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thetube2016-12-26 07:18 pm
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Test Drive Meme: December 2016/January 2017
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Welcome to the Underground test drive meme! This is where you can try out the AU version of your character, start some potential CR and get a feel for the world of the game. Choose your character's species, read up on the available factions and you're ready to go. Put your character's name in your subject line when you post, tag out, and have fun!
Note to current players: Activity in this meme counts as game canon! So you can use it for activity check. If you end up playing anything that you can't or don't want to use as game canon, it's fine to ignore it. (In that case you shouldn't submit it for activity check.)
Here are some prompts to inspire you:
1) STAY ANOTHER DAY. Maybe it's just for the holidays, but if you've come to London to reconnect with friends and family, now is the time to make the most of it. And it turns out, someone is pretty keen for you to stick around. Your loved ones? Or perhaps you've been noticed by one of London's supernatural factions. Don't go just yet, friend. The city may need you.
2) CHRISTMAS DAY / BOXING DAY. (25th-26th December) Whatever you think of Christmas, it's everywhere in London. Christmas songs on the radio, Christmas lights in the streets, carol singers, and presents under the tree. Of course, in the supernatural world, the presents may just have a magical twist. What's that strange little gift from an unknown sender...?
3) NEW YEAR'S EVE FIREWORKS. (31st December) The New Year's Eve fireworks display is always spectacular. Count down to midnight with Big Ben, then watch the spectacle along with the crowds. Or you could stay at home and watch it on TV.
4) STRANDED. Your flight got cancelled. A storm delayed your train home. The hotel made a mistake with your booking and now you have nowhere to stay. Whatever the reason, you're stuck in London with nowhere to go and it is cold. Depending on where you've ended up, it might be dangerous as well. Are your kind welcome here?
5) DRINK YOUR SORROWS AWAY. Look, it's winter, it's dark, not everyone is having a good time. Might as well buy a drink... and another... and another...
6) NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION. Goodbye 2016, hello 2017. New year, new you. You've decided to make a change, maybe for yourself, maybe for the entire supernatural community. How are you getting on?
7) CALL A TRUCE. The holidays are a time of peace. Maybe just this once you can have a drink with an enemy and put aside any bad blood.
8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.
new year's eve!
[ a grin, shoving his hands into his pockets. ] What’re you doing out here? [ a second. ] Uh, bad question. You’re here for the fireworks, right?
[ which are still going on, and they’re beautiful of course. part of him wants to whip out his camera, take photos. but. another larger part just wants to enjoy them like this. not through a lens. ]
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[ oh, no a dog. allison used to worry that dogs weren't the biggest fans of her but tiny easily assuages her quiet fears. who knew a bump of a dog's tail against your legs could be so helpful? she reaches down to scratch tiny behind her ears. ]
That's right! So was my dad but we – we definitely got separated. [ he trusts her enough now, at least, to know that she will come back home in one peace without causing too much trouble. (maybe just enough. allison has never 100% adhered to the rules.) it's his last night in the city before duty calls him back to the states while her journey continues here.
but enough of the dog petting. she knows that voice and she never forgets a face, as different as it looks right now. it doesn't take allison long before she throws her arms around him in a big hug. ]
It's nice to see you.
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[ but that would mean separating in the first place, so, he doesn’t mean it. not really. he’s glad, to have her here in the circle of his arms. tiny obviously upset at her attention being taken away, barks up at them, and he laughs. squeezes tighter for a moment, before letting her go. ]
It’s been waaaay too long, Ally.
[ too long not having seen what he can call his first friend, who had been kind to him when. well. not a lot of people were. at times, he thought he might be invisible to everyone else, the thought born by how his peers seemed to overlook him. but she— she saw him. and that was enough. ]
You should have given me a heads up, that you were going to be around. I would have met you at the airport. Made a banner and everything.
[ uhhh. ] Two banners. I mean, can't forget your dad.
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she'd briefly mentioned her mother's passing recently, still very much in touch with her old friend without giving too many painful details. it's easier that way, even through some of the video chats over time.
allison pulls back and rests both gloved hands on his shoulders instead, her smile curious now as she looks him over. ] I don't think he would've recognized you, honestly.
[ and she giggles because she can't help it. ]
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[ he knows well, he looks different. compares the photos he’s taken of himself recently, to the one’s he’d taken when he started running. and the difference, is still startling to himself sometimes.
he still remembers sending her that first text, when he wanted to get in shape, a simple question. Do you have any running tips? how he had held his breath until she had answered. ]
Is it the hair? Does it look weird?
[ one of his acquaintances had said that with his hair gelled the way it is, that he looks like a bird. ] Be honest. I can take it.
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[ of her memories of spending half her life on this side of the globe, she knows the ones with prompto are few and far between but she looks back on each one of them warmly. she remembers how it used to be, how shy he was, how instantly they connected even as kids. allison was so unsure of herself back then, but tried to put on a self-possessed front for her advice-seeking friend.
she reaches up to ruffle his hair. ]
You look fantastic.
[ and, okay, he's getting another hug because she cannot express over the roar of the crowd how proud she is of him and how happy she is to see him, having accomplished what he set out to do. ]
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being himself now means squawking when she ruffles his hair, hey, it was artfully disheveled before. now it’s probably just plain disheveled. but still accepting the hug, this time ducking only a fraction they’re so close in height to rest his chin on her shoulder. ]
So do you. But that’s nothing new.
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[ allison briefly buries her face in his shoulder, the feeling more familiar and unfamiliar because she knows it's him and it sounds like him, but this is a new version of him that needs some getting used to. it shouldn't take her that long. ]
Happy New Year! [ pulling away, she takes him by the shoulders again. ] I think it's a good sign, you know? That we're meeting up like this in a crowd this big.
[ she almost says it's fate but there's no such thing as fate. it's a happy coincidence? maybe that's the same thing. allison bites her bottom lip and looks him over one more time. ] I kinda missed this side of the pond.