Test Drive Meme

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Did you want to test your characters? Do you want something that you can use for an RP sample without digging up an old thread? Well, here you have it. Pick one or multiple prompts below or, if you want, make a prompt of your own. Just be sure to tag around so that everyone gets plenty of exposure.

1: Explosions in space! Space Bandits attacked the space colony everyone was visiting! Dozens of fighters and mobile armors fly through space, locked in deadly combat. Are you among those battling to save lives? Or are you watching from the windows, praying everything will be safe?

2: Explosions underground! You were part of a trading party, exchanging supplies with an underground penal colony when alien animals burrowed through the walls and started assaulting convict and Confederation member alike! What are you going to do?

3: Explosions over the city! The Colosseum is shooting off fireworks as part of a concert or a sporting event! Are you watching in the crowd, a main attraction, or watching the bright colors from the city?

4: Explosions on an asteroid! You're either observing, guarding, or mining an asteroid! It's rather dull, save for the explosions that rock the ground under your feet. It looks like it'll continue to be just as slow, but... was that something moving in the shadows there?

5: Explosions on a space station! As you approached a research station, you receive a distress signal! Fire's broken out and their systems aren't up to spec! Can you do anything? Are you a part of a scouting crew or out for a joyride in your new yacht? And is this an accident, or something more sinister?

6: Explosions at the gym! Explosive competition! Swimming, weightlifting, running, boxing, someone has just challenged you! Whether they know it or not, you're going to do your best to show them up.

7: Explosions in the past! A star has died! The Fleet is flying through the nebula it left behind, with swirls of beauty as far as the eye can see. If you're the type, you can watch it all you like.

8: Explosions on the road! Most of the traffic on the Teuberg is computer controlled, but some young showoff took his off the grid and promptly caused a wreck! Traffic has been backed up for almost half an hour now, with no way out for you and the people in your vehicle. Are you close enough to see if anyone needs help? Or are you just stuck with people who are as late for their appointments as you are?

9: Explosions in the marketplace! Explosive bargains! You're in a trading hub, surrounded by stalls of all kinds selling every type of merchandise you can imagine! Luckily, you've got enough money to handle a few purchases here. Will you buy one of those daggers on display? An incense burner? Some alien fruit? Or maybe you're on the run from the corrupt guards? Or perhaps you're the one doing the chasing, did someone just steal your wallet?

10: Explosions in your mind! The explosive inspiration that drives this world! Make up your own prompt!

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Matsuoka Rin (Free!)

[sharkastic]

[2]

[There's been a thin, insistent scratching in the walls the whole time, so faint and omnipresent that it was probably why no one had noticed.

Even for Rin, understanding the fact was only hindsight.

More impressive than the noise itself is the mole... rats? Boats? Mutated penguins? Whatever the case, they're about half the size of an adult and armed with triads of slippery, oddly thorny flippers on each side and rows of dead eyes along their bellies. And more keep popping up all the time, using the initial tunnel like some sort of demented dirt slide.]

... This is the last time I take a delivery job.

[He's covered with dirt and apparently the moleboats' saliva sticks to literally everything because there's definitely ceramic shards and tassels in there somewhere from his kneejerk reaction. Which was to grab the nearest vat of dirt-grade wine and break it over the nearest moleboat's flattish head.

If you were standing nearby at the time, sorry, but you've probably been gifted with a handy and completely useless shower.]

[7]

[It's fairly late at night -- enough so that the city lights themselves are muted and there probably aren't many people on the aerial crosswalks anymore. Granted, there are still more than usual because, apparently, there's some sort of stellar event going on.

Among them is a redhead in sweats who looks completely divorced from whatever celestial event everyone's oohing and aahing over as he jogs the length of the walk, but as he approaches you may notice that his head is up and he looks more than a little out of it.

You might want to call it safe and move out of the way.]

7

[pivotpoint]

[One of the on lookers is too busy to move out of the way. She's fiddling with her cell phone - an extremely dated one compared to the technology provided on the ship - to try and get a picture. Her thumbs repeatedly press buttons on the pathetic lime green flip-phone in her hand. Her brow furrows, and she tenses up in frustration. Finally she is able to open up her camera feature, and she holds it up to try and capture pictures of the phenomenon. Rin is most likely to 1: run into her or 2: run in front of her ruining the picture. Either way Kaname will have a bone to pick with him.]

[sharkastic]

[> Option 2: Rin's definitely not paying attention, particularly since there normally aren't many people out this late, and even now most of them are staying out of his way because they're plastered to the railings. He's paying just enough attention not to run into any odd stragglers, and that should be plenty.

There really isn't any reason to go out of his way to try and spot cameraphones in the dark.

Enjoy the sudden blurred photobomb in the middle of your pixelly phone nebula, man.]

[pivotpoint]

[The phone makes a flash when it takes a picture, and makes the actual camera shutter sound- Hey, it's a late 90's phone! And wow what a jerk. Kaname frowns, closes her phone, and calls out to him.]

Hey, what was that for?!

[If he stops she'll fold her arms under her chest to emphasize her displeasure. If he doesn't? Well she'll just have to jog after him, won't she? Kaname is persistent.]

[sharkastic]

[Okay, the flash has him slowing down to blink himself back to being able to see, thanks, and the yelling definitely gets his attention after that. It still takes him a few moments to make out the girl with her irritated posture glaring at him through the afterimages.]

... My bad. [He runs a hand through his hair and represses the urge to sigh.] Why were you taking it from the middle of the road, anyway?

[pivotpoint]

Well-! [Her gusto deflates a little, and she stuffs her phone in her pocket. Kaname's eyes dart off to the side as she keeps her sour expression.]

My phone isn't all that good, so I have to work with what I got. [If she was smart she'd trade it in for something more functional, but at this point her phone is sentimental.]

[sharkastic]

[This time he does sigh.]

My phone could probably get a better picture. I'll send it to you if you want.

[That should make amends, right? Mostly he just wants to get back to his running before he loses his rhythm entirely.]

[pivotpoint]

[His rhythm is something Kaname gives zero fucks about. Sorry, bro. She puts a hand on her hip, and doesn't sound any more pleasant than before... but her expression softens.]

That requires you to have my number.

#2 because putting two hotheaded teens together is clearly the best idea.

[thegrimheaper]

[WOW AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW, A USELESS SHOWER IS EXACTLY WHAT HE NEEDED.

Except not really. He had been taking pretty intense care to not wind up dirtying his clothes and now that's all gone to waste because of Rin's carelessness with alcohol. Way to go Rin. Sho whips his head around after dealing with his own strange mole-rat-penguin-thing, to glare at the other.]

Watch it, zero!

good idea to the power of ∞

[sharkastic]

[With how much you roll around in garbage heaps, Sho, you probably needed that, don't lie. For aroma correction if nothing else.

Rin is regretting (a little) how messy that was, and the fact that it was a half thought-through reaction in the first place -- honestly, space is just so many flavors of he did not fucking sign up for this, what can you do? He hasn't picked up another vat, though, that's something.

He has, however, managed to use the reprieve to snag one of the shovels the colonists use for their mining, so his reply is more distracted than annoyed.]

... What, you want me to let the next one take a chunk out of you? Be my guest.

[thegrimheaper]

[Yeah honestly that wine probably was an improvement, smell wise. BUT CLOTHING-CARE WISE, DO YOU KNOW WHAT WINE DOES COTTON!!

Regardless, there are more of those gross monsters heading in their direction, and Sho takes the opportunity to kick the closest one to him- towards Rin. Don't worry, it's probably unconscious by the time it gets to him.]

Don't even pretend like what you did had any real value- you're paying for the dry cleaning I'm going to have to go through for this jacket.

[sharkastic]

... You know you can just ask them to use their fancy machines on it. But I guess you like squawking about it too much.

[Without missing a beat, he swings the shovel in a wide arc and... more or less bats the unfortunate animal back towards Sho. Because two can play at... whatever the hell they're playing at. The only thing that's really clear is that it's probably beneath Rin in terms of maturity--

But there are also three-winged mole creatures trying to rake his face off, so honestly he's not going to worry about the details right now.]

[thegrimheaper]

[Don't pretend you're more mature than he is!! You're younger than him!!

This time though, Sho dodges the mole-whatever, because that's enough of "toss the probably dead animal at each other."]

You don't mind throwing your ratty threads into whatever they have to offer, but I actually have standards for my clothes.

[Can't you tell by his hobo-chic style???]

[sharkastic]

[Age means nothing, old man. Zombie. Whatever.

(The really sad thing is that Rin ends up in hobo-chic when he is dressed, so they probably aren't that far off style-wise.)]

Yeah, yeah. You can waste your money at the dry cleaners if it makes you feel better.

[Since he is very much a Normal and much more interested in concentrating on their vaguely demented game of whack-a-mole, though, Rin doesn't bother sparing a glance for whatever Sho's 'standards' are before answering. They've both been stuck on the same job for enough length of time that he can guess.

Doesn't mean the fashion outweighs the personality, though.]

[thegrimheaper]

Your money, you mean. I said you owed me, I |meant| it.

[Not like you have a sparkling personality yourself, crybaby.

However, things are getting worse, the longer they stay down here.]

This is getting repetitive. Plan B.

[And Sho... starts hightailing it out of there. You should probably keep up, Rin.]

7

[dreamermoa]

[Moa's glad that she's not asleep right now, because this is one of the most gorgeous things she's ever seen. It reminds her a little of the Reality Storms back home - soft colors lazily wafting through the air, mysterious and beautiful and perhaps a little scary - although she's pretty certain that it isn't one. No one seems concerned about it, for one thing, and it's not passing through the walls into their rooms like a Reality Storm would. Anyway, whatever it is, it's amazing and she loves it and would like it to stay forever.

You know what else is pretty? Athletic boys in thin shirts jogging around. Those are pretty.]

Hi!

[sharkastic]

[There have been a fair few people calling out to their friends or meeting up in the places he's passed so far, so while the nearby greeting does catch Rin's attention briefly he puts it down to another one of those and... keeps jogging. Try harder, Moa?]

[dreamermoa]

[WOW RUDE. Actually, now that she looks a little closer, she notices his somewhat vacant expression. He doesn't even seem to notice the beautiful starscape they're passing through. Maybe something's wrong with him?

She attempts to jog after him, which works for a minute or two, but then she realizes that he really is athletic and she really is...not. Also, she's running after a stranger, which is slightly weird.]

Hey. Hey! Are you okay?! [Now she's yelling behind you, Rin. HEY LISTEN HEY HEY LISTEN LISTEN.]

[sharkastic]

[Yep, he's totally out of it, so much so that he doesn't even notice his odd, smaller shadow. If Moa hadn't called out, she could've probably followed him home at this rate. He does slow down once he registers the close-proximity yelling, though. That's a little harder to miss, even if he has no clue why anybody would be yelling at him.

... Much less running after him. He finally stops once he realizes that, yes, he's picked up a straggler. What the--]

--What're you talking about? What do you want?

[He'd normally be at least a little suspicious, but, well... it just comes out confused.]

[dreamermoa]

[hehe following cute boys home She stops too, gratefully, and rests her hands on her knees. She's aware that this is now officially awkward, but oh well. The worst that'll happen is a stranger will think she's crazy.]

You're...like...totally zoned out! There's all this stuff going on and there's people talking to you! [She waves at the lovely stardust the ship is cruising through to illustrate her point.] Are you okay?

[maddeninghatter]

A little hard work never —

[ Break is, fortunately, quick and light enough on his feet to escape most of the shower. As soon as it's over, he dances back, perching at a point just behind Rin's shoulder, so he can look over it at the wine-soaked creatures. ]

I say! Are you trying to get our unexpected little visitors drunk?

[sharkastic]

I'm trying to keep them from flattening us or the merchandise.

[Rin seems to realize what he said after the fact, because he flushes angrily and turns back to the fray.

There are still way too many of the things skittering around, some paddling along the dirt like odd miniature land ships and, worse, vanishing into it. The floor of the cave is hard-packed but not all of it is stone -- he retreats to high ground next to the fancily-dressed guy who hasn't stopped smiling the whole time and wishes for a mining pick or something. For various reasons.]

You going to be helpful or just sit there being the peanut gallery the whole time?

[maddeninghatter]

[ Break's hand is covering his mouth, as if he were hiding a smile. In truth, he's breathing hard. Every little exertion is getting progressively more difficult. ]

Ha! Haha! You seem to be... doing just fine on your own.

[ Breathe. Okay.... okay, he's fine. He'll just drop his hand now, and lean on his stick clandestinely. ]

But has it occurred to you that we're the uninvited guests? It's highly probable that they were here first.

[sharkastic]

I don't care if they were here first. [It's a futile grumble, Rin giving Break a dirty look for his completely useless observation. He's really too focused on the impending furry takeover to pay his companion much more mind.] What matters is that the guys we were supposed to meet aren't here.

[Honestly, he just wanted to get in, get out and get things over with. It's not like he expected the job to be 100% straightforward, but this is so far beyond 'not in the job description' he doesn't even know what to say.

So instead, he starts planting his foot in the face of any creatures that try to climb onto their ledge. It's a bit of a balancing act between self-satisfaction and getting his foot bitten off.]

[maddeninghatter]

Quite so. A failed monetary transaction is much more important than being overrun by unknown creatures.

[ He tilts his head, observing. He has experience with hostile penguins (don't ask), and the one thing he tried to do for as long as possible was to avoid engaging them. It was a good strategy for as long as he could maintain it, because it meant he could simply melt out of their way without being pursued.

Unfortunately, however, it looks as though the creatures are now actively targeting his hot-headed companion's foot. Or leg. Or — ]

Goodness!

[ Hey kid. Hope you don't mind being yanked back, before an alien mole creature bites off your.... ahem! ]

If I might say so, it's unwise to attack when one is outmanned, as it were.