EVERYONE GET IN THE CAR, it's TEST DRIVE TIME!

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TEST DRIVE MEME



WHAT THE FUCK TO DO:

► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting or alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need them!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether or not you're voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk and get people to get their big asses in here and force them to app or face the consequences. Oh, and I guess have fun. I suppose that's important, too.

reposted from the lessor who reposted it from ineuphony, you get the picture. posted with mod permission!

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[centripetal]

[ colette was about to say something friendly, a start to an explanation about this whole place maybe, but one of the names roxas calls out interests her.

so she pauses, and she considers maybe not saying something because it complicates things, but she finally decides. ]

Um... You know Axel?

[theotherpromise]

Uh- [there's a small stammer, a moment of surprise. well, axel supposedly goes by the name 'lea' now, from what he understands, but he'll go along with her.]

Yeah. He's my best friend. How do you know him?

[centripetal]

Oh! [ did axel ever mention his best friend...? she feels like he has, but it was so long ago she can't quite recall a name.

... well, they're meeting now, and that's good enough for her. ]

He was... here a while ago. Maybe a couple of months ago? We were friends. [ a small smile. ] I'm Colette. Oh, and--um, I guess you're new so you don't know... but I'm not a simulation. It's nice to meet you!

[theotherpromise]

He was? [travelling worlds, maybe? new questions arise, but first she introduces herself.]

Ah- [he gives a polite nod.] Roxas. Nice to meet you.

Sorry, but how can I know this isn't just a program? [wouldn't be the first time it's happened to him. he very briefly glances around him before meeting her eyes again, as if he would somehow see a grid there and the simulation would come toppling down.]

[centripetal]

[ all right, that's a hard question. she hardly knows anything about programs and stuff... she just tended to go with what was in front of her, and "this is a program" certainly wasn't it. ]

... I don't really know how I can prove it. [ just the slightest bit downcast, but she brightens up and continues on anyway: ] All I know is I'm not a program, and this feels as real as my home. I mean, I was like you, and I just woke up here.

[theotherpromise]

[he's still plenty skeptical. he's not going to take one person's words as the entire truth. she is earnest, though.]

How long have you been here?

[centripetal]

[ she's still not quite used to the calendar they use here, so let her count on her fingers and mouth the months to try and get a bearing on the answer to the question. ]

There was October, and I think I came in the beginning of September, so... [ when she runs out of fingers, even she looks a little surprised. ] Um... almost a whole year, I think.

[theotherpromise]

A year? [he blinks, eyes wide.] You've been away from home that long?

[centripetal]

[ seeing his surprise just makes the length of time she's been here sink in even more. long... it really was a long time, wasn't it.

a slow nod. ]

I don't want to worry you, though. People do get to go home--I've seen them leave. [ maybe she should just pretend she's been here for a shorter time... ] I guess me and some other people are just... a little special?

[theotherpromise]

A little special... [he deflates, his shoulders and his gaze lowering in thought. special enough to be kept for that long? what about sora? what about the things he's been taken from that need him there?

he looks back to her.] What do I need to do to get home?

[centripetal]

[ and just like that, her lips press together a little more tightly. let her think about how to word this one. ]

... I'm sorry. I wish I knew, too. [ woah, what a good answer. ] I don't think there's anything you need to do--it's, um... it just happens. One day they're here, and then... they're not. They go home.

[theotherpromise]

[oh no. ): he's hitting the worst notes. guard set down, he's a little more careful with his questions. she seems nice. he doesn't mean to make her sad.]

So they must've found their own way. ...Or something else helped them.

Sorry. It sounds like it's happened to people you know.

[centripetal]

Mm... A year is a little long, after all. [ and though that's a little bit sad, she cheers up with a light smile and tone soon after.

really, she shouldn't be making new people feel bad. she's sure he's already got enough to deal with. ] But you don't need to be sorry, Roxas. I think it's better that they're back home, and... it's important that I tell you what I can. Even if it's not really a lot.

[theotherpromise]

[he smiles, though it's faint. it's weird, smiling and knowing that you're doing so with your own body.]

Like you said, a year is a long time. You already know a lot more than I do. Any bit helps.

So-... nothing dangerous has happened while you were here?

[centripetal]

No... sometimes it is a little dangerous. People don't have any of their magic when they come here, but one time the Landlord gave everyone a random ability. Um... not everyone used them to help people. And some of them weren't safe at all. [ a pause. ] I think... mine was "trip, and explode".

[ and she's totally clumsy so. ]

And before that, someone went around hurting people. It was just those two things, I think.

[theotherpromise]

What? [that's, um. terrifying.]

You mean the lessor, right? So he can take everyone's powers, but also redistribute them? That- That sounds terrible.

Who was the person that attacked you guys?

[centripetal]

I'm not sure. [ it happened really quickly--she didn't get a name, and colette hasn't seen her since. ] She had brown hair in two braids, and um... that's all I really remember.

It's only ever happened that once. The Lessor giving people powers they didn't have before, and [ carefully: ] that person. Usually, if he gives something back, it's something you had in the first place. He's given me back a lot of what I had back home.

[theotherpromise]

And she's not here anymore. [from what he's gathering, anyway. it's formed as more of a question.]

So there a reward system, almost? [his face sours a bit.] That's kind of cruel, isn't it? Giving you things from the home he's keeping you from.

[centripetal]

[ she nods. ]

Mm... at the same time, I think it's better than nothing. It felt a little strange not being able to do what I could before. [ she seems a little pensive after this, though. ] But I guess it really is, a little bit--cruel, that is. I never really thought of it like that before.

[theotherpromise]

What did you do back when you were home?