APRIL TEST DRIVE MEME

[soulmods]

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!

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Yoshitake Tanaka | danshi koukousei no nichijou

[markovich]

A day in the life of a dumb highschool boy

[Even with all the nightmare hunting and magical transformations happening, Yoshitake still managed to find himself being bored. Work?! Who'd have thought he'd have to work?! And of all the jobs available to him he ended up standing behind a cash register ringing up item after item as the day went on...so lame.

This isn't like a magical girl show at all!]

...This is like a stupid filler episode [he muses aloud as he leans on the counter top. He may also be completely neglecting to tend to you if you're waiting in line with some items.]

A Successful Mission

[Aside from the fact that he didn't know what the hell he was doing for the first half of that fight, Yoshitake thinks he did pretty well! Sure, there were some definite hiccups and moments where he very nearly thought he was going to die, but they won! They won and now he can pretend as if he hadn't been moments away from pissing his pants.]

Haha--[It's a shaky, nervous, yet excited laugh.]--We did it! That was so cool! [He makes a gun gesture with his hands as he grins from ear to ear - only to yelp in shock when lasers shoot out of the tips of his fingers instead.

HOPE YOU'RE GOOD AT DODGING.]

--The hell?!

[Welp, guess he discovered what his new power is.]

May Day

[This was it. Ever since he was a kid he had this grandiose dream of becoming some great hero. Even as he grew older and realized he was just being a silly child did he still hold on to that little tiny part of him that wanted to jump in and save the day. Well now here he was, and he had the chance to do it.

Of course, fighting Nightmares turned out to be a whole lot different than fighting the likes of the Archdemon back in elementary school - maybe equally terrifying...maybe. He still didn't understand his weapon, either. It was a wooden gun. A toy. The kind you load rubber bands in as a kid. How the hell was he supposed to fight with this?

Well no matter - because as soon as he spots someone fighting a nightmare he's quick to raise said gun, rubber band loaded into it already, and fire!

He's not sure what he's expecting, but apparently rubber bands really are as painful as he thought, because the Nightmare is momentarily stunned!]

Keep attacking! I'll be your support! [It's easier if he thinks of this as an RPG.]

Osomatsu Matsuno | Osomatsu-san

[loafer]

a. a day in the life

[ So, this was pretty great!

Honestly, he didn't feel that much different. But look at him! He's got magic powers now! At least, that's what that weird cat told him. Aside from the free room (nice!) and the free food that was in the room (nice nice!!), he hadn't had to do much in the way of magical stuff. Although it was mostly: he hadn't thought to seek out any magical stuff.

What he had thought to seek out was what any rational young man with a lot of free time on his hands would look for. Problem was, he didn't want to spend too much time out and about looking for it, so he decides to ask around. Except, he's not getting the answers he wants. He keeps on trying, until-- ]

Finally, someone normal! Hey, you know where I can play pachinko?

[ He has no money. He'll figure that out when he gets there. ]

b. corrupted soul gem

[ Nightmares? Eh. He'd get to them eventually. Maybe tomorrow. Or the next day. Or the day after that.

Yeah, it's pretty obvious at this point that he's just been neglecting his duties as a Magi, and he's slowly paying the price for it. He's sure he's heard everyone say it a million times, that he'll have to go out and do it at some point. Tch. What did they know? He didn't have to work. They couldn't make him do anything he didn't want to. Anyone who thought so was gonna be in for a rude awakening.

This time, even though Osomatsu's still going on a walk, he's doing so looking a hell of a lot more miserable than usual. It's not long before he bumps right into someone's shoulder, not even breaking his stride. ]

c. successful mission

[ So! That was it, huh? Everything was done and over with, and Osomatsu couldn't help but give out a yell. ]

Woohoo! We did it! Heheh, piece of cake!

[ It's. Very likely that he actually didn't do anything. ]

Wamuu | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Battle Tendency

[awakenmymasters]

Arrival:

[Wamuu regards the small creature in front of him with a cold expression. To be honest, he has no idea why he, of all beings, has been offered this wish. He has no need for a wish. He had died in the grandest manner he could have; no battle could possibly top the one he just finished with Joseph Joestar. He has no regrets. Indeed, he would not even wish for Master Kars' victory, for he is sure his Master will need no assistance from him. No matter how mighty Joseph Joestar and his teacher are, Master Kars is stronger still. He has prepared himself so long for this victory. There is no chance of failure.

So, what does that leave Wamuu to wish for? Why does this creature think that he would wish for something he does not need and tie his fate to some battle that is not his?

Well, perhaps there is one thing. Wamuu is still young compared to his Masters and that young part of him yearns to see Kars victorious. It yearns to see his Master bask in the sun, fully immortal and ready to claim what the three of them worked so hard to claim.

That would be worth it; that would be worth gaining in exchange for being bound to a new set of battles. Who knows? Perhaps, he will find another like Joseph Joestar in this new world after all. There can be no battle greater than the one he just had, but there might be another just as great.

I wish I could see Master Kars' victory with my own eyes.

As soon as the wish passes his lips, the world changes, and Wamuu almost immediately regrets his decision. Not even the visions he sees in his mind's eye of a double of himself lingering in the wind long enough to see his Master basking in the sunlight, the Red Stone of Aja glowing nearly as brightly as the sun as it breaks the horizon, makes him feel better. Something is wrong; his body does not feel like his own even though looking down on it confirms it looks the same. His fist connects with a nearby tree cracking the trunk, but the reaction only brings a unhappy snarl from his mouth.

His fist should have pulverized that tree. Not left it standing, merely damaged. The creature had said nothing about trapping him in this weak human form. It is an insult; one Wamuu will not stand for.]

I, Wamuu, will find you and rip you limb from limb! No one tricks Wamuu and gets away with it. No one!

House:

[Is this a house or a cave? The question is a very legitimate one, though the fact that the candlelit interior looks like nothing more than a very large cavern that has been formed into a living space doesn't seem to bother the man standing in the middle of it. His gaze is distant as he looks around him. This place feels familiar, but at the same time he knows he has never been here before. Could it be...?

A very faint frown crosses Wamuu's face as he finds himself wishing for a moment that one of his Masters was here. They would be able to tell him if this place was made in the form of the ancient home their people had once had. The one Wamuu had been taken from as a mere babe; the one he will never be able to consciously remember, but the one whose form is locked away in the memories of the baby he once was.

He should not want either of his Masters to share the fate he shares now no matter what information they could give him. It is selfish and an insult to all they have given to him.

Gently, a breeze begins to blow around him, wrapping around his shoulders as if it is attempting to comfort him. While he would not admit it, the warmth of and the smell of the sand carried on the breeze are comforting. It is the first time he has really been able to feel the wind since arriving and he has missed its touch.

Another thing to hate that creature for...]

Fight! As if he would be found elsewhere...:

[This is not his first fight against a Nightmare. It is only an early one; the first that has actually lasted long enough for another to stumble into it. Wamuu still doesn't look impressed as he steadies a very odd looking crossbow for a shot. Will a weapon with ammo like that even work against an enemy? It's a very logical question, though Wamuu himself doesn't look worried.

He just seems bored.

Still, anyone who steps near to him, whether to help with the flood of familiars heading their way or to ask what the heck is up with that weapon, will notice something interesting. A warm breeze blows around him. It smells of the desert; it smells of the sun and the sand.

It also smells of success. There is no way this battle can be lost, is there? Why worry? Instead, why not focus on finding whatever glory and thrill such an easily defeated opponent can bring?]

Sephiroth | FF7: Crisis Core | CRAU : Adstringendum

[argentimperator]

A Corrupted Soul Gem:

[Sephiroth hadn't actually been around that long, but he'd already learned a lot of the signs of someone letting their soul gem go for too long. Not that those signs were very subtle, or even entirely unfamiliar. It reminded him a lot of degradation in its psychological effects.

Part of the reason he kept his as clean as possible, though his did seem to darken more slowly. Probably because of his wish.

Incidents like this were the other reason he kept his as clean as possible.]

Show me the gem. I can purify it enough to give you the time you need to take care of it. [No need to mention that he did it by draining that darkness into his own gem.]


A Successful Mission:

[The fight had been harder than Sephiroth was accustomed to, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. His only objection was that-

Ah. Nevermind.

It was fairly obvious when his newly gained (regained) power settled in. The ridiculously oversized sword that he'd been wielding just a little awkwardly in both hands during the fight now settled perfectly in a one-handed grip, no longer too heavy even for the tall, well-muscled man. Sephiroth smiled as he ran through a quick kata, the blade moving easily and finally showing the real skill of the man using it.]

Mayuzumi Shizuma | Prince of Stride

[backdrops]

Arrival

[ It's funny how things work out, isn't it? Things returned to normal relatively quickly for the relationer when the creature appeared, seemingly sensing his desire to save his childhood friend at any and all costs. His wish was a selfless one, all things considered. All he wanted was for Reiji's soul and subconscious to heal themselves once more as he had a feeling this was one of those all or nothing wishes.

Things like this don't come around all too often, or at all, for that matter.

Thankfully, his wish was granted. However, he's still worried because of what usually follows. What if his friend's taken away from him due to his one time of him being selfish?

It's a sickening feeling.

He decided to not let it show while he's in Nyoi-Cho and gathering his bearings, a smile crossing his features all the while. ]

A Day in the Life

[ Maybe you and Shizuma are roommates or living in the same apartment complex and have noticed that he's usually the one taking care of Reiji. Or, perhaps, you just want to say hi! Either way, he's coming back from running errands as ever the dutiful butler that he is with a smile on his face. If he recognizes you, he'll give you a friendly wave. ]

Hello. How has your day been?

May Day

[ Uh-oh. There was quite a few beat up people, but that's okay. Shizuma was doing his best healing everyone, however over time, it was readily apparent that he was getting steadily more and more tired. Oh, and his soul gem was getting darker, too, as a result.

...But, really. It was okay. He doesn't mind. Others need more help than he does right now! He pushed the discomfort to the back of his mind, offering the next person a gentle smile as his hands envelop once more in gentle light. ]

Is it awful out there? Don't worry, you'll be good as new.

Arrival

[space_jesus]

[It was an odd thing, seeing something that small and... well, cutesy shivering in abject terror just at the sight of him. But it had sold its wares remarkably well - a little too well, in fact, because unbeknownst to it, it had exactly the thing chaos wanted most. The ability to remove him, and thereby his function, from his home universe. The loss of power was a pittance next to making sure his friends would have the time to do what they had to do.]

[...That being said, he really rather hoped he could find someone around here who was at all anything like normal. He no longer had a direct line to the collective subconscious, so he couldn't make snap decisions based on its cues - he had to do things the old fashioned way. And that meant talking to people, asking awkward questions, and generally being... human.]

Pardon me, but I've just arrived...

Taiga Aisaka | Toradora!

[preparade]

[ School Days: Nice Boat or Something ]

[ Maybe you've seen this girl around class before, but never consistently. Some days she shows up, other days she's gone or skipping class, but today, she's late. The door to the classroom slams open--locals paying no mind--halfway through second period, and in meanders Taiga, bedhead and wrinkled uniform and all. Half asleep, the girl makes her way to her desk, sits down, and gets ready for a fun day at school!

Just kidding. She's promptly resting her head on her desk and falling back asleep. ]

[ May Days: Maybe? ]

[ Time for some Ghost Busting! Or uh, Nightmare fighting. Something like that. Tonight it's one of the run of the mill, boring small fry Nightmares that are barely even worth trying in, but either way it's important to take care of them! A perfect playground to hone your magic or try out a new technique or strategy.

Unless you're Taiga. This girl is brute forcing her way through, running from familiar to familiar and beating it to the ground with a wooden bokken. Once one of them goes down, Taiga casts a fearsome glance towards the next one, and breaks out in a mad dash to bludgeon it down with a loud yell.

Except, in her haste, she fails to notice a rather small rock in her path. Small, but definitely large enough for her to trip over it and go flying through the air. ]

Aaaagh!!!

[ Taiga lands directly into a group of familiars, and as she's sitting up grumbling and cursing to herself, rubbing at a lump already forming on her head, the familiars are closing in on her. She doesn't even seem to realise she's in any danger. ]

>Be Spades Slick

[idiotmobile]

A Day In the Life

>>You are now Spades Slick

And you're mad as hell. Well. There isn't a moment where you aren't mad as hell but hell just got a bit hotter at the moment. When you put your wish in with the little white cat shithead, you didn't expect much but this is hole is still a disappointment somehow. No bar, no deserted warehouses or seedy parts of town. The place makes the wasteland look like it was jumping, and that place was pure desert until you got there.

At least you can take satisfaction that that blank-headed fuck is toasting real good right now. He better be.

Still, this place is a bore. There isn't anything even decent to steal. But at least you caught something to sate your sweet tooth. The place might be lacking totally in civilization, but at least it has a candy store. And scottie dogs.

>>Abscond with Scottie Dogs

You start scooping scottie dogs into your hat with abandon. You are just raking those fucking things in there you don't even care. There isn't much that'd be fun to steal in this hole anyway, so you'll take your theft where you can.

No one else better have a problem with that, unless they want to get their fucking jaw unhinged.

May Day

>>Spades Slick: Strife

The place gets a little more lively at night, at least. These stupid ass little monster things aren't much of a fight, you're pretty sure you could kill them with a pillow, but at least the cat monster was courteous enough to give you a blade. Good move on its part, because no one keeps you apart from a knife for too long.

The stupid costume it has you transform into though, yeah. You'll have a talk with it over that.

Still, holy shit, look at this. You just killed another one of those suckers. Better say something witty.

Hate to cut and run, but I've got an appointment with...um....I gotta go and....shit, okay....

Okay the joke has kind of evaded you for a moment. It's okay. You've got this.

[o]

[doctorhoo]

Why, hello. You must be here wondering how a fine gentleman such as myself (with a cueball for a head, I might add) might integrate into a society filled with magical girls and gents.

But don't you see? I have already done it. Here, let me explain it to you.

For example, upon my ARRIVAL, I will quickly begin exploring the town and carefully examining the residents here. Perhaps a bit too closely. Hmm, yes. One must make up for a sudden lack of omniscience one way or another, and my method involves LEANING VERY OMINOUSLY OVER YOU without saying anything.

(How could I? I have no mouth, hee hee.)


I recommend, however, investigating my CANDY STORE, which I will obviously have opened within days of arriving. It has plenty of sweets -- yes, including that one you like the very most. Come in if you like. There's no cost to your first try.

I continue to be an excellent host.


[ OOC NOTE: Please let me know if you would like a lack of courier text and/or a lack of white font. ]

Jane Crocker | Homestuck, Cosmographia CRAU

[cyan_maid]

[Arrival]

- Hey! Excuse me!

[Whoever you might be, it seems there's a new person in town, and she's spotted you from behind and is trying to catch your attention. Her voice is loud enough (hopefully), and if you turn around, she'll be waving at you, a bit tired and a bit ruffled but oddly calm, given the circumstances.]

Excuse me - sorry, but I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions? Most of the folks I've run into are unnaturally unwilling to give a girl a straight answer...is that normal?

[May Day]

[You would think that a year regularly fending off small monsters would make fighting these Nightmares any easier, but for Jane, it's anything but. For one, the eerie cane she'd been dubbed with when she made her promise to that weird white cat is absolutely useless when it comes to impaling things. It's so flimsy that Jane's quite sure her magi power is the only thing keeping it from snapping in half.

So that's why, lost in the midst of this Nightmarescape, you'll see a girl in fairly standard magical girl wear being chased by the Nightmare's minions, incredibly frustrated and incredibly out of breath. It's doubtful that little cane can do anything against those monsters. Maybe you should help a magi out?]

Mr. Belt (Krim Steinbelt) | Kamen Rider Drive

[mr_belt]

Wildcard - In Which A Belt Roams the Town

There is a belt, rolling through town.

That is to say, Krim had commandeered a few toys from the nearest toy shop, and the small belt was rolling through town, looking for trouble. It wasn't to say that Krim was getting himself into trouble, but rather making sure everyone else didn't make the effort to try and run down their power limits and go rogue.

Nothing pained Krim more than seeing a child risk their lives, and his own brush with death was also weighing on his mechanical heart. Kids couldn't put themselves in danger, it went against everything he wished for in this world.

Sooner or later, Krim is enjoying a snack, a drink of milk from a saucer with a straw, and eating a strawberry shortcake. How he's managing to do this through glass is slightly unheard of, but he's still worried about those who would be in more danger without his help.

May Day - in Which Krim is bowled head over heels

Another Nightmare monster. Was it someone he knew, or something born of this world? Krim wasn't too sure, but he bounced as the minions threw him to the side.

The belt bounced three times as the toy cars propped him up. "Fuck," he growled in English before slipping into his smooth Japanese. "Of all the times to be without a proper Drive."

The projected body had lasted for all of ten seconds. It couldn't stand up to his own transformation power, the body dissolving into light as the Drive suit failed to lock in. It was like how Kiriko couldn't handle it, and Krim cursed himself for not thinking ahead with how reckless it had been to build his tech based on the idea he'd have a unbeatable body.

"This does not look good," muttered Krim as the minions advanced.


Home Improvement - in Which Krim is Building

Krim sorely missed his little mobile trolly. It was more of a body than anything else he desired. So, using the toy cars, he was constructing the trolly piece by piece, fabricating the items out of things purchased at the local mart. It was amazing how piecemeal his work was, but it was slowly coming together, using the end of the belt strap as an arm to do his work.

Asgore Dreemurr | Undertale | Potential spoilers

[rpaccount]

Arrival

(To say Asgore never expected to find himself in a place like this is an understatement. His wish hadn't mentioned coming up to the surface at all, yet here he is: in a quaint little city with lots and lots of humans who...don't seem intimidated by the large goat-like monster at all. In fact, their downright friendliness help him set aside his initial concerns for now. A few greetings are met with a hearty "howdy" and return a smile to his face. He knows it'd be best to ask about this place, what it's like and where that friendly little monster who made the "contract" ran off to. If anyone would know anything about this place, it'd be him. And probably the locals.

Though it's a lot for the king to take in at once. It's the first time in a long time that he's seen the surface, so his eyes are naturally skyward and his demeanor relaxed, despite having such an imposing figure, with his rather large size (taller than the humans, at least) and combination of cape, armor and crown that give off the sense of royalty and power. His friendly demeanor might suggest otherwise, though given his current status of smiling at a bird that landed on his finger, he's probably safe to approach.

Probably.)

Corrupted Soul Gem

(It's almost too natural for the king under the mountain to fall back into his pool of regrets. He's made far too many in his long, long life. The soul gem corruption doesn't even register in his mind; as far as he's concerned, it's simply another day when Asgore's past has caught up with him.

Not once has Asgore ever been able to outrun his past.

The proud king practically sinks into himself, his head hanging low as he stares down at a bed of flowers in the park. None of them are golden, but it serves its purpose of reminding him of his past, something that further dampens the monster's mood and color of his soul gem.)

A Successful Mission

(Despite being a natural pacifist, Asgore's gift for combat is unmistakable. He's well trained, versatile with the trident in his hands and surprisingly nimble for a man his size. To see the king standing on the frontline, fighting alongside other magi is almost inspirational. After all, a true king leads from the front; not from the back.

...But there's something to be said about his magi attire, which seems far more casual than his traditional armor and cape. Hell, at least outfit has armor. The colorful Hawaiian shirt doesn't sway the nightmare, however, and it falls quickly. Asgore's serious demeanor quickly shifts back to a smile as the nightmarescape fades and color returns to his soul gem. With the trident standing beside him, his free arm wipes the sweat off of his forehead and he chuckles.)

Well, it seems that's finally over. How about we celebrate this victory with a nice cup of tea?

Yui Hirasawa || K-ON!!

[saylazy]

[ Day in the Life ]

Yui is standing outside a bakery, her face pressed up against the window as she looks at all the treats inside.

"Wow... These all look so good." she says, seemingly talking to herself. She wants to go in and get one, but which one and how many she can't decide. She pulls away, thinking it over, clearly distracted and giving the decision a lot of thought. Suddenly something occurs to her.

"Ah, wait! I don't have any money!"

Oh no, but they looked so tasty. With tears in her eyes she begins to turn towards random people passing by.

"Hey, these cakes look really tasty, don't they? Why don't you buys us both some?"

[ A Day in the Life II ]

Yui seemingly summons a guitar from thin air, a determined look on her face. One of her shoes is missing. This is because she's taken it off and placed on the ground in front of her.

"If you have any extra money, please give it to me so I can buy some delicious cake!"

With that, she immediately begins to play. She actually sounds pretty good, though it feels a lot different performing by yourself instead of in a group. As she realizes this her thoughts turn away from cake and towards how much she misses her friends. As your character listens to her music they suddenly feel compelled to introduce themselves or to join in.