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 Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Witch, and you fought valiantly. For your efforts, you've been awarded a grief seed - and with it, access to a brand new power! 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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Battle.

[bonedoggle]

[The young skeleton is sitting in a heap on the floor, trying desperately to catch his breath (let's not get into the whole lack of lungs thing)]

ha-hey, d-don't worry about me, tori.

[Why is he so out of breath? He didn't even really do much compared to everyone else in the battle.]

[guardimom]

I will always worry about my dear friends, Sans.

[She kneels beside him and folds her hand, her golden light warming his bones. She doesn't mind this, she'll just have to work a bit harder to recharge.]

You performed very well today.

[bonedoggle]

nah, i didn't -huff- really do anything.

[The golden light soothes the soreness in his bones. He sits up a little straighter.]

you, though.
you were working yourself -huff- down the bone

[guardimom]

[She laughs brightly but can't resist a gentle rib.]

By your standards, that was a metric skele-ton of effort.

[She digs two carefully wrapped cookies out of her bag---snickerdoodles, a new favorite recipe.]

I am afraid I lack ketchup, but will this help?

[bonedoggle]

[He takes the cookies]

hey, if it was made by you, tori, then of course it'll help.

[His breathing is a lot more steady now.]

[guardimom]

[She just smiles and pulls another one out. She doesn't like to spend her resources on herself, but she knows a group of magi needs its healer to stay strong.]

There. With any luck, we will return home in time to meet the others for movie night.

[bonedoggle]

heh.

i hope so, movie night sounds like a skele-ton of fun.

[guardimom]

It should be!

Are you all right to travel?

[bonedoggle]

uh, i think so?

[He stands up... and stumbles a bit, mostly from being dizzy]

[guardimom]

[She extends a paw to catch his shoulder, waiting to see if it passes.]

Have I missed another injury?

[bonedoggle]

i'm just kinda worn out, tori.

[guardimom]

[She nods.]

I will remain with you as long as you need, though...perhaps we should wait in a more comfortable place?

[She hesitates a moment, then offers an arm just in case. Part of her thinks she should throw him over her shoulder and march home before Papyrus can come looking for them, but she's not quite at that point. Still an hour until the popcorn-popping is scheduled to start.]

[bonedoggle]

heh heh, sorry.

i worked myself down to the bone.

[guardimom]

[She hides a soft giggle, and then...well. She really doesn't want to be the cause of an explosion at the house today, so with a silent apology and prayer, she moves to lift him onto her back.]

This Nightmarescape stretched far and wide. The others will come looking, and I am not eager to face your brother's wrath today.

[bonedoggle]

heh.

tori, you don't have too--

[Too late, he's hoisted up onto Torial's back.]

[guardimom]

[And they're on their way. His weight doesn't seem to slow her down much at all.]

You will heal more easily in comfortable surroundings. I cannot say popcorn is the best of healing foods, but I may add a sweet drizzle.

It will be all right.

[bonedoggle]

[The average human skeleton weighs all of 25 pounds, magical skeleton monsters likely don't weigh too terribly much more.]

yeah that sounds -yawn- great...

[Sans has this magical ability of falling asleep pretty much anywhere. Case in point, he's already dozing on Torial's back]

[guardimom]

[Toriel hears his soft breaths and can't help but smile. Oh, Sans. She hurries her pace to get him safely into bed (well...as comfortably on the couch as she can. His room is still forbidden territory) with a blanket.

She leaves a small bowl of perfectly popped caramel popcorn beside him before joining the others in the next room. Rest easy, hero.]