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.] |
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justhugalready2013-05-14 01:12 am
let's call it 5, and also the ruin of your inbox. 8)
but he goes forward, in the end -- at an easy pace, dusting unseen leaves off his coat, tugging his gloves tight against his fingers. he lays a hand at the trunk, he looks up -- he smiles, and it's a Vessalius smile, Jack's old smile. as it might have been a hundred years ago.
how Vincent loathes the unexpected. ]
You do climb as well as any boy. Don't you?
This is Thorn. I expect these things.
Although he nearly lost his grip as he swing lower, easing himself out of the tree he had just moments before climbed. ]
Vincent! Is it really you?
[ his tone is incredulous, but only because the boy he once knew was nearly as tall as he had been. Was this some fools errand or perhaps his plans... He swallowed his questions and lightly reached for Vincent's sleeves, wanting to feel this being that so reminded him of himself. That was good for Jack but so very ill for Vincent.
He should repent, but that's far beyond his means. ]
are you calling me predictable. :(
jerks out of reach, steps back, one and two and three, shying away like a colt badly broken, a spooking child --
only he isn't, is he.
at his sides, his hands still again. it's a moment more before he recovers enough to make his smile steady again, but that, at least, is the sort of habit Vincent's used to overriding. his brows twitch, but he breathes his laughter in a little exhale. his hands slacken and he stands his ground, and his eyes never stray from Jack quite enough. ]
You aren't really surprised, are you? It is a strange sort of place!
I am calling you the destroyer of my inbox. Nothing more, nothing less.
Of course I'm surprised, but you're still Vincent, aren't you? You look just like you did as a child...
good enough!
[ steady, steadier, and he risks another step back in, like a man sinking into clear waters. ]
And Gil?
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I... I'm afraid I haven't seen him. But if you're here, I'm sure he'll come quickly.
[ his smile turned melancholic ]
He always did dote on you so... [ sibling love, sibling sacrifice. how utterly nauseating ]
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We used to speak of many things. Did something happen to change that?
[ surely Vincent still isn't bearing a grudge. Jack only did what he had to after all. ]
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[ no, no, he hates that face, he hates your face. lightly, still, measured - ]
Perhaps I'm not interested in speaking of that now.
gasp! it's a thorn. /cheeks your head for fevers
Hmm... then shall we simply go somewhere for tea and cake? You can tell me all about what you've done since entering this city. After all, it's not good to avoid everyone in this city. You might get sick.
/flops onto gloriously?!
[ but there's a gap between them still -- a beat where Vincent once might have leaned over, passed fingers over his sleeve, tucked back a loose lock of hair. if this were anybody else. his fingers curl. ]
Your tastes haven't changed, have they?
/beats you with a sledgehammer! -- er, cozies up to
You really do remember everything don't you? No, they haven't changed.
/swallows your sledgehammer without chewing!!
What luck it is. I know a tea shop that sells little tangerine cakes.
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And orange tea?
[ he's practically panting like a dog in anticipation. You have said the magic words, oh wise and wonderful Vincent! Just lead the way /o/ ]
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. . .
make that his inherent grace. ]
Hmmmm, I hope you haven't been living on these.
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Ah, you may have caught me. You know I can't hardly resist when I see one. Perhaps if you stay, you can see to my health.
[ and oh, wouldn't that be fun? ]
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sweetly, sweeter, sweetest - ]
Surely you won't say that you aren't old enough to look after yourself. After all this time!
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You are sooooooooo not the cute kid I remember. You used to call me Master.
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That was my mistake! I thought you were, you see.
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It is a little silly isn't it? You've turned into a fine man, Vincent. I should live up to your good example.
[ he blinked ] Ah! Is this the shop? [ it certainly does look like a tea and cake shop. So... decadent. ]
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looking slightly more pleased, vincent lets him go as jack skids towards the shop. check and mate for now. (he isn't subtle, of course.) (he was never subtle.) ]
Haha, that's it! Have you already eaten today?
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[ he's just so carefree as he stares into the shop window, marveling at the display. ]
Did you eat? If you're hungry, the tea can wait. [ but he still wants his cake. ]
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[ he pulls the door open, flourishes a lazy gesture. ]
Shall we, then?
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By all means, but only after you. It wouldn't be proper if I went first.
[ he's just a lowly Vessalius after all. He's barely even a member of the peerage. ]
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