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rubycity_ooc2014-09-28 03:05 pm
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October Test Drive
Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?
Have no fear, a meme for you is here.
Directions:
Locations:
1. Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.
2. Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?
3. The Beach: You can almost forget you're trapped, in a place like this...
4. The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.
5. The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.
6. The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.
7. The Forest: Not a great place to be caught alone, but are you alone?
8. Wildcard: Pick anything from our list!
Scenarios
1. Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.
2. Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.
3. Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?
4. Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!
Have fun, guys!
Isaac Acker | Original
You know, the same way you kind of admire a parasite.
At least Starbucks is delicious and right now he's just wandered off a train he has no recollection of getting on, he has no clue where he is and he's got a thumping headache because it's the middle of the day and he's got no sunglasses. Not a problem for most people but when you're a vampire who can go outdoors in the day, so long as you're careful, it's pretty essential.
So thumping headache and he's lost and generally staving off an impending panic attack at the whole 'I don't remember any trains' deal, please come help before he has a misplaced freakout over unknown coffee shops instead of the actual thing he should be freaking out about.]
[[ooc: ping deathwailart @ aim or hit up his ic/ooc plotting post.]]
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Really he was just addicted to coffee now, it was really a problem. But this little shop had some real character, and it helped that he was rather fond of the little lady running the joint.
He spotted the newcomer as he strolled along, but didn't pay him any particular mind. Caffeine needs were greater than dealing with yet another lost greenhorn.]
You goin' in or what? Door doesn't bite.
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Luckily they're in public, not that Isaac would cause a scene but life hasn't been very kind to him lately and are they going to go through with the whole false civility thing?]
I just got off a train I don't even remember getting on, I don't know where I am and I'm pretty sure this place isn't going to serve pumpkin space lattes.
[Basic vampire bitch Isaac Acker who has no idea why one of his fear responses is to sass things that could snap him like a twig.]
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Whatever, he's seen weirder.]
I don't know anything about pumpkin lattes, but you're preaching to the choir, pal. You, and about a hundred other people.
[Or more, or less, he hasn't really been keeping track. And here Dante doesn't even realize he's being sassed.]
You tried askin'?
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Because last time a demon got too close when Isaac was alone it didn't pan out too well for him until he got rescued and it's going to take a very long time for the memory of it to fade.]
So what the hell is this? A hundred other people and trains I don't remember getting on, not least because I was nowhere near any trains.
[Plus demonic buzz. From you. But maybe he was too distracted to really pay attention to what was going on around him so there might be more somewhere that he has no clue about.]
You know I was hoping this was just a bad dream and that I'd wake up, actually going in somewhere makes it feel like I'm accepting that this is horribly real.
[Somehow he manages a forced smile but he sighs, mutters something suspiciously like 'get it to-fucking-gether' and opens the door. He's good enough - or not suicidial enough, he doesn't really know himself - not to automatically slam the door in your face Dante but you might want to catch it as he looks in dismay because nope, he's scanning the board and it's not the soulless corporate monster chain he loved so much.]
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Didn't you read the signs?
[An exasperated, long-suffering sigh. Don't worry, Isaac, you're not the only one who doesn't read the signs. But, this gives him the perfect opportunity for a little theatrics. He saunters a few paces away to throw an arm out in a grand sweeping gesture as he proceeds:]
Congratulations, you've been randomly selected by the Kidnapper Express to join us in an indefinite and mysterious vacation in Ruby City! Sorry to disappoint you but there aren't any rubies, only trains and more irritable misplaced citizens just like yourself.
[The sweeping gesture ended at Isaac with a grand and particularly over-dramatic bow. Can you tell he's done this before because he has and every time he has to step it up just a little more.]
We all go through it. Here's a tip, it'll be easier the quicker you accept it and get on with enjoying yourself a coffee. Before something stupid happens and you can't for whatever reason.
[Stupid happens a lot around here. Dante saunters along after him, and yes does reach a hand out to keep the door from slamming on his nose. Sorry Isaac, very few modern conveniences here; On the bright side the coffee is great?]
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Honestly, part of him really thought this was some sort of dream he'd landed himself in because it made more sense that way. Being abducted without knowing isn't something he likes to entertain as an option because it's possible. The things hunting him and the others could do it so easily and that would be that.]
Great. Fan-fucking-tastic, it's just what I always wanted, should I thank my mum? [Not that he would because his parents have been dead for well over a century so yeah...] Who abducted us then? And why? Because most abduction scenarios don't involve the freedom of the city to do whatever we like, there's usually a dark and horrible place or some house that looks nice but isn't because you can't leave and there's always someone around watching you and you could make a break for it but you know what would happen. You know.
[Maybe the demons are right about where vampires come from because it'd explain a hell of a lot about Isaac's dramatic streak too.]
Isn't accepting this what they want you to do? Just go along with it and don't question things and it makes their job - assuming it's a they and not a he or she or it or something completel unclassifiable - that much easier? Jump straight to step five, amazing advice, cheers.
[But whatever, he doesn't trust anywhere to make tea the way he likes so he bobs along, peering up at the board and hoping against all hope that there aren't any mirrored surfaces here. Caffeine isn't going to make this better, it's probably going to make it worse but he's earned a coffee, even if it's just a boring regular latte.
At least he can put his head in his hands when he takes a seat to just sigh and wonder how his life became this.]
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You could, if you don't like her much. [A grand, nonchalant shrug. Up to you, pal.] Who? Don't really have a who, or a why. You're right on the whole "they" thing but as to what's the point? Beats me. They show up every now and then, out in the city or just on the watches. By the way, check your pockets, you should have one.
[It runs in the family.]
As far as freedom goes, well, 'they' don't give a shit one way or another. Far as I've seen. Of course they don't have to worry too much about anyone getting too out of hand. We're on a chunk of rock floating in a void, there's only so far you can go. And even if you do leave the city then there's the monsters to deal with.
[Did you think he was serious about a vacation? Because he wasn't.]
I'm just sparing myself the headache of listening to you whining about it. The quicker you get to the part where you understand you're stuck here, the better. As for the rest, well, that's up to you. I don't give a damn one way or another.
[If he wanted to be placid, that was on him, if he wanted to cause a fuss for the powers that be well all the better. Dante had just been through this song and dance enough times to be annoyed with it.
There probably aren't any mirrors, it's a coffee shop not a bar, and the lady running the place is actually quite sweet and chipper. Also not a demon, unlike your new friend.]
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I don't even really remember her. [That mutter isn't exactly meant for Dante but it slips out anyway. It's been a long time since he last thought about her to be honest. He does indeed go to check his pocket to pull out the watch and stare at it, then Dante, then back to it because seriously?] You are the worst white rabbit I've ever seen.
So... [Time to take a sip of coffee and just get his ducks in a row, so to speak.] We've been brought here by a mysterious 'they' who bdon't actually care what we get up to but we can't actually go that far anyway because we're just, what, floating in the fucking void? I mean, I know that technically that's what Earth is doing but I mean a chunk of rock doesn't make it sound like we've actually got that much room. [That's not taking into account Otherworlds and this could be one of those but you don't give away all the secrets before you've even finished your first cup of coffee.]
So how long have you been here then?
[Might as well find out just how terrible his stay might be if the others can't find him and drag him back.]
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Hm? [Dante can recognize a sensitive topic when he sees one, and this probably applies. He won't press. But that does get an amused laugh.] And you've only just stepped into Wonderland.
[Delicious coffee. Dante makes his way to a table off to the side, kicking back in a chair lazily and flopping one arm over the back. Not many people can manage the degree of relaxed he can, and he makes it look easy.] You've got it. [He gestures vaguely as if to indicate the area at large.] Recently, we got an upgrade. There's a beach now, little more space. But it's still just a glorified fish bowl in an endless void.
[He's been leaning toward pocket dimension, himself.]
Just shy of two years, now.
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If there's a Mad Hatter running around then I'm done, I'm going to go find the caterpillar and spend the rest of my life stoned off my tits with him.
[God this is actually more than civilised, this is borderline friendly and chatty and it's so disturbing that he feels like he needs another adult to come help him.] Of course, it'd just be uncivilised not to have a beach. [Note to self, avoid at all costs or you will die.] I'm sure everyone was thrilled to have a beach for nice little holidays and ill-advised shagging at night.
[Seriously, who has sex on a beach, sand is coarse enough - from what he remembers - when it's not in delicate areas.]
Fuck. [Sorry, that's pretty much his default when it comes to hearing something like that so give him a little time to just process it.] And there's no way out that you've found in two years? Assuming you haven't just been sitting around with your thumb up your arse, I know I've only known you five minutes but you don't seem the kind to just lie back and take it.
[Because you're a demon. Or you have demon vibes. Demons wouldn't just accept this shit.]
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Pfeh, there better not be. I've had more than enough of that guy.
[Haaah now they're talking about two entirely different things, but back on target. Also Isaac, when don't you need an adult?] Well they were when the tropical one came to visit, this isn't so much the type of beach you have wild parties at. More like crusty old sailors stand and stare longingly out at for hours.
[You know, cold, kind of moody, darker sand. The kind of beach where tales of mermaids and monsters come from.]
You got it, [A flashed grin and a wink. Of course he isn't, but there isn't much to do at the same time. He gives a vague shrug.] Not yet, but give it time. Something will have to break eventually.
[In the meantime, he'll bide his time. Even if he isn't particularly known for patience.]
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