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Test-Drive Meme - February

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With Winter Quarter in full swing, students can often be found dashing madly about the halls, with part-time jobs, classes, and other events and interests occupying much of their time.

Of course, that doesn't mean it's all work. Daybreak Academy tries to offer its students an abundance of leisure time to relax and unwind. With Valentine's Day fast approaching, romance is in the air as news of the Feast of St. Valentine and the Valentine's Ball begin to spread around campus. Already, talks of fashion and finding the right date are buzzing among the student body. With the winter months winding down, the oppressive chill of Winter is starting to loosen its grip, but there's still plenty of snow left for those who want to take one last run at Daybreak's slopes. As midterms approach, the school is as vibrant and busy as ever.

[All threads in this meme may be treated as canon should all involved characters are currently played or accepted into the game. You may use threads within the Test Drive Meme for Activity, even if the person you are threading with does not ultimately app. Current characters are welcome and encouraged to top-level on these prompts, as well as tag around normally.]

A. SECOND-HAND MARKET

Daybreak Academy has existed for several centuries. Throughout all that time, its ethos has been that of honing the abilities of deserving students, no matter what their birthright or social standing. Even still, the lavish galas befitting the riches of the school continued to have an impact, as poorer students unable to acquire proper attire were often locked out. To remedy this, Daybreak Academy began a tradition that it has upheld ever since - the Second-Hand Market. Hosted in an ever-expanding number of classrooms, the Second-Hand Market brings out all of the clothing, weapons, and other items that have been acquired, resold, or otherwise donated to the academy throughout its lifespan.

Here, any students and faculty can acquire any number of items, such as formal wear, weaponry, and other items for a fraction of the price. Most items are in decent condition, although there are some old items in disrepair that are even cheaper. They can come from just about anywhere in the world and just about any era, and you are able to exchange equivalent items, weapons and armor in both magical and mundane varieties, and formal clothing. Especially among richer students, the tradition is to donate any new clothing or items you commission for social events once the event is complete, to keep the stock current and available for the students who might need it.

With the upcoming ball, the Second-Hand Market is once again open for the first half of February. Staffed completely by students, it is frequently bustling with customers, many of whom not only buy outfits or weapons for the upcoming dance, but also spares they can use for their own projects.

B. LAST CHANCE ON THE SLOPES

With the Winter season winding down, the Arctic Slopes are entering their final months of operation for the season. For those hoping to get some skiing or snowboarding in, now will be the last chance for quite some time. As such, the lodge is full of students trying to take advantage of the last chance on the slopes. Winter has lingered this year, and the snow pack is still dense, making it perfect for one last hurrah. With the rush of students and faculty alike, the lodge is stocked with warm meals and hot chocolate to fill people's bellies after a long day on the slopes.

C. ALCHEMY MISHAP

Accidents happen, especially when you’re playing with the very essence of matter - and one just happened in the Alchemy student lab, causing a cloud of pale smoke to float all over campus. Thankfully it won’t turn anyone into a toad or kill someone.

But it does strange things to one’s vocal chords when inhaled, and unlike Helium it isn’t a one-trick pony, voices raise and lower in pitch, foreign accents, even completely different languages may start coming out of person’s mouth while they’re within in the cloud. Though that bit of an echo effect does sound pretty cool.

D. IRIS NETWORK

[Great Beast Voting]

Greetings, staff and students of Daybreak Academy!

Today, we are gathering data for a survey about the most popular great beasts. Please pick from the options below to help us gather results for our work.

What is your favourite Great Beast? Please pick from the list below.
1. Gryphon
2. Dragon
3. Chimera
4. Kirin
5. Barghest
6. Pegasus
7. Sphinx
8. Kraken

Thank you for your participation and assistance. We eagerly await your response!

[ Naturally, the results are public, with the aims of encouraging further discussion. ]

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-A: is for Amnesia-

A young man, possibly of Korean descent if you had to guess, with a fur coat of some kind and a blue staff quietly appeared in the middle of the market. One moment, Jun wasn't there. The next he was. It was so subtle that it was easy to miss if you weren't looking at him at the exact moment.

Jun stood very still, blinking a lot and cautiously looking from side to side. Where the hell was he? Why couldn't he remember coming in here? Why couldn't he remember...ANYTHING?

From the inside, Jun was a raging ocean of confusion and anger. From the outside, he was just standing there. And kind of in the middle of the aisle.

-D: is for Dragon-

Dragon, I think. They've got vast power, fire breath, and depending on what kind of tradition you're using they often have huge piles of gold as well. That's pretty badass all told.

-B-

Hey! You! You can't do that!

[ The thick Italian accent is familiar to anyone, even the newest of members of the Daybreak family- and he does think of them as a family. The interjection from Mario comes just before someone sets off down that sweet powder and just after he sprints past them in perfectly appropriate garb. ]

Not without me! Race you down! Here we gooooooooooo!

[ Leaping out in the wild white yonder, Mario belly slides down the mountain with a cheerful yell. Catch him if you can! ]

-I do what I want to try and stop me-

[ Mario doesn't usually go on missions as a first choice- simply because he's The Fixer. He's best kept in reserve in case a mission goes horribly wrong and they need rescuing.

That's exactly what has happened here. The ancient crumbling castle the team was in for... a reason, I'm sure we can come up with one turned out to be a lot more occupied than previously thought. All those skeletons laying around seem a lot more lively and aggressive than expected. The group is scattered and it seems hopeless for one of them, cornered and alone.

Until a pair of brown boots comes down on a white skull, scattering all the bones. Quickly kicking the skull into another, he starts a chain reaction that ends with them all piled in a corner and- KAPOW! One hammer blows makes a lot of dust. ]

It’s-a Me, Mario!

[ Like they didn't already know. ]

-Wildcard do whatever I can't stop you-

Edited 2019-01-25 20:22 (UTC)

Hm!

[ Baynetta, rocking possibly the tightest fucking ski suit ever (that wasn't worn by Ned Flanders, that is, I mean come on) jumps down the slope without the benefit of a pair of a snowboard. However, when her staggering heels hit the snow a strange, billowing cloud that COULD be snow or COULD be a mass of white bats keep her afloat as she takes off after Mario. ]

Think you've got a head start, eh?!

[ Lookit her gooooo ]

[ Her methods, whatever they may be, soon bring her neck and heels with Mario. Some guys would pay for that you know. ]

Ho-Hoo! No way- that's-a why I let you catch up!

[ Not put off in the slightest by the mysterious snowswarm, Mario gives Bayo a good-natured wink and that's when he really goes baby, goes! He tightens up his form, penguin flippers pressed to his sides and feet extended. Big ramp coming up! That can only mean- ]

Oh yeah!

[ At the peak of the air he gains he does two things. A) A spread eagle spin, because style is very important and b) he somehow controls his momentum straight down like a rocket. ]

How DOES he do that? [ She mutters to herself as she watches him rocket off that ramp like the unreasonably skilled tobogganing seabird that he is. She bears down and grinds hard to the left to the ramp as well-- ]

Yyyeah❤️!

[ That's a magazine-worthy pose in mid-air, and when she's done mugging for the invisible paparazzi she finally throws her body into a backflip to right herself. She crashes down in a flurry of snowbats, and while that could have been several seconds, she' somehow no farther away than before. ]

[ Did she just use Witch Time to keep up? She DID, didn't she? ]

Just like old times! You were always so much fun to play with~!

-B-

If you watched how Kohaku snowboarded down the mountainside while shouting a lot, you might get the impression that she was actually good at this. This was not the case. Kohaku was a rank amateur, doing as well as she was only because she had superhuman reflexes. As she got to the bottom of the slope, she realized she had no idea how to stop, and was forced to improvise by aiming herself at a snowdrift.

So you just watched someone expertly dodge and weave their way down the slope only to go head over heels into a mound of snow. Make of that what you will. Or maybe help her up because have you ever tried to claw your way out of something like this while your feet are locked together?

-C-

Kohaku saw the cloud of alchemical gas slowly spreading past her. She also remembered a big pile of boxfans in a room not far from here. All it would take was a bit of organization and everything would be fine. Kohaku started yelling, trying to get people organized.

"Everyone-way! ere's-thay a-way unch-bay of-way ans-fay in-way oom-ray our-fay oh-way ive-fay and-way if-way e-way ust-jay y-whay e-thay uck-fay am-way I-way eaking-spay ig-pay atin-lay?"

Edited 2019-01-26 03:59 (UTC)

Well a Marital Artist can't leave someone in Distress. Ryoga shuffles over, snow crunching as grabs the snow board, lifting it one-handed until Kohaku is freed from the mound.

"You... okay? Not hurt or anything?" The young man with the bandana asks haltingly.

She had metaphorical stars spinning over her head.

"Note to self: Learn how to stop."

He carefully rotates her until she's upright before setting her down.

"That would be good to learn." He nods in agreement a little relieved to be able to switch to Japanese - it's easier to talk in his native language. Once Kohaku recovers, she might notice this guy isn't wearing any kind of winter sport equipment whatsoever.

Edited 2019-01-26 04:39 (UTC)

Now that she's gathered her wits, Kohaku can see that this dude is very strong. And also that he's gotta be cold. She shivered just thinking about it.

"So, um. Thanks. For pulling me out there."

He nods. "You're welcome." It didn't seem like he was bothered by the cold, though given the brief flash of fang when he talks, and that strength - it's likely he's not fully human.

"I was just passing through on my way to my dorm," He waves his hand. "And well, I couldn't call myself a proper Marital Artist if I ignore someone in trouble."

Well, when you got right down to it, neither was she. Kohaku dusted some snow off of herself, then sat back down to get the snowboard off.

"I thought martial artists were more into breaking titles with their foreheads or winning championships."

Ooooh~

[ Mario knew she was going to show off herself and look, he's not about to let that go upraised. By the time she lands, she's grinding down the mountain in a seated position, backwards. The flippers smack together in a quick applause before he backflips onto his belly again. ]

Sometimes a guy just gotta pull out all-a the stops for a special lady, you know!

[ Oh look! A cluster of trees! Now, either of them could easily go around but that would shave precious seconds off their time! Mario's method of dealing with this is to grab one, spin around it as a gymnast and launch himself at another, using it as a springboard to garner even more speed. ]

Loser pays for coffeeeeeee~

I'm always up for some hot coffee! You're on!

[ Gravity has a way of not meaning much to either one of them; Bayonetta transforms and takes to the branches, using her powerful feline form to leap among the branches and trunks at top speed and the occasional ninety-degree angle, roses and vines creeping up the trees in her wake. The edge of the trees leaves her head-on against a trunk, but she bursts through the copse in a flurry of black bats that reform into her in the snow almost immediately behind him. ]

Watch out, it's going to get rocky!

[ The slanted roof of a chalet juts out of a crevasse that is newly encroaching upon their path, and showoff that she is, she leaps onto the roof with a side-flip and grinds down the side. ]

[ He's impressed, as always, but now they're too serious for him to take the chance on another applause but there's a burst of delighted laughter. He decides not to follow her example, because why be a copycat? Pun intended, in his head. ]

No worries! I'll-a stay cool!

[ Which yes, is a pun as he starts to flip those flippers, throwing out a series of blue spheres- each one pops into a blast of cold, producing a super slick personal trail for himself. Accelerating him even further, so that he zips right over the gap on sheer momentum. He's going waaaay too fast to steer now, but that's fine as the finish line is in sight!

Of course, if he gets there first or second he's also going to overshoot it and probably crash into a wall, but he's durable. ]

[A - SECONDHAND]

[Reira isn't technically enrolled just yet, but the staff who have been helping with her recovery and catch up are pretty sure it'll be 'soon'. Will it be soon enough that she can just go to a ball? Well...no. Definitely not, they're certain- the kid's a highly sensitive empath, and putting her in the middle of a ball already is going to be pushing it, let alone a ball that will knowingly be ambushed by a pile of daemons.

'Also she could be a liability', at least one person notes- there's that whole possession thing after all.

But that doesn't mean they can't use the market as a stepping stone.

Reira is given a small amount of money- not to mention a wallet to hold it- and a simple instruction. Currently, she has successfully gotten a basic amount of clothing that she seems to like, and even certain school supplies. Now, she gets to pick something for herself. Just go through the market, and find something nice that she wants. Easy!

...Maybe?

While she certainly stares at, and cautiously picks up a good many things as she goes along the tables...the girl in fairly plain jeans and a sweater is not necessarily looking at things 9 year olds should be holding. Whoever is acting as the supervisor in all of this may or may not be groaning into their hands right now.]

[C - ALCHEMIC BIRDSONG]

[Reira once claimed, to a certain semi-skeletal musician, that as far as she was aware music was just those sounds that came out of the plastic instruments left at her sick-bay bed occasionally for her to play with. Sort of boring, kind of tinny, and...well. Not music. Maybe she's learned since then, maybe not, but right now she's not working with those anyway. She was supposed to work on one of these science tests to determine where she was at on the catch-up lessons (she's been doing very well with those, and fortunately for a lot of people, school work was one of the things she was almost immediately able to do once they refreshed her writing skills).

Right now she's peering out the window as a cloud of...Somethings pass along by. She, along with some sort of sprite, peer out with wide eyed curiousity- and... She squints at the cloud. Maybe it was a bird- maybe it was someone inside that smoke cloud? But-

She's answering the bird sound she heard.

Prepare to be baffled, whoever is passing the window or the room.]

[D - IRIS]

[Among the things to get Reira introduced to, is the network. It's been a bit interesting explaining it to her, but as with most things, she picks up fast- and what better way to get someone introduced, than a quiz! (The survey hosts, fortunately, are aware a non-student is being given this chance today)

So, 'REIRA' (they still haven't figured out who gave her that name, or why she knew to spell it that way, since it's not exactly Russian)...is online.]

What makes the things on the list 'Great'?

Great is supposed to be 'really good', but I know something that's more great than the whole list.

[Reira your sprites are not Great Beasts.]

[ Bayonetta was merely going to give a flap of her black raven wings to glide towards the finish line, but that thought process is kind of short-circuited by the mach-speed penguin that screams past her path. ]

!?!

[ In fact, she has to arc and twist her body into a very awkward and sexy position to avoid crashing into him! She has to land on her feet at the expense of speed. He wins the race, BUT AT WHAT COST with that momentum?! ]

WaaaAAAAaaaAAAAAH-

[ Mario's torpedo approach hits a small patch of exposed ground, sending him tumbling head over heels repeatedly through the air, so fast he becomes a red and blue ball to the naked eye. Bouncing once, twice, he bounces right into an open window.

In order, the resulting sounds follow 1) A crash 2) A cat yelping 3) A lady shrieking 4) Mario apologising for the intrusion 5) a number of plates spinning 6) a series of 'hohs' 'hoos' and 'hahs' of them being saved 7) silence for just a moment and 8) the puff of a penguin-suited plumber bursting out of the chimney.

Twirling downwards, he lands in a classic gymnast's finish pose. Kinda looks like the Y of a YMCA. ]

I did it!

[ OH YEAH. ]

Her AU planning outline is here.

A. MARKET

[The market is one of Chikage's favorite academy traditions. Once again, she has brought a small box of formal clothing and elaborate jewelry to donate. She has trouble selecting the right dress for formal balls every year and usually procures several entire outfits to choose from. Chikage has of course grown a bit since last year and her dresses no longer exactly fit. Not one to alter her things when she can easily buy others, she prefers they go to someone with less means who will enjoy them for at least one night. She sets her box on one of the tables and pulls her wares out delicately to hand over for display. Her clothing offerings to the market today include: a peacock blue ballgown with sequins and a high mandarin collar, a pale beige slinkier dress with mesh sleeves, and a dark green sleeveless dress with high slits and layers of lace. Her jewelry choices are set to match each dress: sapphire teardrop earrings, a double-stranded pearl necklace, and wide copper bracelets.]

B. LODGE

[After a last exhilarating turn down the mountain, Chikage opens the door to the lodge. She props her snowboard against the wall and heads for the concessions area. There's somewhat of a line, but she doesn't mind waiting. She removes her gloves and stuffs them in her jacket pocket. It's hot inside after physical activity, so she yanks off her pompom hat and shakes out her hair, slightly damp with snow and sweat. She unzips her jacket, reaches for her money in the inside pockets and comes up empty handed. She gently taps the arm of the person in front of her in line and addresses them quietly in French.]

Excuse me, can I ask you a favor?

D. IRIS

un: chichi 3. Chimera. A chimera could theoretically be a combination akin to any of the others on the list. A vote for a chimera is a vote for a krakirin or perhaps a pegasphinx.

THE SECOND-HAND MARKET
Jade isn’t all that certain why she wandered toward the crowd of students and not away from them like she usually would. Maybe it’s the atmosphere, or maybe it’s because there’s a lot of interesting things to look and smell. She was given a bit of money for this, though, so that had influenced this decision. Seeing as she had none of her own, she'd been given enough to buy some things that she might want. Encouraged to socialize more than just with a small number of people.

She’d been told how this whole exchange thing went, and those she’s seen it before it still confuses her sometimes.

As it is, she’s found one dress she likes and has enough left over for other things. Like, maybe a pair of shoes or jewelry to go with it. Is she looking at either of those? No. Is she looking at anything amongst her budding hobbies of gardening and reading? Nada.

She was looking through a selection of stuffed animals and other toys that would be more suited toward younger children.

ALCHEMY MISHAP
This cloud thing has to be magic. It has to be. How else would Jade’s voice lower in pitch like this, sounding like a guy speaking through a voice changer with bad audio quality, echo in a way that has her rubbing at her wolf ears even though it didn’t exactly hurt, just hard for even her to understand, and just be very annoying to deal with. The cloud thing was all over, too. She’s tried and failed twice now to just teleport away from it and resolved to just not say anything.

Only time and human persistence will tell if this resolve will last.

IRIS NETWORK
‘MOONMOON’ is now online

kirin? maybe? from what i looked up it said they were nice creatures and dont like to hurt anyone. : )
a dog creature would be greater though.

[Jade... that's not how this classification thing works.]

[Chikage hadn't wanted to bother Mario last night, even though rumors persisted that he did not require any sleep at all. This morning, however, it was far too cold in her dorm room. She's been wearing her wool houndstooth coat and oversized beret since she woke up. It's a minor inconvenience on the whole, but she suspects Mario enjoys his many jobs around campus and would have no problem taking the time to address her concerns. She knocks on his door politely.]

Mr. Mario? Are you in?

Please! Mr. Mario was-a my pappy!

[ The voice comes from behind her, Mario just arriving himself. His early rising habits indeed lend themselves to one of the many, many rumours about Mario. Especially since he gets up, does a few odd jobs and then comes to his office.

Scampering past her, fumbles with ihs keys and opens the door, winks, closes it and after a second reopens it. ]

Now I'm-a in! Buongiorno, buongiorno! Come on in, how can I help?

[ He certainly seems to have the energy of a man who needs no sleep. His office is very neat and tidy, of course, but very homely. It's almost like being in a living room, table and chairs, coffee machine, photographs (some colour, some black and white) on every wall. A few big yellow boxes with question marks prominently on their sides and a huge pipe jutting out of the wall. You know. Homely. ]

[She can't help but smile at Mario's energy and antics. Chikage tries to keep a straight face after he re-opens the door.]

Thank you, Mr- uh, Mario.

[Her request doesn't require her to actually enter his office, but she likes his eccentric decor. She takes a seat on one of the question mark boxes and crosses her ankles, resting her hands in her lap.]

How are you, this morning? If it's no trouble, I have a tiny problem you could help me with if you're available.

Oh you-a know, I'm doing suuuuuper!

[ Mario absolutely adores his nickname of 'super' Mario and seems to be incapable of saying the word without stretching it out joyfully.

With a little hop he gets into his desk chair. The desk is normal height, but the chair is extra tall- it's better that way, otherwise, guests would need tiny chairs. At the mention of a tiny problem, he leans over his desk and taps the old, worn sign attached to the front of it. The old shop is closed up now but there it is: "Mario Bros. Plumbing- No Job Too Big Or Small" ]

You tell me alla 'bout it and we see what I can do, eh?

[ The twinkle in his eye makes it clear he thinks he has it fixed before they even start. ]

That's grrrrrreat!

[Her attempt at bantering with him is awkward at best, and she's immediately averting her eyes and flushing a little. She can't believe she said that, but his enthusiasm was catching. She makes a little half-cough, half-squeak of embarrassment before she can speak again in her usual soft and calm tone.]

The register in my room isn't working. It died last night, and I fiddled with it a bit this morning, but I can't get it to draw any heat. I already checked with the students next door, so it's not an entire system issue. Will you take a look?

[She can meet his eyes again now, completely in control.]

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Test-Drive Meme - February

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Chikage Nonomiya | Totsugami | OTA

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