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[ecophobic]

TEST DRIVE MEME!


SO HOW DOES IT WORK?

► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting; alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need 'em!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether you're just voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
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Ayano Tateyama | Kagerou Project

[behindsmiles]

Assumed CR

[ Whoever you are, Ayano is your friend and she is giving out personalized scarves or hoodies or both! Whatever you want them to look like, Ayano probably did it. Congratulations, this is your ticket into the Mekakushi-dan/Blindfold Gang. You can pretend you heard about it from her or any other members in it.

She's around and about Holly Heights, either going from door to door or passing you in the different districts somewhere. She greets you with a smile and hands you your scarf/hoodie/both of those things ]

Just the person I was looking for! I finished your [ scarf/hoodie/both ].

[reisys]

[ She greets Ayano with her trademark pose. But of course. ]

Ku ku ku, I foresaw your coming with my fourth eye, my faithful servant. [ If the third eye can see spirits, the fourth eye can see the future. Shut up, it makes sense to her. ] You arrived 0.0156 seconds earlier than I predicted, but as ruthless as I am, I, Reisys vi Felicity Sumeragi, Queen of the Exalted Night, will forgive you just this once...

[ Translation: She didn't expect this at all. Kobato takes the scarf in her little hands. She's this small that it's hard to believe she's fourteen. RAISING THE SCARF TO THE HEAVENS as she chuckles darkly. ]

With the magic Scarf of the North Wind in my possession, this temporal body shall be impervious to all ice elemental attacks! [ She means temporary. ] I'm invincible!

[kagerous]

[ Hibiya's still trying to get used to Ayano -- but, well, she's related to Hiyori, so... he might be putting in a little more effort to tolerate her compared to the rest! At first, though, he just gives Ayano a slight facefault, saying in a deadpan tone: ]

I didn't think you'd actually make it when I said that, you know...

[ but he receives the scarf (he already has a hoodie he's used to, after all.....) and studies it more closely. Its pattern on the fabric looks similar to this -- ]

[ his tone changes to obvious confusion as he facefaults more obviously, too. ] -- Wait, microphones?

[ he's all right with the moons, since they sort of remind him of that time he looked at the moon with renewed determination to save Hiyori!!... but wouldn't microphones fit Momo better? ]

[reluctantseventh]

[ There's a completely flat look, considering Shintaro's already wearing the scarf she made for him just last week. It's not as if he's this frail NEET who'd shatter if he so much as hits the pavement. Oh wait, he is.

Sighing, he's going to take this one anyways, red as it is (fitting, really). ]

Don't you think you've made a lot already?

[ How annoying... ]

[lowscore]

[Did someone say scarf?! In truth, he's always wanted one! Look, now he can join Ayano and Shintaro in their.... scarf gang.... (?)]

It's really for me? Uwaaaah, it's so fluffy!

ryuko matoi | kill la kill

[gotnaked]

a. [ There is one (1) Extremely Tough delinquent wearing equally tough pajamas currently questioning everyone she sees.

She doesn't look happy. ]

Oi, you seen a woman named Satsuki Kiryuuin around here? Tall, stupidly thick eyebrows, always looks like she's got a pole shoved up her ass... [ ... So maybe it's less a description and more a list of insults. Sue her. ]

b. [ Maybe she is stuck here — but that doesn't mean she has to be happy about it. Still in her pjs (she has student council presidents to fight, there's no time to get changed), she's sitting on the side of the road, idly petting a stray dog that wandered up to her at some point. ]

I'm gonna punch her goddamn lights out. [ There are less suspicious things to say out loud in a public place. ]

c. [ Make up your own!! This shitty douche will probably be all over town causing trouble. ]

a...

[tsugi]

[She's focused more on this...device she's been given, and is reading through the Welcoming Guide (frowning, contemplative and quiet) when she's interrupted by this...

This person. Well.

She barely looks up.]

No. I haven't.

b

[needlegunner]

[ Someone else is stalking around like a lion in a cage, looking like he'd rather be anywhere but here, nearly passes by her before she starts threatening women while petting a strange dog.

He pauses, hands in his pockets and brow tilted low. ]

...Matoi?

[ Are those pajamas? (Like the guy whose only concession to this place was a pair of pants has any room to talk.) ]

Hilbert | Pokémon

[powerfulwarrior]

[Maybe you're waiting for a train. Or someone.

Maybe you're taking a walk around yourself.

Doing your job?

Walking a giant grass snake. Anything.

No matter how you crack the egg the yolk's gonna break because Hilbert's decided that today is the day he self-teaches himself to drive, as he is the man of the house. Or one of them if he nabs a husband. It can't be that hard, right? Right! Right.

But it's okay, he's only narrowly missing people and stopping afterwards to offer his apologies... and a ride, if they're going anywhere! And he's apologetic!]

Are you okay? I'm not used to driving yet, but practice makes perfect! [Please just hit that optimistic attitude off his face.]

[stoutland]

[Walking a giant grass snake? What kind of loser does that?

Oh right. Cheren does. Because that's exactly what he's doing. Where is he going, what is he planning on doing when he gets there? That's not important. (spoilers: he is probably planning to hang out in the park, because Serperior likes it there.) Really, the most important thing at the moment is the both of them jumping out of the way of a car that seemed to be coming right toward them.

Thankfully it veered off at the last moment, but that didn't stop Cheren from jumping backwards, and Serperior from needing to catch his Trainer before he fell over. People sure are bad drivers in the city.]

Pay more attention to your surroundings! It's not just us you could've hurt; if you had hit something, you could've been injured, as well!

Miki Hoshii | The Idolm@ster

[hoshiino]

Come on in and stop by the Honeybee Cafe~! Don't you want to come in and have a snack?

[ With a dazzling smile to woo all passerbyers in the Pleasure Gate, Miki gives a wink. Her arm holds out a platter of small pastry samples that are meant to be given out. ]

We have free samples! [ Or, you know, a cute girl advertising a cafe nbd ]

[juuyondaime]

Pastries...?

[ She stops as she walks by, looking at the tray of samples. You've got Acchan by her weakness, Miki! ]

But they all look too pretty to eat...!

Atsuko Maeda the 14th | AKB0048

[juuyondaime]

Assumed CR

[ Somehow, you and Acchan ended up wandering pretty far into the Pleasure Gate. You've found yourselves standing in front of Haguromo, window shopping and staring at the beautiful kimono on the mannequins in the window. Atsuko seems particularly enraptured by them, though. ]

They look like the robes we wear when we go to Atamistar... These are so much more elaborate, though!

[ She turns to you, friend! ]

Did you have anything like these back home where you live?

[ She clearly looks like she wants to go inside, but Acchan is nothing if not accommodating. ]

[lalabye]

[ Hiro gives her a smile and nods. Idols of all times and worlds need to stick together, so it's somehow only natural he ends up on a shopping tour with Acchan. ]

In my time on Earth, these are typical for Japan. People don't usually wear them in daily life, but most girls own one.

[ And of course he notices exactly what the wants and being the person he is, he'll go with it. ]

This store likely has a larger collection so let's check them from up close.

Kobato Hasegawa | Boku wa Tomodachi ga Sukunai

[reisys]

A, assumed cr

[ Let's pretend you're her housemate. Let's also pretend you've been living with this goth loli-wearing, tomato juice-drinking pretend vampire for some time, and now it's summer. One day, while she's in front of the TV watching her favorite magical girl anime, you find her sitting next to a pile of clothes. Then, all of a sudden, she stands up. ]

REISYS, TRANSFORM!

[ She spins around thrice as she removes her frilly hair accessory. After that, she starts taking off her socks. Then, she starts taking off her dress, but it's hard. STOP HER BEFORE SHE STRIPS. Or catch her after she's already put on her new getup: a simple sleeveless top with ribbons and a skirt. Ku ku ku, she says once her transformation is complete. Ku ku ku. ]

B, assumed CR

[ Okay, it's not summer. You're still living with her or she decided that hey, going to A-san's house/restaurant isn't such a bad idea. ]

Ku ku ku! Greetings, my servant. Rejoice, for Reisys vi Felicity Sumeragi, a True Ancestor of the Blood Clan of the Night, has graced your presence...

[ Her stomach growls. ]

a, omg

[tsugi]

[She's leaning against a window sill, barely paying attention to the stripping (because in Ohtori you learned not to give much thought to anomalies out of nowhere, and Kobato is a living anomaly). It's raining today, the water falling hard against the window pane, which feels cool when Juri presses her forehead to it. This is more interesting to her.

She does however, say flatly:] Put your clothes back on.

juri arisugawa | revolutionary girl utena

[tsugi]

a, text - established cr, before some school party

Three announcements.

I am currently holding tryouts for the fencing team, 3pm sharp, at the high school. Students ages 13 and up are invited to try out. You needn't have experience, only the drive to improve.

Secondly, I am curious if anyone has an interest in bowling.

Finally, I appreciate and am humbled by the various invitations I have received for the dance. I'll give every invitation my consideration.

[and then ignore all of them and go alone]

That is all. Thank you.

- 有栖川 樹璃

b, action - established cr, at school

[There's no control here. Everyone does what they want when they want, and school seems more like a formality than anything else. It isn't much different from Ohtori.

It's not uncommon for her to just get up and walk out of a classroom, and she does so today, standing up and leaving without a word. She doesn't even attempt to hide it.

She walks until she finds bleachers, and then settles down, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her (immaculately crisp) dress shirt and pulling something out. There's a locket there, gold and expensive looking, fashioned in the shape of a rose.

She holds it in the palm of her hand, silent, her expression impassive, and then thumbs it open to look inside.

There's no one here to bother her, she thinks.]

c - wildcard

[Choose anything! Are you practicing fencing with Juri-senpai? Has she just said something bizarre and overly deep and pretentious that you don't understand? Are you going bowling with her? Have you somehow managed to drag her to an arcade or some social event? Are you a teacher giving her sass? Are you her fashion consultant? Are you hating and want to develop a weird poisonous codependent quasi-romantic emotionally abusive relationship with her? The possibilities are endless.]

a

[harbingersoul]

have you asked the lessor for an alley

Hilda | Pokemon

[colorblinds]

[assumed CR or not, whatever floats your boat]

A)

[It wasn't like she wanted to do it. No, she definitely wouldn't have chosen this if she'd known. But at least she has experience from that cute little place at the Village Bridge she helps out at sometimes, and... well, she does look pretty good in an apron, if she does say so herself.

So, Hilda took a job at a maid cafe. Trouble is, the uniform is... not her taste, that's for sure. It's a little, um, bolder and frillier than she had thought it would be, or maybe they just got more gaudy in between her needing a job and her actually getting one, just to spite her. Either way, she's stuck in it now.]

W... Welcome to-- ahh, jeez!

[Either it's a case of sheer nerves, or it's seeing someone she knows -- or a little of both -- because she immediately whirls around and runs hands through her ponytail and pulls on her skirt, trying to even herself out before trying again. Jeez, all of a sudden, she has a lot more respect for anyone who manages jobs like these on a regular basis. Maybe she should just find something else...]

B)

[It's lunch time at school, and Hilda is sitting in the classroom, secretly having stuffed her Whimsicott into her bag to keep her company throughout the day. She'd much rather be out and about, learning things through practical application than through being droned at by someone else, because this school is just so dull, but... she'll have to make do for now. Maybe tomorrow she'll skip, she thinks.

Her Whimsicott, however, seems to be even more bored than she is, as she slips out of the bag and starts quietly moving the classroom furniture around without her trainer's knowledge -- if your character was just going to sit down, they may be in for an unpleasant surprise, as the chair seems to have moved a bit while they weren't looking...]

A

[stoutland]

[The maid cafe isn't actually where Cheren was looking to go at all. He was looking for a smaller store that was supposed to be in this area, but he couldn't find it at all. Despite having been here for a few months, he wasn't the most directionally gifted person when it came to the gates he didn't spend as much time in. He was really just hoping for directions when he walked in the door, and didn't immediately register the greeter as someone he knows very well. When she opened her mouth, though--]

...Hilda? [Yeah, that was a new one. Not really the sort of outfit he's used to seeing Hilda wearing.]

Do you work here?

Yuca Collabel | Immortal Rain

[harbingersoul]

a ( action + voice )
[In the shadowy back aisles of a hardware store is an elementary school kid surrounded by screwdrivers and bits of various widths prying off the back of a phone. Maybe's it's his, maybe it's yours, but whose ever it is will miss more than a few calls.

Yuca stares with quiet intensity at the interior, hunched over and tense. One way to understand a world, a culture, is through its technology.

But what he's doing has consequences, like the massive amount of ear piercing static noise posted to the network as he unscrews another component.]

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b ( text )
what meaning does a name hold

b for breathes wheezily

[witchplz]

hope parents imbue upon their children, ownership, belonging, identity of oneself.

what do you think of the meanings?

brendan || pokemon {emerald}

[nothair]

a. lawn - arrival;

[ confused people on all your neighbors' (or your) lawns? you know what that means! it's That Time of month again! no, not that time, it's the other time!

this particular newbie is just enjoying the grass. on all fours, crawling through it, dirt smudged on his distressed face. living the life. ] Why is this grass so short? Swampert, where are you? [ sadly, his 5 foot tall friend isn't going to emerge from grass this short anytime soon. but he won't take that for an answer, he's going to find swampert if it's the last thing he does! ]

b. around holly heights - anytime;

[ have you ever seen one of those lost pet posters with pictures of cute cats or dogs or birds or turtles on them that tugged at your very heart strings? well it's time to let the tears come pouring because that's exactly what brendan has been plastering over every surface in sight for the whole day. except instead of cute pets, it's just a bunch of badly-drawn, deformed creatures including our beloved x, x, x, and x. ]

c. your pick! assumed cr and housing is a-ok!

A!

[stoutland]

[He might not have found a giant swamp frog thing, but Brendan certainly did just bump into a large grass snake that had been very happily chilling on the front lawn, sitting out in the sun and doing his own thing. Serperior was rather happy, at least, until Brendan bumped into him, now he's a bit annoyed, and staring down at Brendan, very much hoping he'll get the picture and apologize.

Cheren, meanwhile, isn't too far away, but he's not right at Serperior's side. If he hears something, he'll come (he's within earshot, after all). But for now, it's just you and Serperior, Brendan.]

ellone | final fantasy viii

[connects]

assumed cr (or not)

[It's been ages since Ellone's been able to relax and settle down in one place, though admittedly, she had finally been given the opportunity to do such before she suddenly woke up on a lawn chair in this strange town (and found herself suddenly married). So far, she hasn't figured out the best way to make use of her time, but in the meanwhile, she's content to do the basics, such as grocery shopping, provided no one else in the house has already elected to take up this task.

On this particular day, Ellone has taken a detour from her daily routine to browse to check out the flower shop she'd passed by a few times now, but never actually gone in. In particular, some white flowers similar to ones that she remembered grew in Winhill catch her eye, and Ellone might end up staring at them a little longer than intended, feeling nostalgic, before she notices you standing there.]

Oh, I'm sorry- I was just thinking about someone these flowers reminded me of.

assumes??

[nagyka]

[ At first, Quistis doesn't know what to think. At this point, it doesn't quite seem probable. She's had all the luck in the world in comparison to some people here, so why would she be afforded more of it when they weren't? As she nears, it becomes more and more obvious and her heart must have nearly burst forth from her chest when realization hit her.

She, of course, appears natural as she comes up beside her. Casual, even. ]

I wonder if they remind us of the same person?

[ She shifts closer, into Ellone's line of vision. Different clothes, same color. Coral blouse and a dark skirt, blonde hair up in the same telltale style. The smile she wears is private, comfortable. Strange how you can be separated for most of your life and still look upon one another as family, as if they never every intimate detail of the past fifteen or so years. ]

rikku | final fantasy x

[machinavellia]

[ does your pocketbook suddenly feel a bit... lighter? there's probably a reason for that. that reason is currently making off up the street with whatever she took, just snatched right out from under your nose, and once she thinks (thinks) she's a good distance away, she stops to investigate her prize. ]

Not bad! Dinner's on my new best friend...!

[catective]

[ It does, in fact, feel a little like something is missing! His expression is dour and he's easily able to pick the suspect out of the lineup when he figures it out. He can't be blamed, not when they street isn't particularly bustling with activity.

He approaches from behind, pushing his glasses up. He looks more like a disappointed elder sibling than a victim. ]

That seems like more than enough to cover dinner for one.

[ If it had only been a few bucks, he might have let it slide. He isn't heartless. ]

Izuru Tomonaga | Aphorism

[thievings]

a.
[ He wakes up in the middle of nowhere--more specifically, in the middle of someone else's lawn. What a surprise. one; he's not dead, and two; he has a heart now? Some fascinating thing they have here. But first thing is first, where on earth is he?

He'll just grab some random passerby because he can. Rule of thumb in any foreign environment--gain trust and then crush. ] Excuse me, can you tell me where I am, please?

b. network text
I would like to know where the nearest hospital is as I'm sure most humans can't function without a heart.

Or perhaps pointing me to the nearest heart donor would be appreciated as well. Thank you.

c. wild card

b.

[tsugi]

The hospital is defunct.
Do you have a heart condition?

Satsuki Kiryuuin | Kill la Kill

[paramountcy]

[It's not unusual for a teenage girl to be out shopping at the mall.

But for this teenage girl, maybe it seems a little out of the ordinary. Satsuki doesn't seem to be:

1) Enjoying herself
2) Buying anything
3) Particularly interested in drinking out of her food court-procured cup of tea.

Dressed stylishly all in white, she's window shopping at best, terrorizing store clerks at worst, cornering them to interrogate them about their displays, their branding.

Here are some things she might be found doing:]

a; [Making her demands to such store clerks, notable because she is neither accosting them outright nor being particularly aggressive while doing so. She's intimidating because she's perfectly serious, perfectly straight-backed, all even and commanding in tone.]

What is the meaning of this nonsense? If your entire store is filled with nothing but cheap replications, how can you hope to accomplish anything?

b; [Standing in front of one of the floor-length mirrors outside of a changing room, holding up a series of blouses in front of her as if trying to decide which to try on, with what seems like absolutely no interest. She fingers the fabric thoughtfully, one corner her mouth turning up into a joyless smirk.]

Interesting...This is too interesting.

c; [Placing a substantially large custom order to be delivered to her house immediately upon completion, by a specific deadline, to specific specifications.

You will be in line behind her/waiting of her for a while.]

d; [Shopper's choice! Assumed CR is fine for anything, keeping in mind that she is not particularly easy to befriend.]

b

[getnaked]

Isn't it just? These clothes barely have any patches on them!

[ POPPING UP behind right Satsuki, sure. nbd, just in awe possibly over being in a store where everything is actually factory-fresh and not ghetto and secondhand. ]

Leon | Kingdom Hearts

[overmatch]

OPTION A:

[ this is what a mid-life crisis must feel like, leon's convinced of it. this is exactly what it feels like when you realize you're boxed in. well, perhaps that was being a bit dramatic. then again, life has become dramatic. suddenly a new house (it's quite nice, actually) in a new community (also weirdly nice) and a nice car. with two kids. two of them. two of them. there is nothing more panic inducing than walking into a home that's supposedly yours to two boys rough housing in the living room. calling you "dad". of all things.

he must honestly be living someone else's life. he'd like to give it back. thanks, this has been enough of an insane week, please take your kids, your place, your existence back now. any time, now! leon feels so entirely out of place. sitting in the car with both hands on the steering wheel after dropping the kids off at a friend's, dressed in clothes that don't feel like his (why in the world was his closet full of flannel shirts and worn out jeans? was that a hint for something?), thinking "wow this would be a lot easier if they had a mom. no, wait, i take that back, no it wouldn't be". single parents everywhere: leon has a new found respect for you; more than he already has.

leon pauses a moment longer to breathe. in and out. unsure if he should just run for the hills or not. it's been three days now... what was he supposed to do? let a couple of kids take care of themselves? that'd be a dick move if ever there was one.

instead he starts the car, parks it at the end of the block. gets out after locking the doors and just walks, shoving keys and his hands into his pockets. it's surreal and he didn't particularly like it. at least it feels less claustrophobic stretching his legs out. the quiet peace of everything is both off putting and relaxing, strangely enough. that's fresh air for you.

so maybe he wasn't entirely looking when he bumped into someone, or maybe a friendly 'hello!' gets his attention-- who knows what it is, but one thing is most certain: his gait is that of a man who doesn't know where in the world he's even going and a scowl that is a tad unpleasant. ]

OPTION B:

[ there is one perk to taking over a life that doesn't seem quite like it should be yours. well, a perk for leon, anyways. it's cliche to him, but working as a personal trainer in your local fitness center could be a lot worse. it's something to focus on and he'd rather help people than anything else. he's here to help you, folks, take advantage of that!

even more of a perk: actually getting to use said fitness center. leon isn't afraid to take a breather after hitting the treadmill pretty hard. works out anxious energy, you know?

the gym not your speed? how about your local shelter? nothing like volunteer work! leon likes animals, you might like animals, it's a win-win, right? feel free to chat him up about the shelter, the animals, some training tips for your dog, it's what he's there for. ]

OPTION C:

[ choose your own adventure! ]

A, when Leon found out who his 'kid' is.

[droppeddreams]

[ But what if said kid is Sora? You know, brilliant grin, a bit dim in the head, but still bright, Sora?

...Yeah that's probably half the cause the older male walked out of the fast so fast that Sora could swore he bolted out of the house at the sight of him calling Leon 'dad'. So it might've been a little bit of jest, but he sure wasn't expecting that reaction.

So... He's going to actually follow him discretely. Well, not... so discretely since this is Sora and being discreet isn't his strongest point. ]

Aw come on, it's not as bad as it looks like!

[ ...Scratch trying to be discreet, he's just following around at Leon's pace right now. ]

teacher (david) | alice mare

[recipient]

Assumed CR
a. action, after school...english teacher?
[ it's just a normal day in the altaciere high-school. the students have all left, and there lies Teacher, tired from yet another sleepless night and a day full of teaching.

Now alone, he allows himself to slump back against the chair, an exhausted sigh escaping him. ]

Hah...I didn't expect that this would be so difficult...

[ but the sound of the door opening quickly catches his attention. facing the door, he greets the person that walks in with a warm smile. ]

Ah, hello. Did you need something?

b. action, library

[ he said that he was going to get some fresh air. the day was nice, perfect for actually socializing and meeting people! after days of being cooped up in his house, that seemed like the perfect plan.

But going to the library seemed like an even better plan. Relaxed in the quiet atmosphere, he skimmed through various books that seemed interesting, putting them on the side for check out.]

A!

[thievings]

[ It's been a while since he was transferred here, and life has settled for the most part. He's still pretty bitter about his predicament, but he'd rather not be back home. School isn't that bad--he's not enjoying it, but it's nothing beyond his capability. ]

I'd like a clarification for the project, it would be much appreciated.

Rita Mordio | Tales of Vesperia

[blahblahblah]

[You're welcome to either run into her fresh or already know her; the latter might make my life easier, but whatever is fine.]

[A]
[Rita can, at present, be found with her nose in a textbook, walking down the sidewalks relatively near her house, barely dodging anything coming her way, and that only if it's loud enough. But... it's not one of her textbooks, for school. No, it's a primer on electricity, and it's caught her full attention.]

An alternating current... wait, so energy can just be carried along lines and produced cheaply? That's what the lights run off of? I know they said no mana, but this is amazing...!

[...Yeah, clearly not paying attention. Hopefully she doesn't run into someone.]

[B]
[Treating herself after acing a test she wasn't confident in (hey, it's not her fault she doesn't know this world's history yet), Rita can be found with a cup of sherbet in a variety of colors. She hasn't had any in a long time, and when she found the shop, she just kind of... gravitated toward it and decided she wanted something sweet.

But when she takes a spoonful and starts to enjoy it... she stops, and looks at the spoon, and the cup. Like they've done something weird.]

It's just not the same. In all our travels... I don't think I ever had sherbet I liked more than his. [After a second, she sighs, sticking the spoon in the highest scoop.] Dammit, Yuri. You're not even here and you're still causing trouble.

[C]
Okay, I'll bite. Why should I care about this driving thing? I have two legs that work just fine. I can walk across entire continents without complaining, so do I really need a car?

[Every eye in the house turns to her as she asks you this question completely seriously, like she's some kind of idiot, before turning away as they start to whisper. Perhaps you should set her straight.]

A

[sungeonmaster]

[as Rita is walking in one direction, not paying attention, so to is someone else: namely, one Hino Akane, who is carrying a large stack of boxes containing food. A stack that so happens to be obscuring her forward vision

This can only end in disaster]

jack | mass effect

[biopath]

a: network post

yo what ,the fuckk/ is

[audio switches on, and the thought is continued:]

--What the fuck is this. First of all? You jack this thing from a museum or something, asshole? This tech's at least a century old, but I guess it won't matter either way when I shove it up your ass. Gimme back my omni-tool and maybe I won't set it on fire first.

My other stuff, too. You know the stuff I'm talking about.

Anybody else listening to this, 'cause I know you're out there: mind your own fucking business. Go back to playing house like good little prison bitches. Jack out.

b: action (around)

[there is a woman covered head to toe in tattoos in your town today, holly heights. she looks every bit the part of an escaped prisoner (maybe because she actually is), and she's acquired a handgun from somewhere (a store, believe it or not; paid for with money and everything).

she's currently lining up a shot. in her sights? a vending machine that has refused to dispense. the casing is already slightly cracked and dented, at about boot height.

she tried playing nice, buying her snacks like a peaceful citizen. now she's done.

maybe it's best if you don't try to stop her?]

b

[gotnaked]

[ Stop her? Haha. Ryuko does a brief doubletake at her appearance — because holy shit, she didn't know you could fit that many tattoos on one body — then glances at the vending machine and puts two and two together. ]

That thing tried to hold out on you, huh? [ She seems completely unbothered by the gun, or how much of an overreaction this could be considered. ]

Bianca | Pokémon (games)

[futureprofessor]

A. The Petting Zoo

[Children, you say? Forget about that. This teenager is as excited to be there as any kid. She's beaming, laughing and picking rabbits and bumping noses with them.]

Awww, you're like, totally adorable! Even if you don't have powers, you'd make an excellent companion, I bet!

B. The Ferris Wheel

[Now this is a familiar sight! Bianca looks up at the wheel with her eyes pretty much sparkling at the idea. She totally wants in! Ah, but to ride the Ferris Wheel, you need...]

Excuse me~ Would you ride the Ferris Wheel with me?

C. Pick your own adventure!

eta: assumed cr is fine!

A

[idealisticking]

[ Working in the Petting Zoo has been a nice experience for N. While the animals here are very different from Pokemon, N still finds it easy to get along with them, and taking care of the different species helps him learn about them.

He's trying not to get trampled while feeding the animals when he hears a familiar voice. He has to double-take to make sure and he ends up hesitating for a few moments before approaching the familiar blonde.

Had he ever spoken to her? He didn't think he had, but since this girl was friends with them, it seems necessary to fix that. ]

Those are rabbits, I believe, but I've heard them being referred to as bunnies. They are really nice animals, from what I've observed.