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

[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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Oh goodie. Boat rentals. She could think of many ways renting a boat could go wrong, like murder and being framed for murder. But this entire place was so... touch-happy and she wants a moment to herself. No touching. No whipping. Just her, a book, and a peaceful river.

But first she has to push the boat towards the river, something that she is currently having some difficulty with. Groaning with about as much dignity as she would let herself groan, she pushes. She tries to see if she could lift it. She pushes it again.

All she manages to do was make this small, heavy line on the soil with her boat.

In her frustration, she kicks the boat. And now she's biting her lip to keep herself from screaming because that ~~was stupid~~ hurt. ]

[Apollo's never been a huge fan of water - it harmed the health of his hair, and he puts a lot of effort into getting it to look like that, you know - but, seeing as the heat is trying to mess with his antennae anyway, a trip to the river couldn't be so bad, right?

He avoids the beach and the sand that comes with it in favor for dipping his feet into the river. As he makes his way past the sand, he hears some... very dignified grunting. There seems to be a young woman struggling with a boat. And now she looks to be in pain after a very wise decision to kick the boat in frustration.

He approaches her with caution.]

Miss? Are you alright?

[ What a foolish question. Clearly she isn't alright and the boat is to blame. She will not dignify foolish questions asked by foolish fools with foolish hairstyles(? That is hair, right?) with a perfectly reasonable response.

She gives him one long and scrutinizing look. He's kind of scrawny and not at all intimidating, except for that hair(?) which was slightly intimidating. She doesn't believe that he could help her out at all, but better him injuring himself . She steps away from the boat. ]

You. [ cocky head tilt ] Push my boat.

[He withers a little under her gaze. During the course of it, he feels a strange urge to protect his lovingly crafted antennae.]

...What? [Looks between her and the boat.] Um. ...I guess I'd be happy to help, Miss.

[He's not really sure what she'd do if he refused, so... Experience tells him doing people favors will help him avoid any sort of mishaps. He attempts to push the boat towards the water and finds himself having difficulty putting any sort of energy into his actions.]

[ He fails to push the boat and she sneers. She could have pointed, and said something along the lines of "Hah! Look at that fool pushing the boat!" but she's classier than that. ]

Problem?

[ But not too classy to taunt a helpful stranger. ]

[With a few last grunts of exertion, he finds himself sweating. He's about ready to flip the boat upside down - if only he could - when he looks up at her sneering at him.]

What does it look like? You could help, you know.

[ A small and feigned sigh of disappointment. Who is she kidding? She's having fun with this. ]

Very well. [ Standing beside him, she fixes her gloves before wagging her finger. ]

Push with your knees, not with your back.

Uh huh.

[Though he's rolling his eyes, he takes her advice. The boat begins its slow, slow journey towards the river.]

H-Hey! It's moving! [As he strains to move forward, he gives her a sideways glance.] What are planning to do with this, anyway?

I can see that. [ The bitterness in her tone is unmistakable. She pushed with her knees from the start and the boat didn't move one bit. This man wasn't even pushing right at first!

She looks away. ]

I was planning to let that foolish thing drift peacefully down the river and towards the ocean, or let it fall foolishly down a waterfall because that's what foolish boats deserve.

[Still rolling his eyes. Dang, it's just a boat, lady! In any case, the boat doesn't get much farther before Apollo has to stop, sweat dripping down his face. It's too hot for all this work...]

Got a thing against boats, huh? Seriously though, what were you gonna do with this? You, uh... Pardon me for saying this, but you don't really look dressed to go fishing or rowing.

[He looks over to her. With that fancy suit of hers, she looks rather out of place here on the shore. Then again, he's not much better, either.]

[ She's livid for a split-second, thinking that he insulted how she dresses. Who does he think he is with his ketchup red vest and teal tie? At least the colors of her clothes didn't clash.

And then she realizes... he's right. She isn't dressed for fishing or rowing at all. ]

You're rowing.

[Kerry's out walking by himself by the river, gazing at the water. Sometimes he gets tired of company and wants to be alone. He isn't doing anything in particular, then, when he catches sight of Franziska and pauses.

Seeing the woman struggling with the boat and kicking it, Kerry can tell without too much trouble that here is someone in need of help, even if her problem isn't the most serious one. It's still a problem. That's why he makes his way quickly across the shore toward her.]

Hey, lady! You okay? Want some help?

[ A child? Who let a child in here? ~~Other than a lot of people because that's allowed, but that's beside the point.~~ She figures with that simple getup of his and their close proximity to the boat rentals stall that he's the son of the man who handles it. ]

Yes. Go find your daddy and tell him that his boat is broken.

[Kerry is silent for a moment at the mention of his father.]

I don't have a dad. [Not that he dwells on the subject. He glances back toward the rental stall, assuming she must have gotten the boat there, based on what she said. Having lived on an island, he knows something about boats.] They should've helped you bring it out here. That's their job.

[If they don't do that, then they're ripping people off. How's she supposed to get the boat down to the water by herself?]

Oh. [ Well, this is awkward. Fathers are also not a topic that she would enjoy talking about further. ]

Well, go tell those fools who are not your father what you just said.

[ So that they might tell him that she was a mean snob who left before they could offer to do so. ]

[They can just agree to avoid that awkward subject. He sure isn't going to bring it up again.

Kerry isn't so quick to run off and do her bidding.]

Why don't you tell em? They're right there, and you're the one who got the boat.

[It's just a matter of walking a little way. He likes to help, but not that much. Sometimes people can help themselves.]

Because... [ thinking of a reason besides "I don't want to" ] ... they're mean and they don't like me.

They're mean? What'd they do?

[He glances back toward the boat rental place. He has no real reason to believe they're not mean, but he wonders why they wouldn't like her. She's a customer.]

Why don't we go back and get your money back? Or get them to help?

[They can sort it out somehow!]

Test Drive Meme!

Franziska von Karma | Ace Attorney | Option 2

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