test drive meme deux

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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 Are you sociable or withdrawn?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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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.

[fairoffice]

[Monday too found this human form useless and weak. Oh, he was always weak as a Denizen, that tiredness gnawing at his golden bones minute by minute, but at least he could summon his true strength when it pleased him. In the House, Sneezer could not have attempted to placate him so, lest he wished for his arm to be removed for his troubles.

But here, oh here, he could no more resist David successfully then he could find the patience to desist his futile battle against the item of furniture and attempt to open it logically.

Rearing back, he snapped out his distaste.]

Don't touch me!

[Weary with the effort of struggle, his motions slow, and he begins to slump against his current butler. The strength remains for venom, however.]

Who do you think I am? Who are you to take such, such liberties? Where were you?