test drive meme # 41

[hadrielmods]

Welcome to Hadriel's test drive, and thank you again for your interest in the game! As always, our reserves page is here, and our applications page is here! Reserves open February 22nd, and apps are open March 1st. Please remember that there is an app cap of 20 apps.

Two quick points here as well:

1. Any thread made in Hadriel's test drive will be accepted as the sole Action Log sample in the application.
2. All threads made in the test drive can be considered game canon, either through handwaving or through a shared mental experience while coming through the Door!

Test drives will be broken up into specific god mini-events, during which your characters can see how well they fare under the watchful eye of one of the gods. Choose wisely or just simply pick 'em all, and have fun!

F E A R

SCENARIO ONE: JUST A SNACK
[The Door brings in all that is chaotic and evil in the world. This may include you, may include the person next to you... and may include the monster behind you.

Or monsters, as the case may be. It seems like the Door has decided to grace Hadriel with a small invasion of Fallen Angels, from the mobile game Food Fantasy. You might run into a Hamstero or a Forker, a Fanged Snail or a Purple Dumpling. Actually they're mostly... kind of cute.

But still dangerous, so watch your back! These Fallen Angels can really hurt. They go down pretty easy, but there are a lot of them, and they're happy to hit you with claws and teeth and whatever other weapons they have. Sadly, they will not let you hug them.

L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: SOULMATES
[You look down, and all of a sudden you see something new: a name on your wrist, inscribed as if it's always been there. Maybe you recognize the name, maybe you don't - maybe you're happy to see it, or not at all. But it's there, and you can't wash it off, and you kind of want to know what's up with it.

So why not go looking for whoever the name belongs to? There aren't too many folks in the city, they can't be that hard to find. And when you do find them, prepare for the best new friend/lover/family member you've ever met. You'll get along like a house on fire - until the name on your wrist fades away.

This is a mini version of our Soulmates event this month.]

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: SCRATCH-OFF
[In your hand there's a ticket. Scratch off the boxes, see if you win - it's a pretty straightforward concept. But the prize is the one thing you want most in the world, and if you can just scratch off the right boxes, maybe you'll get it!

The other prizes are... less enticing. Do you really need a whole turkey, or a new dishwasher, or a lifetime supply of hair removal strips? Maybe you do. But it's that big prize, that golden ticket, that you're hoping for. So scratch away, or find a buddy to help you choose the boxes, or find someone else with a ticket to compare yours to.

Let's just hope you don't run into someone who actually has won the prize... because after all, what's stopping you from just taking it?]

Comments

Xion | Kingdom Hearts

[poppetstrings]

[ L O V E ]

[There's a name on her wrist. Which in and of itself is... strange, considering that she's pretty sure that she didn't have one there before? And no matter how hard she scrubs, it won't come off.

Weird.

And.. well, she knows better than to just straight up talk to someone. It's against the rules. Something about world order and all that jazz. Which means... Xion instead just stalks people from a distance, following them around trying to figure out what's going on without being seen! She's determined. She'll figure out what the heck is going on!

But, maybe she's not being completely covert, with curiousity winning over in more situations than one,leaving her far too close to the person she's trying to covertly stalk.]

[H O P E]

[... All she has to do is scratch the ticket, and she gets the thing she wants most in the world. But... She doesn't know what that is? She already has Axel and Roxas, and she already has the fact that they eat ice cream together, their plans to go to the beach.

She flips it over a few times, none of the boxes scratched off, and frowns at it. Can you win a heart? But... she's not sure if she wants a heart. What about Axel and Roxas? Is it only one prize? She'd rather either of them get a heart before her... What even would she do if she got a heart? She'd... be alienated from them, she's sure of it.

... She can't help but wonder, and look up at the person who seems to be closest to her.]

How do they know what it is you want most? [She frowns.] I don't even know what I'd want if I won...

dokidoki

[synchroswim]

<sub>[It's certainly not the first tattoo he expected to end up with himself - why his wrist? Why a name? It's so incredibly tacky, so it brings up the questions of who, how, when, and why. It's so not his style, but at least... it's easy enough to cover up, right?

And hey, if he looks around he might be able to find some answers himself.

...Or he'd try, if he didn't have that nagging feeling that he was being watched. It doesn't feel hostile, but regardless it's creepy!]</sub>

Uh... Hello? I know you're there, so whoever you are you can come out.

wuv

[meteorcrash]

[ Riku is having the same issue, although he also has better knowledge of how to use his smartphone than he did when he first arrived. And this person's name isn't anywhere in his contact list.

He's mostly tried to keep himself preoccupied from thinking about the ominous thing. He's milling about the town today, trying to collect food and items and clothes in between examinations of the city's temples nearby. As he slowly takes notice of the presence keeping pace behind him, he wishes that there would have been better circumstances to keep his mind busy.

When the person finally comes too close, Riku whirls around immediately, glaring in Xion's direction, his hands curled into fists. He opens one of his hands behind him, and Way to the Dawn flashes into his grip. ]

Who's there?

150 minutes late with starbucks....hope maybe? or wildcard idek

[caeruleae]

[Aqua doesn't expect to see anyone she knows when she ventures through the streets of Hadriel today. Already she's gotten to re-meet two boys she met once, long ago—what are the odds that she'll spot another familiar face?

Very good, judging by the boy with messy blond hair she sees examining some kind of ticket. (Or at least, someone who appears to be that boy.) She's stunned for a moment before she darts over to his side, and then he speaks to her—but there's no surprise or recognition in his voice.

Also, it sounds...like a girl's voice?]

Ven?

Love

[missingache]

[At least the tattoo wound up on a wrist that can be easily covered. Roxas isn't too sure where it came from, and after finding that it won't go away, just pretends it's not there. Covering it up was easier.

Eventually he does find that he has that creeping feeling that someone was watching him.]

Hello?

hope

[crownnecklace]

[Initially he had been drawn to her because he'd heard her ask a question, but upon moving in front of her he came to realize he's seen her face before. Granted, maybe that was a dream, maybe that wasn't really real, but he knows her, somehow. He knows it.

But it's weird to say that, so he thinks about the question instead. Arms behind his head, he hums to himself as he frowns at the scratch card.]

They're supposed to be gods and know all kinds of stuff. Guess that counts, too.

Rey | Star Wars

[garbagepilot]

[one]

[In all likelihood, the strange creature at Rey's feet wouldn't have given her pause on a different day. They aren't inherently more alien than most of the creatures living on Jakku, no stranger than the myriad of species who visited Niima Outpost or filled up Maz's cantina.

Really, they're pretty normal when aliens are just as common as humans. In space, not much can be a surprise.

But the creatures Rey had been surrounded by just seconds before stumbling through this odd door were small and feathery, tiny and harmless and, honestly, too stupid to do much damage. They were an odd species, certainly, but one Rey found cute. She didn't particularly mind the porg infestation slowly spreading through the Falcon.

So that's why she's startled when she looks down and sees-]

Eugh!

[Instinct takes over and yes, she did just punt a weird snail monster on sight.

She looks pretty pleased by the distance she got on that kick, too.]

[two]

[When the name on her arm shows up, Rey doesn't quite realize that's what it is. It really could be anything, because again, space. There are all kinds of names.

Hers is spelled with an E. Names can be odd.

But it won't come off no matter how she rubs or scratches, ever present and a mystery, and an annoying one. Why is there a name on her?

Who would be so presumptuous they would mark a stranger like that?

Eventually she decides the only thing to do is track this person down and demand answers, so don't mind her scowl when she reaches out, grabs an arm without looking at who it's attached to, and says-]

Is this you?

[wildcard!]
(I'm up for pretty much anything! If something doesn't fit for the above prompts toss anything my way and we can roll with it, or hit me up on plurk @blahblahren and we can plot a thing out!)

one

[shipyards]

[Much like Rey, Han has a pretty identical reaction to the same creatures. It's nothing new to see different species and as long as no one messes with him, he won't mess with them. Which they seem to not understand.

But before he has much time to react, there's a small creature flying past his face, and he has to duck out of the way.]

--Woah. Watch it. [There is a person here, thanks.]

one

[therewillbeorder]

[The only thing Hux was focused on that day was the cold. It seemed to be particularly worse today and he was pre-occupied with trying to find his gloves which seemed to have gotten lost in a pocket of his brown coat. The last thing he expected- or wanted, even - was a fanged snail flying through the air towards him. It hit his head hard, right on the spot the hilt of Anakin's lightsaber had hit him earlier.

The spot was still a bit sensitive and he let out a few creative curses unbefitting of a First Order officer as he shook it off and slammed his foot down on the creature angrily. It gave a satisfying crunch and he narrowed his eyes as he looked around to see where the offending creature had come from. He wouldn't put such a childish prank above Poe Dameron but he didn't see the pilot anywhere in sight, unfortunately.]

two

[fitshaced]

[Some would likely argue that it's impossible to run into someone with worse manners than him. And yet, it appears Trevor's managed to do exactly that because even he wouldn't go around grabbing strangers and barking questions at them like that. Then again, if she hadn't grabbed his arm, he probably would have been just as content to continue along and ignore her question as minding his own business usually works more in his favor.]

[He looks at her face first before cocking his head and taking a look at her wrist.]

Hm... Nope, still no idea how to read. [He lies casually and with a shrug before taking his arm back with a tug.] Guess we'll never know if it is or not. One of life's little mysteries, eh?

[Sorry, Rey. He can't help himself.]

one

[bythehand]

[ And somewhere, somehow, Finn senses a disturbance...

No, wait. No, that's definitely just him seeing a snail fly off into the relative-distance in real life, which is one part disturbing (because of the flying pointing snail) and two parts impressive (because of the air it gets).

Half the point of grabbing a mace from the armory and heading to the arena was to see if any familiar faces came in with the new crowd. The other half was providing backup in case anyone got overrun by sort-of-cute sort-of-giant monsters in the middle of their arrival crisis. When he tracks the trajectory back towards the general source, he's not so much surprised that Rey is responsible for doing something impressive as he is surprised that Rey is actually here to do something cool like kick big mollusks around. There's a subtle difference between hoping someone shows up and acknowledging that they possibly might.

He's not always very good at the hoping. Acknowledging is more his speed.

Finn stops in place to stare at her for a solid three seconds. When she doesn't evaporate into thin air like a mirage, he proceeds with his usual course of action, arguably one of the things he's best at: ]

Rey!

[ That's right. Dramatically throwing his weapon to the side and running towards his friends, yelling their own names at them. YEET. ]

one (would help if i specified...)

[webshoots]

[ it's not the weirdest occurrence peter's ever encountered, or even top five. that's not, of course, to say it's not weird, but there's definitely a few things higher up on the list. his first thoughts are to wonder where he is (quite frankly: no clue), to wonder how he got there (there are a few options, if he's honest), and finally, who brought him here (again: several options, but none that he'd been immediately dealing with.)

the first thing he notices, of course, is the low grade tingling of his spider-sense that he's learnt not to ignore over the years — low grade can very quickly turn into medium followed swiftly by oh god. there's a moment where peter thinks that the creatures are cute — they're fuzzy (some of them) and really, kind of adorable, and peter thinks that if he were a lesser man (or a greater man, he's undecided), he'd probably want to see if they're as soft as they look.

—and then it happens. he ducks (it's instinct), and he turns quickly towards the source of the flying sn...ail? ] —Woah. [ there's more, he notes, and a — girl. person. someone. a beat. ] Nice kick. Solid eight out of ten. Not quite goldenballs [ slight wave of his hand; dismissive. ] — follow through — but.

two

[democratically]

[In much the same manner, Padmé doesn't understand the appearance of a name written along her wrist. At first she had thought it was a smudge, although in much the same manner, she is unable to remove the mark. Whatever it is, and whatever it means, is beyond Padmé. A brand? But why?

She is in thought, an inquisitively contemplative expression on her face, at least until she is drawn from the reverie when a hand wraps around her arm, tugging. It is a startled blink as those brown eyes turn to the person in question. Padmé doesn't clue in right away what it is that she is talking about, which is why she does politely, albeit a bit firmly, ask.]

Pardon?

one

[volitaunt]

[ Poe has been relieved to have something to do, something to... look forward to? At this time of the month. As part of the Guard, he's supposed to help protect newcomers from the monsters that come through the Door alongside them. This is his first time, and he's geared up and ready for giant scorpions or demon things that fight with their tongues or angry exploding trees--

And he gets these things. They're small and aggressive and he can't bring himself to do more than swat them away when they come after him, because... well, they're too much like some of the pet species he's encountered on various planets. And... they're cute. Sure, he'll help take care of them, but not until they've proved themselves a threat to the city somehow. Eating supplies, destroying buildings, he'll be all over pest control then. But going after them because they're upset over being yanked through a door into another universe? That doesn't really seem fair.

Something pointy hits the side of his head, hard, and he yelps, whipping around and raising his gun with the expectation of seeing something larger and more threatening. What he sees is-- ]

...Rey?

one

[beating_as_one]

((Hope you don't mind the late tag!))

[Undyne sees one of those cute little monsters go sailing over her head and she doesn't know how to react. But she knows one thing - no matter where she is, no matter how strange the monster is, she is a protector of monsters! It's literally her sworn duty!

She turns to Rey, ready to give her a piece of her mind...]

Whoa! That's super uncool! You...

[And then pauses when she actually sees Rey. Rey is a human. An older human, just like one of Alphys' human history books. A real, live human woman.

Her thoughts sway between Must Kill Humans and I'm A Huge Lesbian. A green blush comes to her face and she sticks her hands in her pockets.]

You, uh, shouldn't. Kick monsters around. It's... bad.

[Yeah. She has a way with words, that's for sure.]

Last Order | A Certain Magical Index

[misakanetadmin]

[One: petshop of horrors]

Just look at how cute that Hamstero is! It's actually an evil little creature, but that doesn't stop Last Order from running after it, hoping to pick it up in her arms. When she reaches out, of course begins to eat the sleeve of the oversized shirt she's wearing over her polka-dot dress.

Unaware of any possible danger, the little girl seems completely delighted. "Uwah! Misaka never had a pet before, says Misaka says Misaka seeing this fluffy creature isn't scared of her," she self-narrates cheerfully.


[Two: definitely too young for tattoos]

Maybe you're the one who gets a tug on the hem of your shirt, as a bright-eyed little girl does her best to get your attention. She sticks her arm up at you with the name tattooed there. "Do you know who this is, asks Misaka asks Misaka, while wondering what strange person would write their name on the arm of a girl," she asks with concern.


[Three: also too young to be gambling]

"Look, look! Misaka won big, cheers Misaka cheers Misaka while waving her winning ticket in the air!" the little girl yells, running down the street in delight and, indeed, waving the ticket around above her head. Someone might need to explain to her that you're not allowed to scratch off all of the boxes at once, though...

Demyx | Kingdom Hearts

[synchroswim]

[THE SNACC THAT ALSO ATTAC]

<sub>[If you were careful, there were actually quite a few Heartless that weren't too dangerous. Some of them even tried to play games instead of attacking, and those ones were usually okay to be around.

Those ones were pretty cute, too.

Just like these small, cute, blue shark... things with a fork sticking out of its poor head.]</sub>

Aw, dude... What happened to you?

<sub>[Crouching down, Demyx cautiously reaches out in an attempt to pull the fork free. Maybe it was hurting the little guy--



Only for it to snap its teeth together inches away from his fingertips, causing him to jerk back and yelp in surprise.]</sub>

Yikes! Okay, okay!


[TOTALLY TACKY TATTOOS]

<sub>[Years ago when he was human, Demyx may or may not have dreamed about getting a tattoo. It would've been something super rad and it might've been on his arm or his shoulders.

Not on his wrist.

Part of him hoped it was temporary or even sharpie but the longer Demyx scrubs and picks at it, the more it makes his wrist sore and red as the realization that it's permanent sinks in. G r e a t. Out of all the tattoos he could've ended up with, it was a) on his wrist, b) a name, and c) a name he wasn't sure he even recognized.

But maybe someone around knew how and when he had gotten it, so the first person he sees? Boy, he's making a beeline right for them with the sleeve of his coat rolled up and glove clenched in his opposite hand to show off the tattoo.]</sub>

Hey! You! Hi! Uh, crazy question, but do you know what this is all about? I have zero idea where it came from and I definitely didn't have this an hour ago when I got here. _{Wherever here is...}

snacc attacc

[meteorcrash]

[ In the short time he's been here, Riku's learned to keep an eye on the Colosseum. This is where newcomers will show up—people pulled in by the Door into this new and still enigmatic world. It was worth it to be around the Colosseum around certain times of the month, just to see if anyone you know might have been dragged along with you. Sora and Aqua had ended up here. Who knows who else might be next? (And, if there's anything that the people on the Good Side of the Kingdom Hearts series are good at doing, it's looking for miscellaneous opportunities to help people when they can.)

But this person, especially as someone wearing the Organization's black coat, was not someone he was expecting. Riku had never interacted with this one much, but he's already not welcome here in Riku's eyes.

Even if... after a moment of watching him and his unfortunate yelping, he almost seems harmless enough. Riku keeps a good distance behind the person, Way to the Dawn flashing into his hand. He frowns at Demyx's back. There are others around who need his help, but everyone would need protecting from an Organization member. ]

If won't give him a chance to attack, try me instead.

peter parker | marvel → 616

[webshoots]

FEAR ➡ snack.

[ there's a moment where peter wonders how and why this kind of thing always happens to him. (at least, he tells himself, it's not clones.) it's a gross exaggeration, of course — it happens to plenty of other super-heroes as well, but he's specifically, pointedly the neighbourhood super-hero, and this is decidedly not his neighbourhood.

not that he has anything against it — he'll do his thing, as and when it's needed, and it'll be needed because he's here when he was most definitely in new york only a short while ago, but it's the principle of the matter. there are super-heroes that deal with cosmic and earth and everything in between as part of their principle and—

—spider-sense.

peter's attention shifts sharply to the source (his left), and it's— it doesn't feel like anything big, but it's something other than the ball of discomfort in the pit of his stomach that isn't related to his spider-sense, so he sets off at a jog, and—

eyes widen.

small, cute, fuzzy, but his spider-sense definitely considers them a threat, and there's someone there— ] Hey! [ beat. ] Hey. [ oh, but that one has an adorable tiny sword —that is most definitely going to hurt when it meets flesh. ] Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with your food? [ punctuated by a kick and: ] Are you okay?

HOPE ➡ scratch-off

[ peter's no stranger to scratch cards: they're not something he buys often — once in a blue moon, perhaps, when he has the vague thought that maybe, just possibly his luck will turn the other way (or when he's really, terribly desperate for rent.) this one, though, is slightly different: it's not about money, it's not about materialism, it's—

—well. he knows what he wants more than anything else in the whole wide world (universe), but a scratch card can't give that to him. there's a moment — one, then two, then three — where peter just stares at the flimsy piece of card, chewing briefly at his bottom lip. it would be nice, but the possibility is low.

(parker luck, and all that.)

he doesn't even have a coin. even if he doesn't win the grand prize, the second, third, fourth and even fifth prizes are a little tempting. (new toaster? yes, please!). there's the question, too, of where the scratch cards even came from and how they're (he's) supposed to claim his prize in the first place, so— ] What does your one say the prize is? [ curiously, because it's promising him that, and—

—it can't be the same. ]

WILDCARD ➡ other

( want to do something else? go for it! if you're not sure about something, just shoot me a pm! )

Fear (double spider i think yes)

[itsnotaonesie]

[Now normally when the Door starts pulling it's weirdo monster shenanigans, the monsters are actually like. Monsters. These things are more like rejected food themed Pokemon. Honestly, this Peter isn't taking them seriously, to the point that he didn't even bother to suit up before he headed out to help this month's new arrivals. I mean there's one with a fork sticking out of it's head, like, seriously? They can't be that dangerous, even if they are setting off the ol' spider-sense.

Admittedly, this Peter has recently gotten into the not super great habit of trying to tune out his spider-sense. It feels like all it takes to set it off anymore is like, a bee farting in the next room, so the five or six months he's been here have done his nerves no favors. Either way, it's really his own fault that one of the samurai meatballs catches him off guard.

Thankfully, there's some one-liner dropping dude popping in and kicking that sucker away before it has a chance to shank ya boi with it's weirdly adorable little sword what even are these monsters.]

I-- y-yeah, I'm. Great. I'm great. Uh, thanks. For, y'know, assaulting a meatball for me. Dumpling? Whatever.

[If he seems annoyed, it's not because of this new guy. New guy's good in his book. Letting himself let his guard down though? Kind of annoyed at himself.]

Terra | Kingdom Hearts

[powerforfriends]

[ A – Fear ]

[Terra – if he's being honest – is still a little shaky even a few hours after having stumbled through the door, half shocked and amazed by the idea that he is once again in control of his own body, and at the very same time also on edge, because the last thing he remembers…

He had talked to Aqua, warned… and the fought off Xehanort.

His breathing shakes a little as he can't help but touch a hand to his Heart…

(What if Xehanort is still in there? Though… shouldn't he be able to sense him, shouldn't he know for sure!?)

Terra shakes his head sharply – he needs to get a grip already. Figure out where he is, and how to get back to… well, the Mysterious Tower maybe? If he can just talk to Master Yen Sid, he might be able to figure out what to do next… how to help Aqua.

He tenses when he sees the monsters (?!) that have him surrounded all of sudden, Earthshaker falling into his hand with barely a thought.]

…And who are you supposed to be?

[They are certainly not Unversed… thought they look weirdly cute? Not that that's going to stop Terra from beating the stuffing out of them!]


[ B – Hope ]

[Well, Terra has been scratching out of curiosity if nothing else – what he wants most is to reunite and protect his friends and he rather doubts that even that golden ticket will be able to give him that – but that doesn't mean he can't see what his ticket holds, right? Right.

Well, it's time to cash in and the moment that Terra sees his prize, he can't help but make a face, because, really?

A month's supply of… chocolate?

Why him?

Clearly he needs to see what other people have won, because surely their prices are more useful (or at least a lot less sugary) than his. Maybe someone got a month's supply nuts that they are allergic to, or so?

He turns to the next person he sees holding a ticket:]

Excuse me… I don't suppose you'd like to trade?


[ C – Hold Up Your Wildcard! ]

[ooc: Not seeing your prompt up there? Come at me anyway! We can hash out details via plurk (iceyly) or PM, and either of us can write the starter then! :3]

wildcard, just out and about

[caeruleae]

[Aqua has taken to patrolling the streets of Hadriel these last few weeks. Maybe it's the monsters that wander the coliseum and outskirts of the town, maybe it's the years wandering the dark realm that conditioned her to it, but she cannot be still. Most of the time, there's nothing to be seen.

This time, what she sees takes her breath away.]

Terra?

[She can barely breathe when she sees him, but his name comes out in a yelp anyway out of sheer surprise. He's ahead of her, turned away, and she couldn't prevent her feet from carrying her to him in a run if she wanted to—only, she falters at the last moment. Because she remembers.]</small? Is it you?

Roxas | Kingdom Hearts

[missingache]

[ooc: If you don't want KH3 spoilers, please let me know!]

Fear - Just a Snack
[It's hard to be afraid of something that looks like a cute little hamster. Roxas knows better than to just approach something out of the blue to see if it was friendly or not. It looked friendly...]

Can I pet it?

[Or is it going to attack. Sometimes the cutest things are the most vicious.]

Hope - Scratch-Off
[Scratch off tickets are strange. Even stranger that it promises that the prize is something that the winner really wants, if you win. Roxas can't get himself to scratch the ticket just yet because... he can't think of anything that he really wants. Maybe one thing, but he doubts this world can give him that. So the only other option:]

Ice cream. I really want some ice cream.

hope - sorry about this, Roxas

[caeruleae]

[Aqua can't lie and say she doesn't feel frustrated most days here, left without a purpose or a way to really contribute. But she can't sit in her room watching the clock tick, either, novel as it is that time passes here at all—if nothing else, she can patrol the town, just in case any of the monsters break through. In the month or so that she's been here, one day has been mostly the same as another, though.

Not today, though. When she spots him, Aqua stops dead, stares for a long moment...and rushes forward, pulling him into a tight, unexpected hug.]

Ven! You're here!

kairi | kingdom hearts | pre-kh3, ignore the icons

[theseventh]

fear

[ Her training with Lea had only just begun, and unfortunately that has a lot to do with how this battle is going. Kairi grips Destiny's Embrace in her hands but the weapon seemingly does nothing against her enemy: a Fanged Snail. Predictably, perhaps, it ricochets off the shell and sends her reeling a bit, shaking her wrist at the impact. ]

Hey! [ Ouch. Not good. She casts a quick Cure on herself and sighs with relief, feeling as the ache from the failed hits fade. ] Hmm...

[ What now? Fire probably won't work against the creature, and she doesn't think she could get through its armor before she really hurts herself badly. Kairi worries at her lip as she stares down the snail. Maybe I'd better just make a break for it, she thinks, gaze drifting to the distant exit of the coliseum just as a second, unseen Fanged Snail lashes out... ]


love

How'd you do it, huh? Tell me you didn't write it while I was taking a nap...

[ The redhead grins cheekily, holding up her hand so the other person can see their own name inscribed on her palm. ]

Hmph, [ She continues, now planting her hands on her hips. ] I gotta say, it's a pretty neat trick. Tell me how you did it?

[ Because if people around here can use magic to prank each other, it sounds like something fun that she wants to get in on! Who doesn't love a harmless prank? ]


hope

[ Kairi does not win the scratch off. ]

Um... [ She's standing in front of her prize, or...rather, squatting down to peer at it. Her winnings are on the ground at her feet, and she seems to consider them with disdain before picking up the container and looking at it as it sits on the palm of her hand. ]

Do you want this? I'm not so sure I'm brave enough to try... [ Thanksgiving-flavored gumballs sound pretty questionable, after all, and so far from anything she's eaten before that it definitively brings her pause. ...But... ]

Maybe it could be fun? [ Kairi speaks up again, tilting her head to the side. She looks to the person nearby, giggling lightly. ] If I have one, will you try it with me?

ayyyy

[synchroswim]

_{[Thanksgiving... gumballs? Now that's something Demyx has never seen or tried before, and that's either impressive or scary considering how much he slacks off in other worlds. Street food? Sign him up.]}

Huh... Yeah! Sure, why not? The cranberry one might actually be pretty good!

_{[It's not like they're jellybeans that taste like everything in the world, right?]}

brienne of tarth | game of thrones

[insapphires]

I - Just a Snack
When she wakes up, Brienne has trouble gaining her bearings. For one, she has no idea where she is - an arena, of sorts? The state of disrepair immediately brings to mind the Dragon Pit in King's Landing; but her thoughts clear quickly as she gets to her feet and realises this place is entirely strange. There's fresh blood spattered across the dirt, and a chittering group of creatures milling about several yards away.

While her hand immediately moves to rest upon the pommel of the sword at her hip, she has to take a step or two back as she gapes at them. Brienne has seen dragons, and monsters, and the walking dead. If someone would have told her that the Children of the Forest or wargs were real, she wouldn't have had a hard time believing them. Legends were quickly coming back to wreak havoc in Westeros, but she could think of no tale that told of creatures such as these.

"Stay back," she warns the rolly-polly purple blob, because it seems to be armed. The slathering blue maw seems to be the more immediate threat, however - even though it looks as if someone has already tried to put it down with a fork. Where in the hells did these things come from?


II - Soulmates
At first, Brienne wipes her wrist distractedly on her breeches, thinking the mark to be some kind of smudge or dirt. When it stays, she takes a closer look.

No matter how much she scrubs and scratches, the name will not come off. Who put it there, and for what purpose? Did the person whose name is written on her skin do this, or is it the doing of one of this places strange gods?

Frowning down at the name on her wrist, she can think of no other course of action aside from seeking out this person. Perhaps she has some unknown business with them, or a score to settle? There is no way of knowing until she finds them.

(If the name is that of someone she knows, then she seeks that person out directly. If not, she will ask around until she's able to locate them.)

"Excuse me, but I wonder if you might know something about this mark?" she asks as she shows them the name on her wrist.


III - Wildcard!
(Come at me with whatever!)

ii.

[roseofthetyrells]

[when Margaery awoke to find Brienne of Tarth's name etched onto her wrist, she gave a little shrug and thought that it could be far, far worse. after all, the other woman had her appeal, she was certainly tall and strong and had striking features.

granted, she would far prefer that the so-called gods kept themselves out of her mind and her emotions in the first place, but that's clearly asking too much of them.

so she rose, dressed herself in the finest gown she had here and went in search of Brienne.

fortunately, it seemed as though the other woman was seeking her out as well as it took little time for them to locate one another.

she gives Brienne a wry smile at her question]

It's the work of the so-called gods, likely that of Love. Apparently, they feel we need to spend more time together. So, shall we?

leon s. kennedy | resident evil 2

[vp70]

Fear;

[ being bitten by a tiny hamster thing isn't the worst thing that's happened to him this week. it beats getting chewed on by a zombie, and as he thinks this, it bites down harder. way harder than anything that cute has any business of biting. ]

Hey little guy— Jesus!

[ and there's so many! a literal swarm of little hamster bastards. while he could shoot them, it feels irresponsible discharging a firearm over something so insignificant. but they have sharp teeth, and several have lodged said teeth deep into his leg. the idea of shooting becomes more enticing as he tries to pull them off one by one, holding back grunts of pain as he pulls one off, only for another to latch on. ]


Hope;

[ he's not much of a gambler, and he's never actually played a scratch card before. it takes him a few readings to fully understand the rules, and as he does, he realizes the grand prize is pretty damn vague. ]

The truth. [ he repeats it out loud, in case it makes more sense that way. ... it doesn't. ] The truth about Chief Irons... Ada, or everything that happened? Maybe all three.

[ and with that bit of optimism out of the way... he scratches. and it's...! ]

Fear

[itsnotaonesie]

[Oh wow the adorable little freaky monsters this month are actually kind of bitey and terrible. Not wanting to get his own ankles chomped on, Peter arrives on the scene by leaping up onto the wall behind Leon like, y'know, a bigass spider (and totally not a licker in spandex). From his new perch he starts pinning the little hamster critters to the ground at Leon's feet with his webs.]

Hey, you okay over there?

ventus | kingdom hearts

[callmeven]

[ a - love ]

[the name on his wrist is new. ventus spends a good half hour trying to wipe it off, but to no avail. the ink looks etched into his skin and while he knows his memory is absolute garbage he really feels like he'd remember being tattooed like this.

especially with the name [ --- ].

maybe it was a kind of puzzle? if he found this person maybe they had an answer for him. so ventus starts wandering, asking people who seem open to being approached by a stranger.]

Excuse me?

[ b - scratch-off ]

[what he wants most in the world...

certainly can't be won over a lottery ticket like this one, right?

ventus sits on a bench near some of the shops, staring down at the untouched lottery ticket he'd been handed earlier with an uneasy look. crazier things have happened, but this seemed to take the cake.

he runs his thumb over the paper, worrying his lower lip in thought.]

Knowing my luck I'd probably win something completely useless...

[ooc; can be post kh3 or some mid-way point in bbs!]

b - I am so sorry for this

[caeruleae]

[Aqua walked the darkness for what she's been told is over a decade without losing her mind, but today? She feels as if she's absolutely gone mad. She'd found Ven, practically wept with surprise and joy, only to discover he had a girl's voice and insisted he didn't look the way he clearly did. Then she'd found Ven, again, with the right voice this time, and he'd insisted he was part of Sora, who Ven never even met as far as she knows.

She can't even get her hopes up the third time she spots a familiar head of messy blond hair, angled down at the ticket in his hand.]

So. Who are you?

Undyne | Undertale

[beating_as_one]

FEAR

[Well, thinks Undyne, these monsters are super adorable. They must be totally harmless too! Besides, she's good with monsters. What's the worst that they can do? Poke her with their tiny swords? Chew on her with their tiny teeth? Psssh.]

Yo! Never seen you around before.

[Undyne points her thumb at herself, grinning.]

I'm Undyne, Captain of the Royal Guard! I'm looking for somebody. She's, like, a yellow lizard? Just between you and me, she's kind of a huge nerd. She's probably in her lab, watching human history documentaries... but I, uh, can't find it anywhere.

Can you guys give me a hand?

LOVE

[Well. That's new. There's writing on Undyne's wrist and she can't rub it off. She doesn't like it. She really doesn't like it. She starts waving her arm wildly, liable to smack somebody on accident.]

NGGAAAHHH! What the hell is this crap on my wrist?! If someone doesn't help me get it off, I'm going to...

[Undyne sighs.]

Well, I'm not gonna be happy, OK?!

i mean i gotta do love LMAO

[sciencelizard]

[Trying to explain anything the Gods are doing is difficult on a good day. Trying to explain it to Undyne, even if she'll probably believe anything Alphys says, is even harder when she's already riled up. She's trying to give a reassuring smile, but as always, it's falling a little short.]

Look it, uhm-- s-sometimes this sort of thing just happens? I mean not like, uh, names on wrists and all that just... weird stuff?

[She needs a better way to explain this, and Alphys takes a second to gather her thoughts with a big breath.]

What I mean is, uh! It's not going to hurt you, or anything. And it'll go away! Just in, uh, a time. That I don't. P-Perfectly know.

[Nailed it.]