test drive meme deux

[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! 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! IN GAME MEMBERS CAN PARTICIPATE IN TAGGING AS WELL!!

YOUR OPTIONS THE HOUSING GATE. Somehow, some way, some idiot has just run into your yard with their car. Or maybe you're the idiot behind the wheel? Did you wreck a mailbox? Maybe even, dare I say, run into someone? Stranger things have happened. THE SHOPPING GATE. For some reason the damned cashier NPC isn't anywhere in sight and you've got...well, whatever it is you've decided to buy. There's a line forming filled with people. No matter where you are, the register, the middle, or at the very end, you're surrounded by some pretty frustrated people. THE PLEASURE GATE. You happen to have wandered into one of the more...adult establishments. You might perhaps be underage and if so you need not be there at all. No one is going to cart you off, though. Maybe you enjoy your strip club/bar/peep show or maybe it's completely repulsive to you. Do you stick around or make a run for it? THE ALUMNI GATE. It's come time for the school festival! There are various booths, stands, activities, and all sorts of people milling about! What grade are you in? School? Are you sociable or withdrawn? Are you in charge of something? Crashing a party? You're full of youth and the world is yours for the taking! 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.

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Lilo Pelekai | Lilo & Stitch

[alonetodie]

[finefurs]

[ she's managed to get him down, laying on his stomach (feet kicked up, waving lightly), an array of coloring book material there before him as well as a rainbow of crayons which he still isn't quite sure how to hold. ]

And I merely apply color...? That is all?

m o r i a r t y | sherlock (bbc)

[stayinalive]

Tommy Dawkins • Big Wolf On Campus • idk pleasure gate?

[wolfout]

[It's not Pleasantville, but the smalltown thing reminds him of home.

Not a good enough reason to want to stay trapped here! But he digresses, assuming he's learned that word. Welcome to a bar in the pleasure gate of the perfect little gated community, stud.]

I always wanted to go into one of these.

[silvern]

Me too. [ Hey, if anyone's on-board with the idea of going to a bar in the middle of Nowhere, waking up all Stepford Wives-ed with a burning need to be a dumb teenager, it's Allison. She's usually a rule follower though, so maybe there's a bit of trepidation involved here as she stares up at the blinking neon sign. ] My dad would never let me, and he was always on really good terms with law enforcement. It made for a really not-rebellious experience.

Aigis | Persona 3

[orgiamode]

((OOC: Just be warned that she'll be humanized in game =w= Also, responses will be slow.))

Akane Tendo | Ranma 1/2

[uncutefiancee]

[This wasn't Japan and it certainly wasn't anywhere near the dojo. Akane had found herself lost and alone in someone's lawn, so she had decided to go try and find help. A police station or even an information booth would have been helpful at this point. But nooooo. Where did she end up?

On the doorsteps of one of the said adult establishments.

She looks up at the sign on the building, eyeing the neon lights. This place just oozed sleaze...and she hadn't even tried to go inside yet! She sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping.] Now I know how Ryoga-kun feels...

[wanders]

[Did someone say Ryoga-kun?

Because really, he just wants to go to the grocery store. This was literally the worst place he could possibly be right now, surrounded by nothing but neon lights and not a single map in sight.

But, what was this? In front of that building over there... It couldn't be!]

A...Akane-san?!

derek hale | teen wolf

[triskelion]

Gon Freecss | Hunter x Hunter

[gonfreecss]

Shizune Hakamichi | Katawa Shoujo | Shopping Gate

[riskplayer]

[ Someone's picking a silent fight with the shopkeeper. There's a lot of finger snapping, angry glares and frantic signing from this girl. The shopkeeper seems confused and angry, but mostly angry.

Butt in? Run away? Wonder what's happening? ]

[burntviolet]

[ ... Wait. Is that who she thinks she is?

Hanako, being there just by chance as she is shopping for her "family", carefully approaches the counter where Shizune is standing. Knowing that she can't hear her, the purple haired girl can do nothing but let the other notice her. There's a lot of hesitance, but eventually she does make it there.

Have a light tap on your shoulder. ]

jesse aarons (bridge to terabithia)

[artisticking]

[ Jess stands at the side of the road, looking at the houses lining the street. He shoves his hands deep into his pants pockets and swallows hard, a sense of fear tightening itself around him. None of these houses look familiar to him.

Leslie would take it as some opportunity for adventure, say something about not being lost then give a big speech about how they were exactly where they should be. But he's not as brave as Leslie, especially when she's not around. So fear and worry? Totally evident ] Leslie? C'mon Leslie. This ain't funny no more.

[loaverboy]

[ this should be like any other day, honestly, but he stops when he hears a voice-- scared, alone. against his better judgment, he follows the source and hesitates when he sees at a small distance a boy that looks-- remarkably like himself.

younger. but it's unmistakable. ]

... Hey.

[cornyinmylife]

[Taking a walk about town, Iris notices Jess. Never one to pass by someone in need, she cautiously approaches him with a kind smile.]

Hello there. Everything alright?

madoka kaname | puella magi madoka magica

[restores]

Sollux Captor | Homestuck | 002

[silicomb]

[ It's not his fault the tills are unmanned and the doors unwatched. Security ought to be tighter for a business smack dab in the middle of alien civilization. The loss of revenue certainly isn't any of Sollux's concern, no, not at all.

So he's demonstrating his lack of care and concern in a manner most hearty and [hopefully] undetected. Shopping basket laden with items deemed edible or useful, he's crab-walking his way straight to the doors, a wary eye out for whatever employee or person of authority that may be within sight.

Can't blame a kid for trying. ]

[notgood]

[ Actually he can.

Meredith may not have any connection to the store but he's not going to let a kid obviously steal a cart full of groceries.

He steps in front of Sollux, blocking the door with a stern expression on his face. ]

thor odinson ( mcu. )

[norstalgic]

[ ooc. i'll be slow because work + new voice. forgive me!! ]

I totally meant for this to be short....also 005 I gues

[mischieving]

[It isn't that he's settled in here--far from it--but there's certainly no crime in establishing a few habits here or there. Habits like bypassing Fandral's overzealous family coddling every morning in the form of a lengthy visit to one of the coffee shops in Bruce's surprisingly immaculate hotel. Half iced black tea, half iced black coffee. Off the menu. Exceptional.

What he doesn't anticipate on his way out is the slightest glimpse of golden hair--rich red fabric fluttering slightly in the early morning breeze and the solidity of a form that is very much Thor. His brother's presence had existed here once before, thankfully brief until the strange announcement seemed to indicate he had departed from this sort of purgatory. Whether he came of his own will or was taken like the rest of them had not been made clear, but it matters not. Loki doesn't want him here. His meretricious friends have been enough to deal with.

And...no matter how much time has passed here--no matter how much he may or may be settling in, making plans for his own whims and stirring trouble--seeing Thor only exacerbates his hatred. Memories of ages long past, tarnished by the bitter veil of insecurities and malice. He should turn back to re-enter the building or duck down another street, not stare as though rooted to the very cement before the other god. Instead he puts his newly gained powers to good use--hesitating only for a moment in choice before shifting into that of a small boy. His likeness is only slightly visible--dark hair, fair skin, and a darkness in his eyes that perhaps does not belong on one of his age.]

Are you lost?

Amanda Young ☠ SAW ☠ Housing Gate

[livingcure]

[What was all of this bullshit? This nauseating sickening bullshit?! Screams were being replaced with children's laughter, depressing lost souls were now the happy couples that went about their everyday lives. This wasn't happiness. This wasn't what she asked for. Her fingers ran across the engraving number on each metal key. Growing familiar with the texture, the feel, and the damage that could be done with her new weapon. Undoing the ring that binded them together, Amanda gripped 3 keys between each finger, closing her fist tightly around them. She let out a sigh, just for comfort, for ease in calming her thoughts. Closing her eyes, Amanda waited, finally hearing someone approach her, someone asking for possibly directions because they too were new to this place. Well then...why not welcome them with the proper procedure she always managed to follow?

The rigged edge of the keys met the individual's face with such a force that caused the man to fall over. There has been no time for the man to collect his thoughts on the matter before another pound met his face once again. Amanda repeated the action, over and over, forcing the blunt edges into his eyes, into his throat, again, and again, until finally there was no fight left in him. This act continued on until she felt relived. Until she had enough blood to smear on to both of her hands. That was the cure for her anxiety, for her instability she had been feeling. But there was just one more thing she needed to let out, to tell the poor soul that had already come to pass]

Don't you ever talk to me...you worthless piece of shit.

[hallucinating]

[ the door to the house had opened in the meantime, the gentleman residing there (alone now, as it should be, as it would be, he hoped) watching intently. if he was disgusted, he gave no indication-- if he appreciated it, even more so. his face is a passive mask, those large blue eyes of his empty behind large frames.

he thumbs the catch to the canister of newly formulated hallucination gas, a slim little thing that fit right in his sleeve, and cleared his throat. ]

Come inside.

[ he holds her gaze when he gets it for just a split second, enough to recognize that she has a "monster" in her, so to speak, just as much as him. and though crane isn't particularly one to indulge kindred spirits, it was better than what he'd had before here. he moves back and into his house (his own territory, where he feels safer, yes), calling out to her, ]

And don't drip on the carpet. It's new.

mister monday ♨ the keys to the kingdom

[fairoffice]

[With someone so bound down with lethargy, one would expect Monday to be a patient, calm man. But the slow, accidentally graceful way he moves his languid body hides his brittle temper, his easily frustrated nature.

One wouldn't, for example, expect to catch him brutally attempting to destroy a folding lawn chair, as he is doing at this very moment.]

[effortlessly]

[ tasks came much easier to david without this fleshy body and inbred humanity; scheduling them, specifically, like making monday's lunch and entertaining him at the same time. it might have given him an appreciation for the effort it takes to be human if he were younger and more naive, but truly it made him value himself as he was, before. superior. more efficient.

he arrives outside with an air of cool, setting the carefully crafted sandwich on the table and moving without hesitation to grasp for his wrist, the other cupping over the opposite shoulder, hoping to soothe him. ]

Come now, sir. Let me take care of that.

Merton Dingle | Big Wolf on Campus | Shopping Gate

[paleyoungman]

[Oh look, it's some weird goth kid that has 'shove me in a locker and forget about it' written all over him. He's at the very back of the building up line for the time being, but he doesn't appear to be particularly bothered by it. The products he's hoping to purchase are books, after all. Lots and lots of books, almost too many for his arms to carry, but he appears to have found himself in a Pleasantville-like wormhole and it's time to do some transdimensional research.

(None of the books actually tell him much about that-- there's not much of a specialty section 'round these parts, but a boy can dream.) Mostly, he's carrying a bunch of young adult novels that talk about people falling into alternative realities (one of which may or may not involve a girl named Alice), and trying desperately to skim through the book on the top of his stack. He is flipping the pages very awkwardly with his chin.]

all of tommy's icons are making ridiculous faces I can't

[wolfout]

[Now there's this guy sidling up next to Merton, completely ignoring the line forming behind him because lol that's not important.]

Can you believe this place, Merton? They have everything here! And stuff I've never even HEARD of before.

[CELL PHONES MERTON, CELL PHONES.]

rider | fate/zer

[sikandar]

[two huge barrels are sitting in the yard--one marked "wine," the other "almost wine"--and a humongous dude lounging in a chair beside them with his own massive cup. come! the king of conquerors, iskander, alexander the great, eagerly awaits your company!

and video game tips.]

[mr_fine]

[Apollo isn't one for drinking, generally. He considers it his duty to remain sober especially when he's left in charge of Trucy, and besides, a drunk attorney isn't exactly reassuring to his clients. But, well, despite that, he is a little intrigued by those barrels - even if the size of the barrels and the man drinking from them is kind of terrifying.]

Er, what's the 'almost wine' supposed to be?

Ponyo | Ponyo

[lovesham]

[Somehow, the little girl managed to find her way to the grocery store. She wandered up and down the isles, looking around at things with wide eyes. Everything was so new! And it all looked pretty good. It didn't take her long to find the deli section. Lunch meats, hot dogs, bacon...No, she wasn't interested in that. As soon as her eye hit the package, she took in a deep breath and squeeled out.] HAAAAAAM!

[She ran over to where the package of ham steaks were hanging and jumped, making a grab for it. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough and Ponyo fell back down onto the ground, landing on her bottom. Tear.]

[hellebarde]

[OH NO LITTLE GIRL D: running over!!]

E-eh!? Are you okay?

Veronica Santangelo | Fallout: New Vegas | 1

[snarkingscribe]

CRASH!

Glass, splinters, the remains of several feet of picket fence, and some poor soul's daily mail are now all over the sidewalk, their yard, and the car Veronica is driving. In the meantime, she's fighting with the air bag, and muttering things about 'stupid old-world technology'. Finally she just hauls off and punches the thing, but only succeeds in honking the horn.

"AUGH!"

[speakagain]

Air bag? What the hell is an air bag? More importantly, why is it in Christine's face and why won't it go away?! Make that two women in the car fighting with the air bags, though the one with stitches and scars all over her face is being much more vocal about her displeasure.

"Goddamn cazadore-fucking son of a -- What the fuck is -- "

HONK.

Christine doesn't react vocally to the horn, but she does just about have a fit of anger. ... and maybe of fear, too. Maybe. The Madre does things to your nerves, and waking up suddenly in some Pre-War town with no explanation and being expected to pick up a supposedly normal life, well... That doesn't exactly help much. Especially considering what happened the last times Christine woke up in a strange place without knowing the how or why.

Sealand | Axis Powers Hetalia

[recognizeme]

housing or shopping works for this...

[ex_husband711]

[Have the most excited papa ever. Well, okay, he doesn't look super excited, but he totally is. All full glare out and he's quickly rushing over to the unmistakable micronation. He's both happy and... concerned that Sealand is here. But oh well he needs a moment of reunion between father and son!]

Sea.