test drive meme

[lessor]

Want to app, or maybe you've already got one written up? Maybe you want to try before you buy? This is the meme for that, in the official pre-opening test drive meme! Of course, it's unfair to throw you into a sea without some life vest, so some prompts for possible situations have been given to you, and are as follows. These can all be in either log style, text, voice, or video; it's up to you!

YOUR OPTIONS THE HOUSING GATE. While your new home is extremely lovely with a well stocked fridge and french doors and a carpet you could probably sleep comfortably on, especially if you're married and don't want to deal with awkward bed sharing, it's nice to go out every once in a while and explore the area. You do have a new car you know. Maybe you're a kid, joy riding, or taking you family on a little trip through the rows of houses that all look suspiciously alike. Or, perhaps, you've brought a friend along on a trip to somewhere else (you are running out of that low-fat butter you bought recently), maybe it's even a hitch-hiker! The possibilities are endless, but one thing is certain no matter the scenario: you're going to be stuck in this car for a while. THE SHOPPING GATE. You're at work. Yeah, you've got a job now, working the 9 to 5, making money to buy that expensive food you like so much. Where do you work? Who are you working with? Do you like your boss? The answers to those questions are up to you. You should really pay attention to that customer coming up to you though. Since that is what you're getting paid for and all. THE PLEASURE GATE. There's a show going on, although as you watch, the NPCs performing it really aren't up to snuff. Their choppy legwork and monotonous musical numbers leave much to be desired. It's really quite boring to see La Favola d'Orfeo so brutally murdered by untalented, robotic, minions such as these. Maybe texting is in order. Maybe walking out and leaving, catching another show or taking a stroll is in order? They really ought to hire different people to put these things on. THE ALUMNI GATE. That obnoxious ringing alerts you that school has started yet again. Why do they make you come to this place when all the stupid teachers do is yammer about random things that no one really cares about. Since when did the economy really matter, anyway? Are you going to sit here and take this? Or walk around the school? The boring lady up front isn't really going to notice. Maybe you should go to lunch or chat up some school chums? Your youth isn't going to last forever, you know. WHATEVER YOU WANT, BRO. Use your imagination and get creative on your own terms! This doesn't count as being in game completely, so feel free to take some liberties with events that could have happened, people you could have met! Just remember to stick to game structure and the rules.

Comments

even if this is late...?

[andifell]

[ have an angel eyeing the demon.

not exactly warily, but it is a look that borders suspicion. ]

Damon Salvatore | Vampire Diaries

[predacious]

omg ilu... but i app'd Jo instead on a whim... sob;;

[sent_farfaraway]

[Oh, she sees him. Has no clue who he is though.

He's a bit business for her, kinda not pulling off that thrift store jacket either.]

Something the matter?

fandral | thor | anywhere

[finefurs]

slides out from the abyss of shoes

[mischieving]

[When he let go of Gugnir and fell from the Bifrost, it was with the intention of never again seeing Asgard or any of the inhabitants who had always and at some point turned their back on him. Fandral is no different--even if his slights were less than the other Warriors Three and Sif, his loyalties lie with Thor more than they ever did during his brief period as king.

He feels nothing seeing him here now--like a shadow of a former life that was never meant for him. His jaw tightens, lips cocking in a sardonic twist at the corner of his mouth as he steps forward. Loki knows his appearance is a far cry from the regalness he once held on Asgard, on the throne, even among his books in his room. But that merely adds to the schism between him and what once as on Asgard.]

Awfully far from home, aren't we?

I should think you would be celebrating my absence with the rest of your friends.

[finefurs]

[ fandral has drawn accustomed to this strange little world, though this town itself is new to him-- a new adventure, a new thrill, though he wished he had his friends here to explore with him. it's loki himself who he expects last and he's visibly startled by him. mortals speak often of specters, ghosts and they had their own words for it too and if he didn't believe in the fact that it was not so easy to kill them, the aesir (and those above, the true gods), he may believe that it was indeed a ghost before him.

he's pale and gaunt, distressingly dirty-- scarred, what fandral can only assume was from his fall and though he knows his first reaction should be the cold rejection others would offer, he cannot. he pities him. he wants him to look anything but this: a walking vision of his descent. ]

Loki...

[ it's softer than he means to, expression open and honest, concerned, brows drawing, though he's cautious enough not to close the distance, to keep him safely out of hand (he may be a fool but he had self preservation all the same) ]

It was never your absence we celebrated, my friend. We mourned for you.

[ the candor and joy he felt but minutes before feels like a dream with the sadness weighing on his heart now, the inner conflict that grips his lungs and plants his feet right where they are, ]

Do you spite me so, Loki? To speak to me this way. Speak truly.

[vampirebarbie]

[you can pick where he is LOL, she'll just be snide]

... Damon? [cut to her rolling her eyes.] I guess they'll take anyone.

[predacious]

[ LOL they can just be on a street for all it matter. them meeting each other here is where the real fiasco starts~ xD;; ]

[ damon's head turns, slightly, to find caroline. color him surprised.

though at her comment, his lips curl into his smug and oh-so-amused smirk, as he gives her a borderline "well-duh" look. ]

And you realized this when...you ended up here, right?

[vampirebarbie]

Wow, I'm so impressed at the comeback.

[Her arms fold across her chest.]

Are you human too? [must. make. sure. it is even.]

[predacious]

[ he tried. ]

[ at the question though, there's the slightest tension in his jaw, as he looks away, squints up at the sun in the sky before, with a held breath, slides his ring of his finger.

only to wave it about in front of him as proof. ]

Yep. [ he wasn't happy about it, of course. actually, he really hasn't taken much time to reflect on how he was feeling. On the lack of his heightened senses, on the lack of awareness. he wasn't even sure emotionally, where he was at right now.

not that he really wanted to know the latter. but as much as he said he's missed being human?

this sucked. ]

You?

[vampirebarbie]

[She drops the tiniest bit of the hostility from her voice. At least there's that. Exhaling, she shifts her weight on her feet.]

Same.

dexter morgan ; dexter

[truncates]

le supermarket! heyhey it's a random scenariooo~

[cons]

[ Of all the stupid things to be struggling with... Wichita needed soda, that's all, just a big bottle of Pepsi she could chug all in one sitting because it had been months since she had anything carbonated, and this town was shock full of the stuff. But, as it were, the larger bottles were on the top shelf, towards the back, and she was stuck reaching like a 5 year-old trying to get cookies off of the counter. With a huff she settles back on her heels, then decides maybe stepping up on the bottom shelf might be a good advantage..

But no, no it's not, cause now she can't see a damn thing.

She's about to give up when she notices a (tall!!) man walk by her aisle, and she's hopping off the self and turning towards him in an attempt to get his attention before he walks away. ]

Hey, um! 'Scuse me. [ SHEEPISH ] This is the dumbest thing, but, I can't reach the top shelf? And I just need a bottle, could you maybe..?

eee hey girl c: also you did not see that i had some html issues

[truncates]

[Dexter stops short, turning when he hears himself (there's no one else around, anyway) being addressed. After listening to her request, he glances from her to the top shelf, guessing she wanted the Pepsi.]

Oh, yeah, sure.

[With the slightest flash of a crooked smile, he makes his way over to her and reaches up easily to grab the bottle and hand it to her.]

Here you go.

i saw nothing of the sort

[cons]

Thanks. [ oh hey, bonus. he's hot. Wichita gives him a smile once he hands her the bottle, once again facing that age-old question. does she snake his wallet, or does she try to befriend him? ]

... I don't think I've seen you around, are you new? In ..town, or whatever. I guess this is a town.

[ sideways glance of thinky-face. ]

Guess I'm still pretty new too.

perfect

[truncates]

[If she even tried to snake his wallet she'd be very disappointed with the outcome.

Dexter shrugs, looking as if he feels indifferent on the matter.]

I am, but I'm hoping not for too long. May as well stock up on food while I'm here, though.

[cons]

[... why's that. /chinhands ]

-- You know how to get home?

[ s k e p t i c a l. but interested. like he's just said he knows how to guess lottery numbers before they're picked. do they even have a lottery here? hrm. ]

[truncates]

[He has to wonder what she's talking about.]

I didn't say that.

[cons]

Oh. [deflates]

Well, I'd stock up for the long-haul, then. I mean, as far as anybody can tell, we're kinda trapped here forever.

[truncates]

[Not that he doesn't have a few things up his sleeve.]

I don't believe that, honestly. No matter what got us here, it can bring us back, too.

[Maybe a little pressure has to be applied first.]

[cons]

It can, maybe, but that doesn't mean it will. Creeper McLandlord wants us here, for whatever reason, so I'd say that means we're stuck. Not that I'm into this whole thing, I'm not, just.. Yeah, feels like we're stuck for a while.

[ wichita shifts the bottle into the crook of her elbow, just so she can shove her free hand into the pocket of her coat. she actually kinda likes talking about this; feeling like maybe eventually some stroke of genius will hit her if she rolls it over in her mind with a different person every so often. who knows. ]

That's the thing, we've got it pretty good here but we were still kidnapped, so. It's probably not going to be easy, finding our way back.

[truncates]

[Dexter shrugs, shaking his head. There are flaws in everything, in people, in the world, and also, though he's never put much or any thought into it, magic.]

And if it is easy?

[cons]

I'd go back.

[ no hesitation at all, but then she's scrunching her nose a bit. ]

I can't tell if you're just incredibly optimistic, or incredibly determined. Why would a guy kidnap a hundred people, give them assigned homes and cars and new lives, and then make it easy for us to find our way back home? Doesn't make sense.

[truncates]

[It made total sense to him, but he won't say a word about that.]

The answer might be right in front of us, that's what I'm saying.

[cons]

What, like we just have to ask nicely and he'll send us back?

[ very obvious kind of manipulation here, it's like saying 'do go on' without actually admitting she's interested in his ideas. heh. ]