Test Drive Meme!

[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 in a week when they open. Here's some prompts to help you get started, if you need it: Option 1 [While the days grow longer and warmer and the older, oriental-style of the city would normally make one think that the interiors would not be much in the way of relief from the hot sun, it may surprise the guest to see that the apartments the natives have allocated for them are surprisingly comfortable. In fact, the only modern convenience they may be missing is a television set! At least, outside the media floor on the first floor of Building One - the first of four inter-connected buildings. In fact, each apartment building seems to have at least one different amenity on the first floor. In Building Two they seemed to even spare a library in another that seems to have the basics and some information packets that are otherwise found in the Welcome Center in District 2. There are even a few restaurants and common dining areas in the Building Three that are open until late at night, and meeting areas and a ballroom on the first floor in Building Four, perfect for setting up small parties or big events. With the locals gone save those who work in the restaurants and the one librarian, leaving you to your own devices, what will you do? What mysteries could be left to discover in this place?] Option 2 [With summer coming, the water level in the river is starting to go down, exposing some of the beach. The Riverside Shack is open late, and its restaurant is pulling out all the stops and offering seafood specials (even though a river is a far cry from an ocean). The rental store, meanwhile, is finally bringing out more of its swimming supplies, inner tubes and pool noodles, and a calmer stretch of the river has been roped off with buoys for swimming. They even have lifeguards chairs set up. Clearly this sort of thing used to be an annual event. It's not quite an ocean beach (quite different actually), but there's still plenty of chance to have fun in the water. Or teach someone to swim, perhaps.] Option 3 [If you're more inclined to explore or learn, the City's Learning Center might be more to your tastes. There certainly seems to be a lot going on here - there's laboratories and libraries and workshops, and plenty of communal areas where you can meet and talk with people. The natives seem pretty absorbed with their studies and work, though they're polite in brushing you off, at least. Perhaps you'll have more luck seeing what other Guests such as yourself have discovered?] 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

[cruxified]

[Kratos glances down at the cat. He's not an animal person, or so he says. It's been a long time since he had any kind of animal companionship, so he's a little conflicted about the stray. He holds his hand out, hesitates, and then keeps it there for the cat to sniff.

To be honest, the only kind of pet he's ever had was an immortal, digivolving lifeform that happened to look something like a gigantic dog while it journeyed with him. That's why he's never bothered to befriend a real animal; he's out of touch with most animals like he is with people, being a four-thousand-year-old angel and all.

He sighs and rests his elbows on his knees.]

[ribbonbon]

[Pilouette, who had been meandering around the library more just for something to do rather than because she was especially interested in being there, jumps a little when she hears that cry of surprise. Frowning a bit, she steps out from behind the shelf she was browsing just as the last book finishes tumbling down on him. She quickly scrambles over to check it out and speaks to him in a whisper. They are in a library, after all.]

Hey! Hey, are you okay...?!

Richard. Your fashion sense tho.

[cruxified]

[Kratos looks up at Richard from his little sitting spot, expression blank. He's more than a little sick-- there's an unavoidable pinkness to his cheeks and nose, the characteristic flush of a fever. He looks like he needs a blanket and a cuddle. He does not, of course, ask for either.]

Something to ward against any unsolicited personal contact, [the redhead responds wryly.] But it appears we don't have a choice.

[guidetoblivion]

[Maybe not kind, but it's certainly true. Even if Riku is very much in denial about that.]

'm fine. You don't need to bother.

[...Okay, maybe he isn't fine fine, but he'll somehow manage. He always does.]

Shiki Misaki | The World Ends With You | Option 5 with 4 thrown in there, I guess

[trends]

[It took Shiki a while to get herself on the network. After processing what is happening and she needed to do while she was in the city, she thought of a way to help out people who may have a little problem with the cuddling department. She makes her broadcast a few days after she has settled in the city, doing her best to ignore the symptoms that are starting to act up on her.]

Hi! [She waves to the camera. Still looking pretty chipper despite she's feeling a little under the weather] This is Shiki Misaki and I guess I'm one of the new arrivals here. Um, this is maybe a weird request but if anyone is having trouble finding someone who would be willing to...

[She finds herself blushing at this part, not knowing the right word to use for this.] to, um, touch them? Like, hold their hand or hug them or whatever, they can give me a call. I'd be willing to help them out as best as I can. It's no trouble at all! So...

[Fidgeting a little in her seat before waving goodbye to the camera.] Bye.

[click]

Domon Kasshu | Mobile Fighter G Gundam | Option 4/5

[imprudencies]

[OPTION 4]

[ Someone? Is a very stubborn lone wolf. A man wearing a red headband and matching cloak who is, most definitely, ignoring all words of ~contact~ with ~people~ and it's really going to bite him in the ass, because he's beginning to feel sick.

You can probably see Domon hanging around inside the floor level of the guest apartments, looking kind of ill and broody. He's obviously not in a good mood, but surely you're generous enough to be all, "hey you should hug someone", right? ]

[OPTION 5]

[ SPARRING. Screw hugging people, he didn't CARE about that--what he wanted was to find someone worthy as his opponent. So he was going to bug people to see who'd be the most interested, of course. And if they weren't obviously strong, they might know someone who WAS. ]

Hey, you. You know anyone around here who can throw a decent punch?

[ Wow what are manners. ]

[deprivation]

[Sync just... stares. He doesn't really have the energy to put up with the people here, and he doesn't have the energy to go swimming. The bandages around his stomach are very telling.

He plops down on the beach instead.]

You never change.

[woodking]

He smiled, the look subtle but nonetheless warm - she was very bright and innocent, both of which are qualities he has grown to value greatly; neither is often present in Mirkwood.

"What you say is true enough, but does not change that which my heart desires. Nor does it change the fact that I am needed, and the longer that I tarry here, the more harm may befall my realm in my absence. All the same you are correct in that such places are a wonder, and that the music of water is sweet. The sun, I fear, I am not as well acquainted with these long years as I would be, for all her warmth and beauty. Perhaps I should take the chance now to change that, as long as I am held."

excuse you, at least he's not wearing a SHIRT MADE OF BELTS EVERYWHERE

[oathwalk]

[Kratos probably wants personal space, which is the only reason Richard doesn't crouch down to his level. That is a little bit more in-your-face, while this keeps a certain distance.

Wryness is met with a certain warm humour. Richard doesn't like being forced to touch people for his health either. But he deals.] It is a lack of choice we are asked to accept with grace. Will you permit me to help you to some place where you can stage your rebellion against hugs in privacy? This is no place to be ill.

[guidetoblivion]

[Riku does have problems with it. Especially after almost a year of secluding himself from all but four people. Seven even, if you count those three slackers sleeping downstairs in the mansion.

He's never really been the hugger type before that, had been more for teasing and horsing around and always competing with Sora, or sometimes with Waka and Tidus and Selphie or very rarely with Kairi, but... even that seems awkward now. After...

Overall, he'd really rather left alone. Maybe. Probably. Oh, he really doesn't even quite know himself.

He jolts lightly when there's suddenly a hand on his shoulder - he hadn't even notice her calling after him. It's not like anyone should worry for him after all.]

I'm f- [Dizzy. Uhg. Okay, maybe standing isn't such a bright idea when the world around him seems to have its mind set on spinning.] ...Maybe you are onto something.

[And there he goes, carefully turning on his heels so he is with his back to the wall and the slides down until he's sitting. There. Satisfied, Shiki?]

Yes hi Mami-san (◡‿◡ )

[darkshield]

[Silently, he wonders what caused the sudden change. Or at least the moment of her growing sick being so apparent. She really isn't looking that great right now, after all...

He really should help her get back, at least but what is using yer hugz handshakes are k.]

...Here. [He offers a hand to this girl... Funny, he notes... She looks about the same age he was when he first started out.] Let me help you back to the apartments.

[And maybe get her some water. ...Maybe. /platonicallytsunknight]

BUT THE COLORS ON THAT JACKET

[cruxified]

[Wow, he wasn't expecting to be talked to like /that/. He arches an eyebrow.]

I am not ill. I am resting. I'm perfectly ff-

[And then he sneezes into his elbow.]

[spotskings]

[Well, there's a familiar short figure. Totsuka isn't sure at first whether it's just his mind playing tricks on him and him wishing there was someone here he knew - even though everyone had been nice enough. But there's really no doubt about it as he comes closer.]

Yata-chan! [Yep, gonna just walk up to him. But the state Yata is in gives him a bit of pause.]

Are you alright?

[trends]

[She was about to offer to help him move when he turns around and slides down to the ground. Shiki leans forward towards him, putting her hands behind her back.]

Ummm, I kinda meant over there on the bench.

[She mentions towards it with her shoulder.]

I could help you, if you want. You don't look so hot.

you are worse than hubert LAMBDA APPRECIATES RICHARD'S FASHION WHY DON'T YOU

[oathwalk]

[Point proven. Richard isn't going to be a jerk be smug about it. But with that same dry, insistent friendliness, he replies,]

Yes, your good health speaks for itself. At the least, you may consider accepting help getting to your destination before you are forced to endure someone carrying you there.

[In Richard's opinion, this kind of stubbornness speaks of either strong principles or exceptional stupidity, possibly both. Guess which one Kratos is acting like?]

Option 2 for realz nao

[darkshield]

[This world reminds him a lot of Land of Dragons at times. Sometimes the riverbank reminds him of the stream he saw near the army camp when he was checking the world for Organization activity (or any sign of the others, really). The architecture was similar to that of the palace, too. Maybe that's why he didn't mind it too much.

For now.

Though it seems he wasn't the only one drawn to the waters' edge, and while Kairi ahd hidden his blindfold from him at some point, seeing it again on someone else's face was definitely a sight to behold.

So enjoy someone looking up from the ground.

Who just so happens to be sharing a face (and scent, though that little bit of Xehaseed they call Ansem is firmly stuck under the proverbial heel of his Heart's metaphorical shoe) with you.

...Okay, and is a little surprised because it has been a few years since he'd seen the Replica, but... what?]

[guidetoblivion]

Here's fine.

[What is being comfortable? How do you do it?

He just tilts his head and exhales carefully.]

I'll be okay in a moment. You don't need to bother.

[guidetoblivion]

[After the last ten months, Riku has become hypersensitive to the feeling of eyes on his figure and so it really doesn't take him long to spot the other in return. And well. Stare.

If there is any trace of shock in his eyes, it is well hidden by that blindfold though.

...

Well.]

So let me guess... you are 'me'?

[Is there just a trace of doubt and sarcasm in his voice? Well, maybe it is more than that.

It's strange though... the other doesn't smell like a replica. Maybe the Organization's work had been improved? Because well... there is no way that the other actually is him after all.]

Because I'm not an evil blob of darkness

[cruxified]

[The passive aggressiveness is amusing to him, and it makes his lip curl, reminding him of an old friendship.]

Do you know where the library is?

what you say 'bout my tomodachi

[oathwalk]

[That almost sounds like this conversation is going to get somewhere.] In fact, I do.

[Even if Kratos doesn't want help getting there, if there is something Richard can do so that Kratos doesn't put more stress on himself, he'll probably take it.]

[darkshield]

[He had a feeling, though this is definitely something different. The inquiry itself earns a faint, if not slightly perplexed chuckle. After all, if this 'him' was still wearing the blindfold, then that would make him, what... fifteen? Sixteen at the oldest?]

Nah. [He pauses, pushing those thoughts aside for now.] Funny, though. I was going to ask you that.

[After all, he did just recently turn eighteen.]

Jack Vessalius | Pandora Hearts

[fixated]

[ Option 4 ]

[ A casual touch on the hand or a bump of the shoulder in passing. A baseless smile as he traded trivial greetings with the natives as they gave him knowing looks at the slight pallor of his skin and the sheen of sweat on his brow.

It wasn't that he cared for challenging the system. He just didn't care. What was it to him if he died or lived because he couldnn't be bothered to find a victim to hug? He's embraced many before. He could do it again.

No, that wasn't the issue here, it was much more base then that. What reason did he have for living when she was no longer here? There was none and so Jack stumbled through the City, searching, aching, wondering how many more days and weeks before sweet oblivion took him. ]

[ Option 5 ]

[ Jack still wasn't keen on living, but he knew the futility of not trying so well now. Someone always got in the way. And so today, he's standing in the public gardens staring at a tree. His braid swung slightly as he tilted his head. ]

Yes, yes you will do.

[ and with a smile almost akin to pleasure, he placed one hand on a low hanging branch and his foot on the trunk. And then he pulled himself up. Mmhmm. That's right. He's climbing the tree and if you happen to miss his trek up, well... if you happen to hear some undignified snoring from above, well... watch out. He may just fall on you.

Opps? ]

I said he's an evil blob of darkness WAT ABOUT IT

[cruxified]

That's where I'm going. [It's not quite an invitation, but passable as one. He gathers his feet beneath him, annoyed that someone has to see just how much trouble he's having with moving lately-- but he doesn't reach out to grab Richard for balance, and gets up on his own.]

If you're so insistent, then you can mock me as I make my way there.

Annie Cresta | the Hunger Games | Option 2

[madvictor]

[Annie hits the beach and doesn't hesitate, heading straight for the shoreline. She pauses just long enough to strip off her shoes and socks, but that's all. She doesn't even bother to stop to think about swimsuits; she runs straight in till she gets far enough to submerge herself completely, and then she does.

After the second time she submerges, cutting across the water and reemerging quite far away, she leans back to float and take a look around. It's the first time she's really looked content since she arrived, the water making her feel more at home. It's one of the few things she really misses about Panem, and now, here she is.

It makes her a little braver than she ordinarily is, and if anyone does seem to need help around her, she'll be glad to make her way over and see if she can teach them a thing or two.]

Shanoa | Castlevania: Order of Ecclesia | 4/2

[an_empty_tome]

[OPTION 4]

[What an odd predicament. Physical contact? Withdrawal symptoms? ~hugging~ complete strangers? What perversion of decency and all common sense was this? Since arriving in this strange plane, Shanoa's been plagued with confusion and questions, and not many of them answered. It doesn't help that the memories of her past, as well as the emotions that accompany them are still muted due to her previous encounter with a certain and extremely gaudy Vampire Lord. The fact still stands that she's become ill, however, and the sudden failure of her glyphs to activate -- well, let's just say it'll be hard to make toast like a normal person after you've come to realize how easily so many problems can be solved with a Melio Culter into Ignis glyph combination.

And so, our brave, socially inept heroine can be found wandering about the apartment areas, looking for a means to socialize just long enough to bum a hug, or a handshake or somesuch nonsense off someone. Gods, why her? And how was this so hard?]

[OPTION 2]

[While she won't be quick to admit such a thing, the sight of the beach isn't something Shanoa is used to anymore, or maybe she wasn't ever drawn to them in the first place. It's not like water frightens her or anything, oh, far from it, it's just that she isn't used to seeing the stuff without bracing for some sort of aquatic combat - afterall, her most recent encounter with the sea ended with a series of homicidal mermaid attacks, a gigantic crab that literally SCREAMED at her, a few murderous sea spirits and, well, need she go on? Still, seeing the water so calm is ... oddly fascinating, and she's never quite had the time to admire it so.]