WHAT I LEARNED IN BOATING SCHOOL IS -

[prosecutory]

TEST DRIVE MEME



HOW IT WORKS:

► 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!
► STEP 3 | Post this all over your plurk and get people to join in on this jolly good fun. Don't forget: it's mandatory.

mmmm delicious copypasta

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aikuro mikisugi ✂ kill la kill

[strippingsensei]

1.) altaciere high school

<sub>[ You've seen this guy before. He was here earlier, not saying a word to anybody as he carefully surveyed the area. He does an awful lot to keep his appearance covered, sporting a pair of mirrored aviators and wearing a simple white shirt with a black tie and dress shoes. Was he a teacher here? He looked like a teacher. But you haven't seen him actually teaching anything yet. Right now, he's just observing some of the plant sculptures in one of the court yards.

It's driving you nuts. Get this slouched over guy's attention and ask what his deal is! ]</sub>

2.) otherworldly

_{[ Okay, so. Less clothes than before and it looks like his hair is groomed. The only thing he's missing are those sunglasses and thank goodness because it's starting to get dark. Aikuro is seated at the bar on his own, having idle chatter with the bartender. Are you the bartender? Did you make that frou-frou drink of his that he's having without any shame? Or maybe you're the person who is just now taking a seat next to him or a few chairs down to which he leans over sideways. ]}

It's your lucky day.
I'll buy you a drink.

_{[ wowow lucky you. ]}

3.) park

<sub>[ And now, even more clothes are missing. Just a shirt, but still. There's no reason for a guy like this to be wandering about in dress pants with no shirt on— but he is, and you're there witnessing it. Good job. Clearly you're hallucinating because was he giving off some vibrant, fuchsia glow right now? Specifically over his nipples?

uh….ok.

Oh, he's leaning over to get a drink out of the water fountain.
When Aikuro straightens his posture, he takes a look at the person who noticed him and steps aside.
MAYBE THEY WANT A DRINK?
or maybe they're still curious why he's glowing pink. Well, he isn't anymore. It was your imagination? MAYBE? ]</sub>

The water is a bit harsh, but! It's very refreshing!
_{[ UM ALRIGHT. ]}

3

[syunsyun]

[ Okay, so in idol work you see some weird shit... but what even is that? The line (because it sounds more scripted than natural) makes him think that he might have walked into a commercial. There's one thing though... ]

You forgot to set up the camera.

[strippingsensei]

_{[ Aikuro smooths his hair back out of old habit. Was he.. glistening just now? Surely.. not. ]}

Camera? What for?

3 of course

[gorillatama]

[Kondo senses it immediately. There's a disturbance in the force. Somewhere, some when someone is getting naked and trying to take his spotlight. He easily follows the clues of the glowing nips to this. Sight of sights.]

Ahem. I'm glad your nip-nops are incredibly perky and pink on this fine day but you're currently breaking the law probably. I'm gonna have to ask you to dim down your weapons and come with me.

[Squints; he means your nipples, bro]

[strippingsensei]

<sub>[ are you kidding bro is walking around shirtless a crime now. I mean, he's got trousers on there isn't anything wrong with that, right.
If it's a crime, though, CONSIDER HIM GUILTY. so, so guilty.
and he's proud of it.

At the man's request, Aikuro's brows lift and he shifts his hands to the side, gently clapping them together.

clap. clap.

The vibrant glow emitting from him completely goes dull and Aikuro slips his hands onto his hips, completely undeterred.
are you fucking serious. ]</sub>

Ah? Did I do something wrong? Are you a person of authority?

2.;

[headscratcher]

[ have yourself a giggly, bashful, blushing




35 year old man... accepting this offer of a drink. a lucky day indeed. ]

Ha ha ha! It's kids like you this place needs more of, pal! Especially with that dreamy hair of yours. [ MAYBE HE'S A LITTLE TIPSY, MAYBE. ]

[strippingsensei]

<sub>[ giggling, bashful, blushing 35 yr old man.
god bless.
he aspires to be like you one day within the next few years.

Aikuro catches on this guy has had a few too many, but, what's one more going to do.
The compliment gets him to laugh.

ps he uses lo'real cause he's worth it. ]</sub>

—What will it be for you to drink?

3

[prosecutory]

[Why is this man walking around shirtless.

Why is he glowing fuchsia.

WHY IS HE DRINKING FROM THE WATER FOUNTAIN.

Edgeworth gives the man a quizzical frown, and shakes his head politely. The dude stopped glowing...]

I...I see.

[strippingsensei]

_{[ He's standing there, holding the fountain button, because it looks like this other guy wants a drink? Maybe?
But when he's just standing there stiff, Aikuro becomes a little concerned. ]}

Ah?
Is everything alright?

_{[ have you been blessed by the nipples is that what this is about. ]}

2.

[nagyka]

[ She's the one that would prefer a dark corner but has opted for the easiest route to quick service, sitting down before the counter. There's a few stools between her and the only other patron present at the moment, which she had assumed was enough of an indication that she'd like to drink alone -- or, at least that she didn't wish to bother the other person present.

When addressed, she looks to her other side first. Expectantly, like someone else may be here. ]

No, that's alright. [ She raises a hand, tries to appear pleasant and congenial. ] I prefer to buy my own drinks.

[ Normally, she'd leave it at that and she intends to, turning back so her body faces the bottles lined up behind the counter. But she's not familiar with this person -- and it's not that she's nosy (but she is) but... well, it couldn't hurt to be neighborly, could it? ]

I've not seen you around here before. Is it your first day? Why don't you allow me to treat you, instead?

south korea | hetalia

[gropes]

1.) dragon karaoke

<sub>[ YEAH MAN Korea originally put something here and legitimately put something here and he isn't just lying about it. He doesn't really remember any of this so it's like a kid in a candy store all over again because WOW this place is cool. It's Korean inspired, duh. Of course it is cool.

Of course, his excitement has died down as much as it can.
Who is that guy over there singing to Block B? Right on tune? RIGHT ON BEAT?
JUST WHO IS THIS FABULOUS KOREAN MAN? Go, go forth and compliment his singing now that he has stopped. ]</sub>

Yes, thank you for the applause! _{[ nobody is applauding ]} Good singing originated in Korea!

2.) park

<sub>[ You see this? This is the look of utter distress. Like seriously. There were tears rolling down this guy's face. You could say it looked like he had just witnessed something HORRIBLE. And he's looking up at this tree in dismay.

Every time he tries to climb this tree to get up there, he seems to fail one way or another.
Eventually, he just bows his head and presses it against the tree trunk.

Holy shit. Maybe see if he's okay? ]</sub>

quietly sneaks in why is it so hard to pick...

[hoasen]

[SO I'LL GO FOR ONE FOR NOW.

She did manage to golf clap because despite it all, Korea is really good at singing and performing.

Dammit.]

2.

[bauhinia]

Did you finally realize Toyota is better than Hyundai? [ Holy smoke, Hong Kong, you can't just go for the jugular right out the gate! Have you no restraint? No sympathy?

Apparently not. ]

bob belcher | bob's burgers | ota

[belcher]

[audio;

There are the sounds of a sizzling grill, the restaurateur allowing the sound of a freshly-pressed patty sound off to the network.]

Hey, so I'm starting to come up with some really good ideas for some themed burgers for this place.

[And there's a scrape of a spatula against the surface of the grill, the other side of the patty beginning the sizzle with vigor.]

Okay, so this was the first one I thought of. The Stepford Chives burger. [Is that a small laugh to himself?] It's pretty much your standard burger, just garnished with chives.

Or, get this. The Holly-daise Heights burger. It's a burger with hollandaise sauce. Heh. Pretty good, right?

[Sizzle...]

But hey, if you want to go with your plain old classic burger, I've got you covered. Just stop by my place. As you may have guessed, burgers are kind of my thing.

[:)]

(ooc. haha um i guess if you want action, just say so in your tag and we have thread them out at his place or whatever. ;; i am such a noob help)

text.

[nagyka]

You are a fan of puns (and evidently, burgers), I take it?

It seems cafes are the most popular business here, but I think that might make you the "wild card", so to speak. I hope you'll do well and I will be certain to stop on by on break.

audio;

[witchplz]

[What's that? Applause? Why yes it is, even some laughter]

Alright I've gotta admit that's pretty damn good. What has been the hardest ingredient you've faced for the good of puns? I've been trying to think of a really difficult one but I've got nothing...

video;

[headscratcher]

[ don't worry, bob, your jokes did not go unnoticed by this guy, who is also chuckling too. ] Ho ho ho. These puns are pure genius, pal! You'll definitely go places with a brain like that.

...



Oh, yeah. What's Holly-daise sauce? [ he laughed at these puns without knowing what they meant. ]

beast | kingdom hearts/beauty and the beast

[revulsionandderision]

i. network
[a young man of about twenty, looking less like a furball, and more like, i dunno, hugh jackman or a renaissance painting. take your pick. regardless of his form, he looks incredibly disgruntled, hunched over in front of the screen, hands tensed up, as if they were claws instead of fingers, and if he could growl, he would. alas, humans do not growl.

his eyes flick to the screen-- bright blue, almost shockingly so-- and then they return to the table.]

I'm not... supposed to be here. Nothing about this is right. [a snarl.] Tell me where I am.

[his face softens for a moment, but it's almost too subtle to be noticed.] Tell me where Belle is.

ii. someone's roof
[it's been a few weeks, and beast (that's all he's called himself. that's all he's let anyone call him.) has come to terms with the fact that belle isn't here, that he's human, that the spell isn't necessarily broken, and that he's going to be stuck here for quite some time. from one curse to another. it's been hard to adjust to a human body, but it's been manageable.

still, old habits die hard, and after a run through the woods, he's climbed up on someone's roof, watching the town at night from his perch. he's waiting-- for something, anything, nothing at all... hunched over and ready to pounce.

someone walks by below, and he hums lowly, his voice gruff when he speaks.]

You shouldn't be out.

iii. ???
[make your own scenario! lay it on me!!]

ii

[vintage_magic]

[Being a witch tends to mean a lot of late night brewing and spellcasting by moonlight. So Lily is something of a night owl. Even if not all of her magic works at the moment and her herbs are being used more for cooking than casting these days, it doesn't mean that she's grown out of the habit of a little midnight gardening.]

[Stepping out of the house with a gardening apron tied over her vintage dress, she turns her head looking for the speaker, finally catching sight of him on the roof and raising an eyebrow at him.]

A strange thing to hear from a man crouching on my roof like a gargoyle. [It reminded her of her familiar doing something similar.] What in tarnation are you doing up there?

2.

[nagyka]

[ Boy, oh boy, did you ever choose the wrong gal to police... not that she's going to throw something at him or climb up there and wrassle him to the ground or anything. She can't quite pinpoint the direction the voice came from beyond a little to her left and it takes her a moment to realize it's coming from up above -- though when it does click, she folds an arm over her waist and makes sure the pest is plenty aware that she is aware. ]

Oh? And why is that?

[ Her tone indicates that she ain't in the mood for this shit, so you should tread carefully. All that will happen if he doesn't is a lecture, though. Lectures from her can be pretty painful, so it may not be worth taking your chances... ]

#2 the depress

[axecellent]

[ It takes him a solid minute of 'Is that her? It can't be her. What's she doing here?' from the time he spots her to answer the questions ('It is. It can be. Getting weapons.'). He cycles quickly through a number of emotions and if it had been five, six months ago the wheel o' emotions might have landed on pulsing rage that cannot be quelled.

By all means, it still should. She had shot him. Not just that, but she'd betrayed him and the BSAA. Would the Jessica he'd known back in the FBC have done this? Or, had that experience twisted and tainted her as it had all of them in one way or another? He could handle such a thing better now, but knowing he'd told the cadet that it wasn't their place to question or investigate when all of his accusations had been correct... it was a punch to the face just like being betrayed by his former partner had been.

It's one of his last memories, from home. He doesn't know how it might end, but that doesn't change the facts. She'd not only left him to die, but she'd left Jill and Raymond and Chris to die with the ship's secrets, as well.

It sickens him that he has to do this again (and that he knows he's too soft and that the he knows he might very well make the same mistake again), but he draws the simple semi-automatic Beretta M1951 he'd picked up here when his weapons were missing. He's also replaced his axe, but there's too much room for a mistake with that. He aims it and approaches, leaving about as much space as the last time between the two of them. ]

I wouldn't put all my eggs in one basket if I were you.

[ Eggscellent. ]

dick gumshoe | ace attorney

[headscratcher]

a. video;

[ there are few things gumshoe takes seriously in this world, and believe it or not, his JOB is one of them. amazing.

that's why, today, he looks thoughtfully sad. ] You know, I've heard of places with low crime rates... but never a place with no crimes at all. How am I gonna do my job in a place like this, pal?! [ oh, and now he's yelling. ] This might be the biggest crime of all - depriving me of my paycheck!

b. park;

[ have you ever seen an old lady sitting on a bench in the park feeding the birds?

... that's gumshoe. except he's not an old lady, though he very well could be. but more and more birds are gradually hoarding around him, until there is a GIANT SEA OF BIRDS in the area.

and predictably so, they start to swarm around him (and maybe anybody else around?). and predictably so, he starts to panic. ]

H-Hey! Hands off, pal! Claws off! Whatever you've got, get them off of my face!

...

I didn't think I'd die so young, a blooming 32... [ it seems he's given up, and just lets them scratch him while he sits there wallowing in self-pity. ]

b for what the bunk, detective

[prosecutory]

[What.

Edgeworth had just done the groceries (just like a real husbando! just like a real dad!) when he passes through the park for the scenic route, walking with a large paper bag in one arm. Ah, it was a beautiful day, sunny, nothing could go wro -

Too late. That right there looks like Gumshoe withering under a mass of pecking, scratching birds. Edgeworth stops in his tracks and stares at Gumshoe. Those birds are probably incapable of inflicting irreparable damage on the detective, at least.]

Moonlighting as a bird feeder, Detective? Or perhaps a birdhouse?

A, text.

[nagyka]

There are other ways that your services may be utilized, I assure you.

What is it that you do, in particular?