoriented.]

Option 2

[Though the temperatures have been remarkably warm for the beginning of the season, the humidity has finally given way to a crisp, cool feeling in the air that is far more refreshing to those not used to a tropical or sub-tropical 'fall'. All of the stock is being rotated out of the Mall and Marketplace by the dutiful shop keepers - the bright colors and shorter cuts of summer clothing being replaced by the more muted, richer earth tones and the long sleeves of the proper season. In celebration of the start of the equivalent of 'fall' in the city, all the stores are holding a special - should you wish to purchase any new clothes for the shifting season and arrive at the counter with a friend, you get a discount! Perhaps you should find someone to purchase your items with...?]

Option 3

[There is practically no warning for the change in the weather. One moment, the air is crisp and cool, and the skies only have a few clouds. The next moment, the skies have darkened and the clouds up above have opened up into a steady, unrelenting rainfall. Luckily, there seem to be a number of small shelters erected at even intervals along the streets. There seems to be enough room under those shelters for two to three people to stand - perhaps there's even someone standing under one now, waiting for the rain to pass. At least you'll have someone to talk to while you wait out the rain!]

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.]

Comments

option 3

[wurstisyettocome]

[Prussia did happen to have an umbrella. Perhaps he had learned from being caught in one of the sudden downpours that seem to be effecting this city. He almost passes the shelter up, but out of the corner of his eye he spots the wet person.

Well, it wouldn't be awesome to just leave him there to get sick from the cold. So Prussia approaches. His face splits into a grin when he notices it's Canada]

Maple! [congratulations, you have a Prussia issued nickname, please wear this badge with pride. He accompanies the greeting with an enthusiastic hug]

they can get caught in the rain in another thread

[blackhorse]

[Canada knows that voice; he doesn't bother turning to greet his teaser yet. No reason to give him the satisfaction of attention so soon. He stands his ground and switches the red sweater for the blue one that catches his eye as soon as he sees it. It's a nicer style, a little pricier, but it meets his quality standards.]

I like it when people call him maple it's cute :3

[blackhorse]

[Canada turns when he hears Prussia. He isn't replying to Maple as a name so much as he is snapping to attention hearing the name of his favorite tree.]

Huh? Prussia! Hi. [It's good to see a familiar face in the middle of this poor weather.] I uh forgot to bring an umbrella with me today. [That should be obvious by the way his curl is stuck to his wet forehead.]

[hamburgerhero]

[America notices Canada doesn't react so he steps closer to him and stares at his sweater selection from over his shoulder.]

Hmm blue! What a twist!

[blackhorse]

[Canada comes close to finally saying something but he'll wait a little longer to give America the reaction he's after. Just to show he's purposely not saying anything, he starts to hum his national anthem as he moves on to look at long sleeved shirts. He smiles to himself, waiting for America's expected response.]

Canada the troll

[hamburgerhero]

[Was America really that predictable? As he follows Canada over to the shirt section his bottom lip sticks out in the typical pout face he gives. Finally he gives a half groan half whine.]

Maaaaaaaattttt~!

Option 2;

[acro_bat_ic]

You could always buy male clothes. [Barbara's taking a look at the skirts, personally. Tugging at the material, mostly just window shopping. She's actually looking to get her girlfriend something...]

[blackhorse]

You should consider buying some warmer clothes too Al. I know how easily you get cold.

[Canada turns and gives him a smile finally. America always looks funny when he sticks his lip out like that. He looks like a little kid pouting. Acts like one too.]

We should totally get on the computers downstairs and sit side by side boomeranging sometime

[hamburgerhero]

I'm not overly sensitive to cold- you're just desensitive to it the way you walk around in shorts when there's snow on the ground.

I probably should buy some new clothes though. Been getting by with my jacket all this time.

[His pouty lip has retracted to its normal state now.]

that would be fun

[blackhorse]

You can count on me to help you get a good sweater. [Canada jokes, knowing America is aware of his expertise.]

[He holds a shirt up to check the size. When he gets a better look at it he can't help noticing the bright warm colors striped across it would look good on his friend. Yes, Matt had inherited some fashion sense from his Papa France. Without a word, he holds the shirt up to America's chest to see if it would fit him.]

It's a small world after all~ ♫

[hamburgerhero]

[America starts to laugh then he quiets down again, confused by Canada's actions.]

Uh Matt. What are you doing?

option 1 for you~

[unionjackoff]

"There are a lot of things you probably shouldn't expect from here," England replied. He just happened to be walking past this newcomer at the right moment. And since Korso was talking out loud, England would answer. "Hugging is the main source of energy around here, and everything else you learn after that is still strange."

Works for me /o/

[captainbadass]

"Is that so?"

England's getting a quick once-over, because look man you're kind of dressed oddly. At least by Korso's standards. Who the hell even has the money to afford nice clothes anymore, let alone find them. Scruffy here's considered well-dressed, and he's sporting a jacket and trousers that are just one utility grade below fatigues.

"Well I hope you're not lookin' for a recharge kid, because you're not my type. Least not until I've had a few drinks in me."

Because then he'd be more than willing to use just about anyone to stay upright. Alcohol makes you lean, after all...on stools, tables, and other people.

[unionjackoff]

Thankfully Korso did not know that England was still wearing the same suit he was brought here in, and he had been pulled from after a meeting. Yes, England washed it, and kept it as neat as he could, but he really needed to buy some new ones, probably.

The comment caused England to blush darkly, and he stopped dead in his tracks to turn and actually growl at the man. Who the hell did he think he was, saying something like that? RUDE. "I was trying to offer my condolences to you being brought to such a place. Obviously, I should have kept my mouth shut. And, for your information, I don't need anything from you!"

NO NO NO ANYTHING BUT THAT!

[blackhorse]

What do you think I'm doing? [Canada laughs at him.] You need new clothes. This shirt would look good on you. [He pushes the shirt into Alfred's hands and smiles at him.] What? Am I not allowed to help you choose?

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts dedededelee~ ♫

[hamburgerhero]

Oh. Um yeah it's fine.

[He glances side to side in case someone is watching them. Matthew was right; it was a nice shirt though not one he would think to pick out himself. He clears his throat and rubs the back of his neck.]

Just uh you know... We don't usually shop together for clothes. It's sorta girly isn't it? [He looks a bit embarrassed.]

AND I'M HERE

[doc_holi]

"Might have some answers we don't want, as well. We're in their territory so it's best to be on the safe side for the time being."

On the other hand, she agreed to that tactic to a point. If done right, maybe it could have helped, but it didn't work so they were still stuck here doing what they've been doing.

"Just remember that those people making the rain clouds are doing so on accident and happen to be very powerful." At least, the one she ran into seemed that way.

Holiday smirked at his comment on her grip, but didn't balk at his own. Men always had to show off and she was used to it from her position. "You could say that. I've often had to work as field medic back home, but that's a long story. To put it simply, I much prefer the lab."

1

[ex_shadowstep567]

Nearby, he might notice this guy stalking about, his jaw agape as he pants softly. Sniffing, he turns up his nose and turning his head around, his eyes falling on that man as he spoke. The question then dawned on him, whether or not the guy was emulating Harrison Ford.

He pads closer, slipping against a tree and settling against it. He didn't look like a local, too aware and too gruff looking. Everyone else had a look of blissful ignorance, happy.

"Touchy feely? How can a place be touchy feely?" Words projected from low in his throat, hardly in sync with his jaw. He cants his head at the man for his answer.

[OOC: Sorry for the flipflop corrections. Kinda brained out atm.]

Daimon | OC | OTA

[nothingupmysleeve]

Option 1
[Daimon is a resilient soul if nothing else, and eventually his curiosity gets over his shock and he starts poking around the city. He can't help but admit to himself that as weird as this all is, and as involuntarily as the change of venue was, getting away from home--from Lilith--has left him strangely relieved.]

[He stays in human form for now, as he has no idea how even a very mellow tiger would be received wandering around this place, and concentrates on gathering as much information as he can.]

Option 2
[Watching the shops change for the season as he walks among them reminds Daimon of Kyoto half a century ago, and he hums the background tune to an old Japanese poem as he walks around. All the sales make him long for cash to take advantage--he's ever attracted to beautiful things--but he doesn't want to disturb the atmosphere by going pickpocketing or deceiving the shopkeepers. It's a problem. Perhaps he can find a clear spot and perform for some coin?]

[He finds an open spot by a fountain, sets out his hat, and taps it twice with his finger, invoking a little illusion. A rainbow comes dancing out of the hat, and he starts guiding it around with his hands, sending it rippling through the air like a small and very gaudy dragon.]

Ashe Wilson | Mage: the Ascension

[phoenixashe]

Option 5: Which Department is That?
[It's a great idea, in her opinion. She just plain can't work a straight job any more anyway, and if physical contact is a constant need, well then...all she really needs is a massage table, permission to run her business out of her home, and some self-promotion. Hopefully her bodyworker's license will be good here.]

[The problem is that Ashe is completely unfamiliar with this place. She received what would probably be perfectly good directions if they had been given to a normal person, but they just...didn't stick in her memory. She knows she's in the right district, but...that's it.] Well damn, now I feel like a dumbass.

[She tries to get the nearest person's attention.] Excuse me, if you're not too busy, I'm a little lost...

One

[ex_shadowstep567]

How a big cat would be received? It's a very luke warm reception, but he's tolerated. Some how he's manage to fit himself into a hemp style hooded sweatshirt, given the colder air in this time of year and he's still working out the kinks in the sleeves. When it comes down to it, lions, no matter what color, are not built for the winter months. He was no exception.

He trots on around the corner and past Daimon, before halting and turning to face him, sniffing towards him. What... Is... That?

One

[nothingupmysleeve]

Well hell, that answers that. Sort of. Is that lion wearing a hoodie? He blinks slowly, and raises a finger, prepared to say something. Except what to say? He'd look rather stupid addressing someone's wandering familiar.

Then the lion turns back and sniffs at him, very likely scenting the fact that Daimon always smells a bit like tiger under his cologne. Nothing for it now. He smiles. "Good morning! Sorry, I'm still a bit lost."

[ex_shadowstep567]

Oh, he smelled the tiger, and so he chuffs at him. Are you a tiger or tiger handler? Hmmmn. He stares a moment and decides on the former rather than the latter. Although he does have an affinity to magic, that doesn't mean he is a familiar, or maybe he is and he doesn't know it.

"I'm lost too. I got kidnapped here, and we're all supposed to touch each other. I'm not really sure what that means."

[blackhorse]

Haven't you gone shopping for clothes with France before? How is that any different? [He looks into America's eyes waiting for his reply.]

[littlewhitelies]

The first thing she notices is that loud noise, followed by something smacking into her...And, that is sort of a smack, not really an impact. She has to wonder about that for a second.

But just a second, because the small-ish person that just ran into her is a lot more pressing.

"Oh! Sorry," and she'll extend a hand as well, see if she needs help. And feeling more than a little foolish for keeping her eyes on the storm instead of people that might be running around. "I should've been paying better attention. Are you okay?"

...And...M'gann can't help it. This is a very small Earth child from the looks of it. Smaller than Robin, possibly. It's hard not to be endeared, instantly.