Test Drive - October Edition

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The October 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. And 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

[ With the return of fall comes somewhat cooling temperatures and the phasing out of all summer clothing from the shops. There's an assortment of colder-weather clothing being put up; sweaters, jackets, scarves, gloves, boots - you name it, and it's visible in the mannequins out on display. With the return of fall also comes the return of the fall sales - all store managers are offering discounts for those that come in to purchase in pairs. ]

Option 2

[ With the changing out of the summr clothing to fall also comes the shift from the fresh fruits of summer to the gourds, apples, and warm spices of the season of harvest. Cinnamon and nutmeg can be smelled wafting from cafe's and coffee shops, tempting anyone passing by to come in and sample the wares. Like the clothing stores, they are offering a discount for those that purchase in groups of two or three. ]

Option 3

[ There seems to be another festival in the works, if the stands being erected in the Fourth District are anythign to go by. There still seems to be a lot of work to do, and the citizens would love it if a helping hand or two were to be offered. One stand that seems to be fully erected and hard at work is one dedicated to carving what looks to be the Saeng Seong equivalent of a pumpkin into traditional lanterns. There are still a number of these gourds waiting to be carved, and once again the citizens would be delighted to have any number of volunteers aiding them with the task of carving. ]

Option 4

[ Fall in Saeng Seong also means rain; lots and lots of rain, usually from out of nowhere. Luckily, the city is used to this phenomenon, and has had several small awnings built in strategic locations around the city for waiting out the wet spells that hit so frequently. They're only big enough for two or three people to take shelter under with moderate comfort, but that doesn't seem to bother anyone. Hope you don't mind sharing the space with a stranger for the duration of the weather, unless one of you had the foresight to bring an umbrella. ]

Option 5

[ 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 6

[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

[thepoweroflove]

[Well hey, excitement just means that he's super into music, which Marty is totally cool with.]

I mostly play the guitar and sing. It's a shame that my guitar is at my apartment, or else I'd play a bit for you.

[playsfromtheheart]

[It was in this moment that Manolo found his people. Person.

...He likes Marty.]

And that would be why I always carry my guitar with me.

[Among other reasons.]

You'll have to show me after this rain stops, I've been wanting to set up another band.

[playsfromtheheart]

Wha- Me? [He points to himself.] Nooo.

[Joking aside, he rolls his shoulders and straightens his stance, dropping the surprised look. There might be another tiny smile.]

Although I am a fan of stories. Perhaps you could tell me yours?

[thepoweroflove]

[Well that's good to know because Marty already likes Manolo.]

If I didn't have an electric guitar, I would do that too.

[Wait, he heard the word "band", now he's really interested.]

You're kidding! You were in a band too?

[playsfromtheheart]

[This really isn't a surprise to him, why wouldn't someone who enjoys and plays music not join others who do the same thing? It's be weird if Marty wasn't in a band.]

Of course! It's a lot more...lively to play in a group.

[Yeah, that sounds about right. Just thinking about it causes him to sigh, strumming a bit at his guitar.]

I really do miss it... And that's why I believe we should start one together! What do you say?

[Please join this thing he just made up.


What is an electric guitar anyway?]

[thepoweroflove]

Sounds great, but you sure it'll be alright since we both play the guitar?

[He's not too concerned about it though, since he doubts that this is going to be anything besides a "just for fun" thing.]

Marty McFly | Back to the Future (CRAU)

[thepoweroflove]

5

[So guess who misinterpreted the "you need physical contact for survival" thing as a metaphor? Don't... don't ask, he thought it was another "Friendship is magic" thing.

So now he's moping around, feeling ill and not really paying much attention to anything. He's also murmuring to himself that he'll go back to bed soon. Maybe someone should talk to him before he runs into something.]

[spacejackaroo]

Psssh...I don't got any good stories...

[Well that's a lie. He just doesn't want to seem he's willingly boasting his accomplishments.]

You like war stories?

[colourist]

No no...I mean...

A planet.

[She's starting to feel more and more out of her element than she had previously, her arms going out to the sides as she tries to elaborate.]

You...DO know about going into space....right?

[playsfromtheheart]

[He can definitely relate, have a very puzzled stare. For a second or two, Manolo has the hardest time coming up with something to say. It shows by the way his eyes bounce back and forth as he tries to juggle the idea in his head.]

You've...been into space?

[He points skyward just to make sure they're talking about the same space here.]

[colourist]

[And, as if to affirm what he's saying, she points up as well. Yep, that space.]

Every day.

[Sorry Manolo, are you one of those people who just stays on the same planet? What a sheltered life you must live...]

[crapfully]

[Positives of Singsong: less of the friendship is magic horsecrap. Less of the blinding Lisa Frank aesthetic. Less being a freaking horse. Actually having...hair? Wait. Something's still a little off, but he'll take it. And it's just so nice to not have a giant muzzle that he's okay with leaving the old wrestling mask off for a while.

Negatives of Singsong: just about everything else. Is he gonna listen to anybody telling him to hug it out? Heck no at all. He's just gonna stomp on through, hands shoved in his Taranchula jacket, but he almost trips over some idiot not looking where he's going. He throws his hands up to push him away, too blinded by irritation to recognize Marty.]

Are you out of your mind? Look, you wanna go waltz into traffic, try that way.

[Shove. Hey, that's technically physical contact, right? Strong Bad is feeling smug. That's how he gets by, thinking it's enough.]

[thepoweroflove]

[His general miserableness was interrupted by the feeling of practically falling over, and was just about to get annoyed at the asshole who nearly pushed him into traffic until he registered that voice. He can't help but feel a little surprised.]

... Do I know you?

[Which, okay even he knows that it's kind of a weird question to ask to anyone, but he knows that voice despite how he doesn't look familiar to him at all. Someone else from Equestria maybe?]

[crapfully]

[Well...that's not the response he expected at all. Strong Bad stops, one hand hanging uselessly in the air as he considers this guy.

Finally, his eyes flick up. There's something familiar about that dorky face.]

If you're as out of it as you look, I could be the Pope for all you know. But I must be losing it too, 'cause for a second there I thought...

[He roughly pulls at his hair. Something's nagging at the edge of his mind.]

[thepoweroflove]

[C'mon, he's not that out of it. But still, now that the question entered his mind it can't hurt but ask, if this strange person might also recognize him.]

... Did you ever go to Ponyville?

[He says as if they had a choice.]

[crapfully]

[Ugh. Ponyville. That name he'll never forget. He reaches for the familiar mask in his pocket.]

The no-expense-paid vacation to horsey hell? Wish I hadn't.

[He pulls out the familiar mask in his pocket, a question in his eyes.]

And you? I'm getting the vibe that maybe I don't entirely hate you.

[thepoweroflove]

Strong Bad?

[Wait, he recognizes that mask.]

It's me, Marty.

[crapfully]

[He searches the face to be sure...and yes. That's definitely his old friend. And that's almost a smile on the grumpy face, though it's masked by irritation at how sick Marty looks.]

Come on, man, what are you doing? Wandering around the street when you're out of it like this, people'll hurt you. So you're going home to kick your feet up and play some games. Which way're we going?

[thepoweroflove]

Like you.

[That was a joke, but it's probably hard to tell with the deadpan in his voice.]

I'm fine, really, I just need to go to the store for more soup.

[crapfully]

...oh. Yeah. Oops.

[He half-heartedly dusts Marty off, taking the opportunity to assess how sick he is.]

No way am I letting you go off like this yourself. C'mon. I'll handle the soup, you're chilling for a while.

[He steps closer, but seems to hesitate a bit.]

Think you caught this from somebody?

[thepoweroflove]

[Well Marty doesn't look like he's going to die anytime soon, but he does look like he's on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion.

However Strong Bad dusting him off gives Marty a brief, strange warmth. Not enough to do any lasting help but it does surprise him and made him almost miss the question.]

Ah, yeah, I mean I don't know where else I could have gotten it from.

[crapfully]

All right, but you're not dragging me down with you. So let's get you settled a-sap.

[Strong Bad corrals him into the convenience shop, lingering a little closer than usual in case he collapses. One quick purchase later and they're back outside.]

Okay. Which way to your place? I'm not staying out among the weirdos a second longer than necessary.

[That's the odd thing about this town...the people who pass by are almost invariably joined at the hip, all up in each other's grills. Like you're suddenly required to breath your friend's oxygen.

Surely all that touchy stuff is just their way of messing with the newbies on the block, right? He'd joke about it. Because it had to be a joke.]

[thepoweroflove]

Over there. [Points to a nearby apartment complex.] It's close enough so you don't have to carry me or anything.

[Another joke, but man he should cut that out because they keep sounding pretty serious.]

[crapfully]

Good, because I'm no workhorse anymore.

[Yeah. As much as he'd hated being an earth pony...he'd probably been stronger in that form than he was now. He doesn't quite carry Marty home, but he does bump shoulders frequently and cast worried looks when he's sure Marty's not looking.]

So...how's singsong-ville treating you?

[thepoweroflove]

Alright, I know this place is really into hugging in stuff but that's probably out of the question now that I'm sick.

[Not quite sure if he should consider that a good thing or not.]