TEST DRIVE MEME.

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Test Drive Meme

Prompts Arrival: So you've just arrived in Nyoi-Cho. Congratulations! You must be so excited about having your wish granted. Or maybe you're upset that the result wasn't quite what you expected? If that's the case, then that's too bad! There are no take backs and no redoes, so you're stuck with what you have! Maybe you should have been more careful about how you worded that wish... Oh well. There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle! Maybe one of the townspeople can help you out. Only... they're acting a bit strangely, aren't they? They're all too happy to show you around, but there's something unsettling about the way they're behaving. Almost cheerfully dissonant. Any questions about the history of the town are met with blank stares and brief silence, before they plaster a smile onto their faces and change the subject. Any attempts to tell them about your duties as a magi or anything else that relates to the magical will get similar reactions. Isn't there anyone normal here that you can talk to at all? Home Improvement: The houses that the magi are given access to really are something, aren't they? There's almost no limit to what they can do! Why don't you create the house of your dreams, or maybe recreate and relive your favorite childhood scenes? Invite some spectators over to marvel! A Corrupted Soul Gem: You neglected to take care of your soul gem, and now you don't feel quite yourself anymore. You feel like you're losing your sense of self - all you seem to be able to focus on is your old regrets and past failures. What's happening to you? A Day in the Life: Everyday hero by day, magician by night! You've got a busy day ahead of you and no time to waste! Maybe it's school, or maybe it's work, maybe it's both! Being magical doesn't make you exempt from paying those shopping bills! May Day: Uh-oh. This magical girl stuff looked easier on TV. You're in some serious trouble! Or maybe you see someone else who is! It's time to pull up your socks and show them what you have. Be the hero you've always wanted to be, or give in and be that damsel in distress. There's no shame in needing a little help now and then. A Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Nightmare, and you fought valiantly. You even mastered that tricky power of yours! What sort of power did you get? Is it a useful one, or is it not so useful? Maybe you've mastered it beautifully, and now you're showing off to all of your friends. Maybe you're having a hard time keeping it under wraps, and now you're wreaking havoc across the town without meaning to! A Dreadful Nightmare: You had an absolutely horrid day. As you drift off to sleep, your mind dwells on all the injustices you've had to endure. In response, your bed swallows you up, and your room shifts into a horrific Nightmarescape. What sort of Nightmare are you? What kind of Nightmarescape do you create? Hopefully your fellow magi can stop you before you cause too much damage! Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

Comments

[sorprese]

We know each other, in a different time and place.

[ hopefully that's not weird to say, if she's part of kyubey pulling people from other places then other universes should be no surprise. ]

Are you doing well here?

[sorprese]

It's your choice how you spend your time.

[ she's not going to be the type to try and force everyone her age to go to school -- she definitely can acknowledge that it doesn't need to be top priority. ]

What would you rather do? Aside from "anything".

[misos]

[ Turlough can't help but frown in thought, putting his hands in his pockets as he thinks. ]

In an ideal world, I'd love to travel. But since I'm stuck here.... [ There lies the problem. What wouldhe rather do? ] I'd rather explore this magic. I'm much more accustomed to technology to begin with, the magic of this place is something utterly strange.

[cyclicalconcept]

From the place where deer-me comes from, right?

[She's a magi! Weird is now her middle name! Right?

Anyways, she nods, at the question.]

Mm! I'm even helping to rebuild the school, after classes. A lot of the other magi are nice and helpful, and hopefully, I can help them the same way!

[chainsawstick]

I could explain it or I could just show it to you instead. Actually, I think showing you would make more sense.

[ Because she doesn't really know how to explain it. Magic was never her strong suit. So with a swift touch of the gem on the ring on her finger, a bright light envelops Kanaya, replacing her clothes with an outfit much more suited for the title of magical girl. But of course, showing it off like this makes her uncomfortable, as she was never much of a model despite her love of fashion, making her uncomfortable shift her weight back and forth. ]

Does this explain anything? At all?

aaaa that outfit is really cute

[crabmunicator]

[Karkat's eyebrows shoot up at that display. Magic's not something he's seen much of, aside from that time with fire in one of the arenas, and the more destructive sort displayed by Rose and Eridan (his white """science""", anyway).]

[That, though...]

Jegus. Sort of? I see what you meant, but holy shit. How did you trigger it? It's kind of hard to pay attention when all this light suddenly happened around you.

i know right?!

[chainsawstick]

[ Cute or not, it's not her style, and it leave too much exposed. Shoulders and thighs, things she's not used to not being covered by a skirt and t-shirt. There's a reason why she doesn't wear her strapless dresses out often. ]

Um. Magic. By which to say I mean I just thought about it and touched my Soul Gem and made it happen.

[crabmunicator]

[He knows her enough to recognize that it's not her usual in spite of the familiar color scheme, but he's spent so long being put in fancy outfits and seeing others subjected to the same that it's barely worth commenting on in his mind. The long ribbons might be a hazard, but it looks free enough to move in, and that's the important part.]

[He does wonder, however, what he might be stuck with.]

Okay, then color me slow on the uptake, because I haven't gotten around to figuring out whatever my soul gem is yet. I was too busy freaking out about... [He gestures around him.] Everything to really bother looking myself over.

[But on that topic...]

Look, do you want to catch up more later? If there's something else I need to know first then go ahead and tell me, but I need to figure the gem thing out and I could probably use an ablution besides. Maybe next time I can manage to smell halfway decent and have my issues more contained before we talk.

[chainsawstick]

[ Kanaya herself is definitely interested in seeing what Karkat's outfit might be. Because she's pretty sure no matter what it will be funny to see him get angry about it. Because how could he not? ]

Well. This might not help but I think you will figure it out sooner or later. It's not actually super important to figure it out right at this moment. We have time, which almost feels like a silly thing given our usual sort of circumstances, but it appears to be the truth.

[ With a nod, Kanaya returns back to normal, her clothes seeming to explode in another bright light, before ending up right back in her usual black and red. ]

Oh. Um. Sure. Yes. We can catch up later. If you need me you can speak to your mirror and I'll answer.

[crabmunicator]

[It's weird to think of, if not for the usual reason. Time wasn't something he was as pressed for back in Panem, usually. For him, it's a matter of wanting to know what he has to work with. How can he fight if he doesn't take the time to learn it? And he doesn't know when his first battle will be.]

[Her transformation interrupts him from saying so, however, and the next words out of her mouth give him something else to ask.]

You're saying my mirror is a communication device? How does that work?

[chainsawstick]

I am saying that, yes. Again, I hate to sound like I am not giving you the full breadth of my knowledge but my answer is the same as it was before. Magic appears to be the answer. Or a sort of technology that is akin to it, though much of what I have seen here makes be think it's magic than other things.

I am certain you will figure it out. It's really not hard.

[ She'd explain more about it, but she's got some faith in Karkat. Actually, despite how poorly he did as a leader, she actually still would follow him again if she were asked to. ]

Joanne Joestar | JJBA (AU)

[atruelady]

[want some information on her AU? check it out!]

arrival;

[Joanne remains perfectly content with her wish, even now, but she can't help but regret not perhaps slipping a change of clothes onto the negotiation table somewhere. the dress she wears is plain, too thin for being out and about in from a Victorian perspective, reminiscent of hospital garb more than anything else - and for good reason, judging by the bandages which enrobe every visible part of the body save her head.

it's probably unwise for her to be moving as much as she is, but even if Joanne had a choice in the matter she'd still have found herself exactly where she was now; how could she sit back when there was an entirely new world (and abilities) to puzzle out? she'd made a promise, and she intended to keep it.

the citizens of Nyoi-Cho seem bound and determined to prevent that, however. she asks as politely as she can, over and over, about the history of this place: it starts out with the country but quickly whittles down to the town itself, desperate for any kind of answer whatsoever. their lack of a response is almost as intriguing as any information might be, and Joanne finds herself studying their faces closes each time her words cause them to shut down.

soon enough she realizes with an unpleasant jolt that not only does she seem to be giving these people undue stress simply by speaking with them, but that it wasn't ladylike at all to be so aggressively insistent. she dips her head a little, expression turning to private chagrin as a hand goes up to brush back strands of hair which no longer exists.]

...I'm sorry. I won't bother you further.

[but it wasn't like she really had much more to go on after the encounter. she stares out at her surroundings with masked uncertainty, worrying her lower lip gently as she tries to makes sense of everything. there must be a library around here, surely...]

a day in the life;

[after watching your adopted brother turn himself into a vampire and slaughter half a dozen police officers, coming to grips with suddenly finding yourself as a magical girl isn't that difficult. what does continue to trip Joanne up, however, is the modern era.

she's been doing her best to get a handle on things, but honestly it's a lot harder than she first assumed. everything is simply so different, no matter what she seems to try to do. even finally acquiring another outfit had been a trial in and of itself - although she's managed it somehow, at least partially fueled by the desire to cover up all those bandages with long skirts and sleeves.

today Joanne's decided to brave the grocery store. she eats more than she'll ever be allowed to admit, and it's vital that she learn her surroundings as quickly as possible. it's a mantra that she repeats over and over as she approaches the place, expression probably a lot grimmer than it needs to be for such a mundane task.

it seems as if everything might actually go fairly well...until the automated door unexpectedly opens with no input from Joanne as she nears, startling her into taking a big step back - right into somebody.]

Oh-! Please forgive me, I should have watched where I was going!

day in the life

[cyclicalconcept]

Eh-!?

[And then she's bumped into? She was just looking for a new shirt, herself, and was about to go into the store when this happened.]

Oh, don't worry! It happens!

[atruelady]

[she suspects that this probably doesn't really happen, and it's why there's still traces of an apologetic expression on her face beneath the mild embarrassment.]

Still, I should have been more careful. I hope that you aren't hurt..?

[cyclicalconcept]

[She shakes her head, to affirm her lack of injury.]

Mm! I'm fine! Are you ok?

[atruelady]

Just a little bruised pride, that's all. [and she's more than used to that, as evinced by how freely she laughs.] I'm not used to the way things work here just yet.

[cyclicalconcept]

Oh? Then you're new? I can help. if you'd like!

[atruelady]

If it's not too much trouble, I'd greatly appreciate it! There's so much here that I've never seen before.

[ah, but it'd be rude to keep going like this without introductions! she's a little ashamed that she didn't catch that earlier, but it doesn't show on her face.]

My name is Joanne Joestar. [a pause and then, more firmly:] You can just call me Jojo, if you like.

[cyclicalconcept]

Jojo? That's a cute name! Hello, Jojo!

[She clasps her hands together.]

I'm Madoka Kaname! Its a pleasure to meet you, and of course, I'll help you as best as I can!

[atruelady]

[it is a cute nickname, but it's been forever since she's heard it on the lips of someone who wasn't her brother. Dio had teased her (playfully, or so she'd thought then) over how masculine it had sounded, how no one would find her an attractive wife with a name like that; all the same, she doesn't think she's ever heard him call her Joanne after learning of it.]

It's wonderful to meet you, Miss Kaname. [she can't help her instincts - she grips the edge of her skirt and dips into a tiny curtsy.] I have so many questions about everything, I do hope you won't tire of me too quickly!

[cyclicalconcept]

Weihihi! h, not at all! Whatever you need help with, I'll do my best.

[Nod!]

[atruelady]

If you're certain...[she bites her lower lip, then braves a hesitant glance back at the supermarket doors] Are they supposed to do that?

[cyclicalconcept]

Mm?

[...Oh, those!]

You mean the automatic doors? Yeah! They open through sensors. See? That black box over it?

[Point!]

When it senses movement it opens for you to go in! And once you leave it's range, it closes. See?

[To demonstrate she walks forward. Doors open! Then back to Joanne. Doors close!]

I'm guessing you don't have doors like that back home?

[atruelady]

[her gaze follows Madoka's pointing finger, expression caught somewhere between fascination and excitement. she doesn't clap when the demonstration occurs, but there's definitely the brief urge. thank god for all those years of training to be proper.]

No, we had nothing like this at all! Do you know how it works?

[they hadn't even had widespread electricity at the point that Joanne had come from; the idea that humans could devise something as ingenious as this is absolutely amazing.]

"Blood Red Rando" | LISA: The Painful RPG

[bloodredtears]

Arrival

[It's hard to miss the man when he looks like a fucking truck just moving through.

There are few people who could match the man for height, let alone size - he stands a good six feet and then some, and looks as if he's built like a professional body builder if the form over the flowing black cloak that covers him is anything to go by. The intimidating figure he cuts is enhanced by the skull mask he wears.

He treads silently down the street as he goes. In some ways it's almost as if he's hoping to avoid being noticed by many people, despite the way he's dressed. He appears to mainly be paying attention to just moving. To continue to walk, not necessarily watching where he's going.

Or noticing you, considering he just bumped into you.

He looks down and then says.]

O-oh! I'm sorry I w-wasn't paying enough attention!

[His voice is weak, as if getting words out pains him.]

Are you alright?