TEST DRIVE MEME - AUGUST

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AUGUST TEST DRIVE MEME
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August is the last month of break before the return of school, all over Europe offices are empty as it was peak time for employees to take their well-earned vacation. The weather is still scorching, and brains are melting, but it won’t be long before autumn comes - so enjoy it while you can.


A. Voluntelling

While the Academy pays for all expenses trips to exotic locales for vacation, there is a quiet expectation that when problems arise that students will jump up and take care of the problem wherever it arises, even if it means interrupting a well-earned vacation for a brief time.

This time, a nightclub in the Azores is suffering from the influx of spirits of early portuguese settlers partying in the club and becoming quite rowdy; how do you plan to get them to move along? It's most certainly not a job for a single person, and you don't want to wrack up the long-distance charges for a certain business to get rid of them, so it's all up to you.

B. Lay over

The flights back to Daybreak, while done on privately owned jets are still beholden to mother nature, and a large bank of thunderclouds have grounded the planes for the next several hours, leaving awaiting students and staff to try to find ways to entertain themselves while stranded in the airport. Charge ports are limited, food and airport fantasy books are overpriced and you can’t leave the terminal - how do you even survive?

C. Come Dance all Night
In Soliel, the Azores, Miami - and other parts unknown, fliers for a free concert appear advertising bands one has never heard of, and it soon becomes apparent the fliers are invisible to those not aware of the supernatural.

Going to the listed locations will prove that the adverts were legit, as bands of witches, elves, and more playing strange but extremely enjoyable hybrid music as people mosh in front of the stage, or floating above it. And overpriced vendor food was hawked from popcorn to more exotic fare such as dewdrops (with humans cautioned against partaking it without a handy friend nearby). All in all it's a fun night of music.

D. IRIS NETWORK
This month’s network prompt is a very simple one.

UN: shinyhappyppl

hey every1!!
hows vacation treating u?? did u get some good photos?? u should totally share them!!

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Jaune Arc | RWBY

[sociallyarcward]

1. Landing
[Some would say they landed just in time, but Jaune would vehemently disagree. At least, he would if he was in any condition to talk, his face alternating between pale white and sea green. He knew he wasn't even going to make it to the rest rooms halfway across the terminal and instead nearly tripped over himself to get to the nearest trash can.

What happens next doesn't necessarily need description. Jaune straightens up a moment later, still not looking at his best.]

Ugh. Next time I'm vacationing locally.

2. Concert
[Jaune doesn't normally DO crowds and he still isn't quite sure how he got talked into this? Maybe you did or maybe he lost a bet. Either way, Jaune is looking rather lost and a tiny bit overwhelmed by the people, food, and music. He doesn't even TRY to push forward into the energetic crowd, instead just keeping to the edges. Sometimes the music is good enough to get him to tap his toes or sway a little bit, but mostly he tries to stay out of the way.

As his little corner begins to get more crowded, however, he feels the need to find a new spot to set up as a wallflower. Jaune turns and immediately bumps into whoever moves into the space to his left.]

Ah! S-sorry. This place is pretty crowded.

[Can you even hear him over the music?]


3. Wildcard
[Have another idea in mind? I'm all ears.]

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[rwbyrose]

[ this is a pretty wild crowd, even for ruby's tastes. she's also kind of trying to hang out in a corner, though she's starting to get shoved back. someone bumps into her, and she lets out a little noise. ]

Oh, sorry!

[ whoops. he seems like he's pretty uncomfortable, judging by his body language, but... ]

I can't hear you over the music! [ she's trying to talk as loud as she can, but behind her, there's an opening to run...! she points towards it and gestures at him to follow her. ]

C'mon! To freedom!

[sociallyarcward]

I said---[He starts to raise his voice, but stops when he notices that she is indicating they should move. He looks hesitant. Go with a stranger or stay with the crowd? Someone from behind bumps him and Jaune makes his decision. He mutters a 'scuse me' and squeezes past the crowd. Freedom definitely sounds better compared to all of this.

Jaune tries not to be too awkward once they gain some distance. Once they're a little further out he tries to communicate again with a louder voice this time.]

Thanks. That was getting to be a little much!

[rwbyrose]

No problem! It kinda was, huh?

[ she gives him a grin, her voice just as loud. it's still kind of annoying to shout over the music, but at least they're out of the crowd now. ]

What brings you here? Are you from Daybreak, too?

[sociallyarcward]

I should have guessed really...

[What had he been expecting with this being a concert? Staying on the edges certainly hadn't worked, plus he'd lost track of the person he'd originally come here with. ]

Good question [He mutters, then speaks up.] Y-yeah, I am. I was here with a friend but...I guess they're deeper into the crowd.

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[theycallhimmrpchan]

There's a trick to keep you from getting sick to your stomach.

[The japanese-accented teenager pointed out]

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[ofexperience]

[V winces a bit as watches Jaune stumble over to the trash can.

He makes his way over when Jaune straightens back up, reaching out to set a hand on the teenager's shoulder.]

Airsickness?

[He looks sympathetic, at least.]

[rwbyrose]

Well... I can be your friend, then! Until you reunite with your other friend. Hopefully after that, too?

[ she laughs a little sheepishly. ]

I'm Ruby, by the way.

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[buddinghopes]

[Lia can't exactly read lips and she can't hear Jaune over the music, but considering he bumped into her, she realizes what he's probably trying to say. She makes a motion as if to say "don't worry about it" before pausing and glancing around. She perks up when she sees an exit, tapping Jaune's shoulder and motioning toward it, before motioning at the two of them, then back to the exit.

Hopefully, the "Want to duck out of here?" comes across.]

[iwanttogohome]

A

[ "I want to go home," thinks Dragonstomper as he approaches the club with his tag-along trailing behind. "It's most certainly not a job for a single person, they said. But it'll be fine if it's you, Dragonstomper, they said. Well, maybe I didn't want to fight a bunch of ghosts! Did anyone ask!? Nooooo."

He glances behind him at the one person who thought he could use some back-up and sighs- with his face completely hidden, it could be interpreted a thousand ways and might even be heard as a snarl through the mesh over his mouth. In truth, he's worried about looking like an idiot as he stops by the door- the nightclub is closed. He'd cut the power a while ago and made sure it was a way that would take some time to fix. No civilians involved.

"Well, yes, they did ask," he concedes to himself as he, wordlessly gestures at the door to his companion. He could kick it down, but if they have an alternative he's open to it. "But they could have taken my silence as a no!" ]


UN: 🐏hereswonderwool🐑

The last of the ewes has lambed!

Look at this one! She thinks she's a cow! She's gonna be a moo-ewe. LOL They've all been super cuddly this year- more than usual, which is super cuddly! Not all of the little fellas can handle the heat though.

Shearing time too. Can't let the mommas get too hot.

Wildcard

[ Give me a prompt and I'll write a starter, don't matter how weird. ]

Q84, Charlotte "Lotte" Wiltshire | Hello Charlotte.

[badinfluenza]

[ a gremlin in the airport. ]

[While many of the faces around the designated Daybreak area are returning students, at least one of the ones sticking out is brand new. She doesn't seem to be doing anything outrageous at first, merely walking around with a small, perfectly polite smile and wandering eyes, but the fact that her clothes, voluminous hair, and eyes are pure white is...a little odd. Even her skin is pale beyond belief. She might be a ghost, if it weren't for the way her shoes tap against the hard row of seats when she decides she's had enough looking around. Instead, she's going to gracefully balance herself across, do a slow spin like a dying ballerina, and make her way back. She hums to herself a tuneless song, staccato notes punctuating her steps.

Or she might be on a table for a better view, leaning in close to a window without touching it...but surely she isn't unplugging unattended chargers, peeking into purses, or scratching out all the faces in the magazines she idly flips through. Nope, she's just a cute little girl! Nothing wrong here!!

Once it's been long enough that she's grown bored of all that, Charlotte slouches into a seat with a sad sigh and a pout.]

Ugh, I'm hungry... [she isn't.] Mm... I might...be able to afford a bag of chips... I didn't think I was going to need my allowance...

[hint hint. buy her shit.]

[iwanttogohome]

[ "I want to go home," thinks Dragonstomper as he sits perfectly still in his seat, arms crossed and seemingly ignoring everyone else. Everyone else seems to be avoiding him too, which is fine by him. He wishes they'd do that more often.

He has, however, been watching Charlotte because- "This girl... is creepy as hell. Why is everyone here such a weirdo? I hope she doesn't talk to meeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

His internal monologue becomes an internal scream purely because the seat she slouches into is right next to him. He's glad for his helmet and the mesh over his face that prevents any expression slipping free, because he's horrified when Charlotte speaks.

"...Maybe she's just acting weird because she's hungry," he thinks to himself. Completely silently, the faceless behemoth pulls his business-like black bag up onto his lap and unzips it, so he can toss a bag of snacks onto her lap. ]

[badinfluenza]

[She doesn't know whether to be annoyed or surprised when there's no response, and when a bag is tossed her way, she still hasn't really decided. Maybe both? Both is good. She'd like to chuck this stupid snack right back at his head -- he wasn't supposed to have snacks, he was supposed to waste any money he had -- but instead, Charlotte perks up and gives her Best grateful smile.]

Oh! For me? Really?

[Looking even closer at these, though... "no artificial colours", yuck. Artificial colors were the best part. Nevertheless, she pops the bag open to take out a weird potato bear and bite its head off. It tastes a little like sawdust, she thinks.]

They're soooo cute... With a scary mask like that, I wouldn't expect you to have something so cute to eat!

James Moriarty | Fate/Grand Order

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Layover

[Well, this proved it. Florida was goddamn cursed for him, and he's never coming back to this state if he can help it. Waking up in the Everglades missing an arm was bad enough - it took months for his arm to regrow since he couldn't snatch it back from the gator, and the itching was terrible - but being stuck in an airport terminal with a bunch of unhappy people for god knows how long was its own special kind of hell.

At the very least, it seemed like some of these people were going to the same destination he was - if on private transportation, from what he picked up from the conversations around him. A good idea, personally, but public transit kept up the impression that he was just an older gentleman without too much cash to blow.]

...Seems there's nothing for it, then.

[With a shrug, he pulls out a deck of cards, turning to whoever looked the most bored - and smiling in an unassuming, pleasant way, looking much like the harmless middle aged man he seemed to be.]

Pardon me, but would you care for a game to pass the time?

[And if he played his cards right, he could potentially get a bit more information about Daybreak before he got there.]

Wildcard

[Just hit me up with anything, and I'll definitely be down for it!]

Layover

[bejustorbedead]

[Desert heat, he got used to - the dripping humidity of the state was miserable, and layovers were even worse. While they had made care to avoid having too man unawares people in their part of the terminal, there's always a few, and this man seems one of them.

The Knight looks up when he heard the voice, a little cautious, but he didn't see the harm in entertaining his ... oh, wait he's the elder in this scenario]

What sort of game?

[His accent was odd, as if French and German had a baby and left it on it's own]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Hm - the accent was odd, but nothing too unusual. Perhaps he'd been raised by people with different languages? That fusion wasn't quite unheard of, after all.

Leaving that aside, he shrugs.]

Ah, well - anything you could conceivably play with a single deck of playing cards! I know quite a few games, but I believe it would be best to leave it up to the one I asked to play with me.

I STILL DON'T HOW/IF THEY SHOULD'VE MET BEFORE SO I'M JUST GONNA WING IT

[aibolition]

[She's not the only ghost in the airport. He is, unfortunately, quite solid and visible to every pestering and gawking passerby and only the dark sunglasses are keeping the stares from being even worse. But she is helping take the attention away.

He watches her with a slight grin and a raised brow, both going higher with all the more trouble she causes. Nothing big but plenty more fun than anyone else is having. He's envious, tempted to join in, but then he won't get to see how far she goes if does that. Not yet. When she actually comes to notice him, sitting at his side with a dumb sulking look, his grin blooms to fullness.]

Ha! Every kind of food is free if you can run fast enough.

[A round of unnerving laughter follows that statement.]

No Name / Zangetsu / The Inner Hollow | Bleach

[aibolition]

A

He's torn every time he's told to do something for these guys to jump at the chance to just do something and to tell them to shove it where the sun don't shine. It's really a shame he can't do both. He'd love to see their reaction to the latter. Oh well. Maybe next time.

He finds the table closest to the center of the club and hops up on top of it. A couple protests as he steps over them and their food-- stealing a shrimp on the way-- but he ignores them. He stands tall, sticks two fingers in his mouth, and whistles loud.

"Hey! Idiots! Yeah, you guys in the old timey get ups! The boss man says you gotta beat it so I'm proposing a race! Last one out the door gets to sharpen my blade and feel what it's like to die a second time!"

In that instance, a sword materializes in his hands and he hops off the table with a high laugh.

There may or may not be screams to follow.

Someone should do something.


C

It's his time. His moment. After years stuck in repression central, he's finally got his chance. He's going to do it.

He's going to crowd surf.

Scarfing back one last bit of stolen popcorn, he cackles and starts climbing. Be it a podium, a speaker, or the stage itself, this is happening.

One gremlin to another

[subconmodo]

[Avery's been watching the girl with no small amount of interest. Obviously he's not going to stop her (ite's way too entertaining) but when she starts asking for people to buy her stuff he peers over the edge of his sunglasses and grins]

Nice try, kiddo, but if you really want someone to fall for that you might want to add a few more tears next time. Take it from experience: you really want to sell that suffering.

[badinfluenza]

[She hadn't really been paying attention who she sat next to -- any sucker would do -- but the laugh is...a familiar one, and the suggestion is interesting enough to have her look up. Aha.]

You can't get very far in this place, with how they're keeping us penned in. Besides, that sounds like a waste of energy.

[Why run if she doesn't have to...]

[badinfluenza]

[who the frick

She gasps a little, turning to face her accuser fully, and there's a wobble to both her voice and her bottom lip. She gets tired of feigning it all pretty quickly, though, and instead gives Avery a good lookover. Yeah, he looks like a dick.]

Crying's in one of the later phases. Someone has to earn a five star performance.

[subconmodo]

[That earns a laugh from him]

Fair enough! I always thought it was fun to see them squirm when I was your age. Ah, those were the days...

[aibolition]

And there you are ruining my fun.

[He doesn't look or sound as put out as his words suggest.]

A good chase scene is just what this place needed. Upend some tables and chairs on the way and you've got yourself prime time television.

[badinfluenza]

[When he was her age, huh... There's a soft hmph from her, almost inaudible, before she smoothies her face back into wide-eyed neutrality. Because she's a little girl.]

Then my way is better. They go from curious, to uncomfortable, to guilty... If they don't break right away. Shame you're so old now, so you can't try it out, huh?

[badinfluenza]

Haha. And all the hunters after you.

[KEEP UP THE MASQUERADE, DUDE.]

It's a wonder I'm seeing you again, with silly ideas like those going around your head. I don't know if that's more surprising, or the fact that you're going to school.