'tis the season to drive like crazy FA LA LA LA LA, LA LA LA LA

[prosecutory]

TEST DRIVE MEME


WHAT 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, tell your friends, drag them over here and get them to join in the crazy. Or else. And most importantly, have fun, profit, and tell even more friends!

 

***stolen from all the kind folks on the meme comm

Comments

[xylobones]

If you have no tongue, you should have no problem holding it when your superior in name choice offers you one.

[nooo]

reginald is a dumb name
it sounds like a disease

[xylobones]

It sounds elegant! And it's superior to whatever you have in mind I'm sure.

[nooo]

John Lemon

[xylobones]

[ do the beatles exist in klk... let's say yes. music ping!! ]

... A good second.

[nooo]

i only accept firsts

[xylobones]

And I gave you one already.

[nooo]

well
i want more

[xylobones]

How many dogs do you have?

[nooo]

i lost count at seventy hundred

[xylobones]

I'm not that gullible, dumbass!

[postpone]

[ And here comes your not!boyfriend on the sidelines, watching as you make that shot. He smiles, proud of his friend's abilities before reaching over to pick up the ball that had rolled away.

It wasn't too far, just rolling against Teppei's foot as he grips it in one hand. Taking a moment to examine it, Hyuuga, and then back to the ball once more. ]

Are you practicing by yourself? That's not fun at all! [ A bounce of the ball, finally making his way into the boy's peripherals. ]

Mind if I join?

Mia Fey | Ace Attorney | usin' the scenarios from the post!

[doubledsofjustice]

Scenario 1

[This place is completely strange-- and you know what the best thing to do is when you're new! That's right; it's time to investigate and look for clues. That's what Mia's up to, though she's doing her best to make it look like she's doing nothing more than taking a leisurely stroll.

Every few paces or so, however, she'll stop, inspecting a house or a tree or a gate with her finger to her lips.]

None of this makes any sense...

[A sigh, and Mia crosses her arms.]

[I guess I shouldn't be surprised Phoenix and Maya got themselves caught up in a place like this, but....]

Scenario 5

[You know? Mia isn't the biggest Steel Samurai fan, but she'd rather be watching that than whatever... this show is.

Hell, she'd take being back in court over this. (Not that it's a surprise.)

Rolling her eyes, she figures it's time to do her best to sneak out of here and find a bathroom-- or any place that's a good enough get-away. Don't mind her as she slips past you with a polite 'excuse me'.]

[nooo]

sorry
it's actually sixty hundred

1

[prosecutory]

[If Mia decides to investigate or pass by House 1438, there is someone outside shoveling the sidewalk while a border collie rolls around in a patch of snow. That someone has his back turned but it is clear that he has gray hair and is wearing a long cobalt coat. His pants are burgundy.

And his dog perks up upon seeing Mia and will run over to her excitedly. Person!]

[doubledsofjustice]

[Mia does approach a certain 1438, if only because she sees a figure there in the distance-- but it's the dog who approaches her first.

Stooping down and crossing her arms over her knees, she reaches out a hand to let the dog sniff.]

Hey there... Well, aren't you friendly. Where's your owner, hmm?

[Casting her eyes above the pup, she does catch those burg--

Seriously, is he wearing cobalt with burgundy? What the hell.

Not the point. That grey haircut looks familiar.]

...Wouldn't you know it.

1!!

[notadetective]

[Hey there stranger, that's our mailbox you're examining over there.]

Can I help you with something, ma'am? [Gregory was returning from some morning grocery shopping and happened on the scene at the right time.]

[doubledsofjustice]

--oh!

[Grace! Suavity! Totally not needing to hang onto the gate to keep from slipping on the snowy sidewalk. Uh-uh.]

No, sir, just... [Smile, Mia! You just got caught creeping on some guy's mailbox for pete's sake.]

Checking out the place.

[...But you know, I know I've seen this guy before...]

[notadetective]

[Greg normally would give a person a chance to explain before judging, but he couldn't help being suspicious by her actions. Nice first impression, Mia.]

Is there someone here that you're meeting with?

[doubledsofjustice]

Actually, I've never been here before. I just moved in, you could say.

[Crossing her arms, she does her best to keep from looking skeptical. She knows she's seen him before...

Then, as if remembering herself, she extends a hand for him to shake.]

I'm Mia Fey. I'm sorry if I was intruding.

[notadetective]

Mm. I see. [So she's a new arrival....hold on, Fey. Where has he heard that last name before? It looks like Mia wasn't the only one who felt a bit of deja vu.

He should stop stalling though and return her greeting. While he would normally take his hat off in greeting, he had a bag in one hand so all he could do was shake her hand with the other.]

Gregory Edgeworth. Welcome to Holly Heights, Miss Fey. I take it you must be trying to understand how you're here then.

[doubledsofjustice]

[Wait.

Wait. Hold up something more important than this Holly Heights shit hold the suspiciously-90s-looking-despite-it-being-2019-ish phone.]

I'm-- I'm sorry, did you say Gregory Edgeworth?

[notadetective]

...I did. [So this woman did recognized him. Fey...he still couldn't quite pinpoint where he heard that name.]

I don't recall us ever meeting, but for some reason the name Fey does sound familiar to me. Do I actually know you?

tifa lockhart | ffvii: advent children

[ecophobic]

a. network post

[What do you do when you wake up in a strange place? Well, you inexplicably find your bar. The bar you had, years ago, that was lost beneath tons of steel and earth.

Tifa is sure she's dreaming (a horrible dream), but she flicks on the video to her phone and pans out, so that whoever is watching can get a good look at the building she's looking at. Seventh Heaven, to be precise.]

Is anyone there? Can you see this? [Her voice is level and calm (save the thin, barely-there note of distress), but unseen, her grip on the phone is white-knuckled.] If you can, can you tell me who this building belongs to?

b. action

[She's pretty sure that there is some cosmic hilarity to be found in a stolen car (is it stolen? she'd been given the keys), breaking down before she can get anywhere in it.

Not that there appeared to be anywhere to go. Weird replica of the bar aside, this certainly was no Edge. The roads wound in circles. That said, she's sitting near the side of the road, the hood of the car propped up.

Her hand is covering her face, but she looks more annoyed than distressed. And it's snowing. She's not dressed for this weather. Hoofing it on foot was an option, but where could she go?

And where were Cloud and the kids?]

flies with option b

[terracanta]

[ it's hard to ignore someone in trouble, and aerith just happens to be strolling down the street on her way to the grocery shop, equipped with grey rain boots, a pink dress, and red wool coat, her signature pink ribbon fast around her braid. guessing by the way the other woman is dressed, she seems new—or she isn't and is merely resilient to the cold, though the latter is hard to believe with the snow melting like this. wasting no more time, aerith hops over to the girl, worry in her bright green eyes. ]

Excuse me, something wrong with your car?

[ in her time, the closest aerith would have come to tifa is by passing through sector 7 and by the bar, then popular and brand new. though she can't recognize her, being nearer to her now makes her feel as though she should be familiar… like recognizing kin, maybe, but intuition can be weird sometimes. aerith decides not to trust it just yet, instead reaching for her phone and thinking of whom to call for help. ]

I know I couldn't fix it for you, but I know someone who can…