December Test Drive!

[rubycitymods]

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:

• Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.


• Post with your character with their name and canon on top!


• If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.


• Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations

1.TRAIN STATION - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.


Scenarios


1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. EVENTS - Feel free to look through our event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!

Comments

PARK

[starmark]

[For fuck's sake, he's told her and told her and told her to be careful in this damn city. He's told her about the dangers. They live right next to the park, she's supposed to fucking know not to go in there, there's fucked-up shit in there and her Stand is useless and he's been trying his absolute damnedest to be reasonable about not being overbearing as hell about the things she does in this city, even with Dio and the dangers and all of his bad memories of her fifty-day illness —

But that all goes out the window when he spots her ambling around the park like an absolute tourist, like there's no danger whatsoever except that she sticks out like a blonde sore thumb (and what the hell is she wearing, anyway?) and wouldn't you know it, he's not the only one that's spotted her wandering.

She may not know what that dog-like thing is, but he certainly does. He's fought off enough of them, trying to teach them to keep a wide berth from their house and the extent of its property.

And evidently he's going to be fighting one again, as a dull panic starts buzzing underneath his skin and the hairs on the back of his neck begin to stand up, and in a heartbeat Star Platinum manifests in his legs to give him the burst of inhuman speed he needs to put himself between her and the park monster before it has the opportunity to coil and spring into a leap.]

Mom!

[And that's how, from Erina's point of view, an oddly-dressed young man about the same age, height, and build as her Jonathan comes lunging into view, just in time to rock back and throw a devastating punch right into the snout of a park monster leaping through the air towards her.]

[victoriana]

[Erina sees the beast a moment too late, staggering back in her dress and nearly tripping on its hem as the thing prepares to attack. This was an innocent walk, and now she's afraid it will be the last. Crying out, she ducks her head, then tries to move away once more, finally losing her balance and falling to the ground in a pile of skirts. But a voice calls out, and she is filled with hope that help has arrived.

Only...

Mom? She's too young to be a mother of someone of that age, has no children, but he looks... Well, violent, but somehow familiar. Her eyes widen as she takes his appearance in, tall, strong, apparently brave, reminding her--yes, of course--of her dearly beloved husband. But it can't be him, dressed like that, and so young! Young enough to think she's his... mother?

Her chest heaves, and she tries rather unsuccessfully to make her way to her feet, clad as she is in the fashion of her day.]

Thank you for your help.

[starmark]

[It doesn't take long. Maybe that's because the park monsters have learned to fear him by now, or maybe that's just because this one has an unusual reserve of self-preservation and common sense, or maybe it's because he's more inspired toward fighting now than he usually is because there's someone here to protect — but no matter what it is, the monster soon grows tired of Star Platinum's fists landing as an extension of Jotaro's own, and it retreats with a series of high-pitched noises and a bounding sprint back toward the treeline.

Which leaves Jotaro breathing hard but measured in the aftermath, with his shoulders squared against the fight that's just ended as he turns around and —

...

That's.

......

...That's not his mom.

....................................Um.]

You — you can't just wander around in here. Sometimes that happens.

[He frowns a little at her lack of success at getting to her feet (look at those huge stupid skirts, whoever thought something like that was practical?), and slowly offers both his hands to assist her in getting back up.]

...Are you hurt or anything?

[victoriana]

I didn't know. You're very brave and kind to help me.

[She speaks with impossible gentleness, like the mother or friend everyone wishes for and few are so fortunate to have, a shining example of grace and humility and loveliness. Much like Jotaro's mom, but slightly less cute.

These are even traveling clothes, so they're practical compared to some things. Erina is, quite fortunately, a sensible lady, and she's able to grasp his hands carefully and allow herself to be pulled back up.]

I think I'm fine.

[She looks around, then at herself, brushing a few bits of grass from her skirts.]

Though that was rather frightening.

[starmark]

No sh—

[He stops abruptly, eyeing her outfit properly now that she's upright and not in a heap on the ground, and quite frankly he's never really seen anything like that before, but it looks like something Jonathan would be familiar with. Definitely some kind of old-time lady, this one.

It's really unsettling how much she looks like his mom, jesus.

Still, with visions of bars of soap dancing in his head, he quickly and mildly sullenly abridges his commentary.]

...Yeah. Were you looking for someone, or what? Is there somewhere you're supposed to be?

[victoriana]

[Oh, he almost said something bad there, didn't he? Well, even if she's a delicate Victorian lady, she can smile a little at a mild curse from someone who's judging her a little bit... He is, isn't he? But he's the one dressed strangely, not her, and she thinks he must be rather the opposite of some kind of dandy, or even someone like her dear Jonathan.

She stifles the smile, preferring a rather direct answer to his questions.]

I was a little lost. I don't suppose you know this place well...?

[starmark]

...Well enough. I live in that big mansion over there, near the edge of the park.

[Which, uh. He proceeds to point at, and if Erina does happen to look, um, that sure is a near-identical replica of the Joestar mansion, all right.

Thanks, Jonathan. Good hustle, double granddad.]

Where are you trying to go?

[victoriana]

[Erina turns to look, and with no shortage of enthusiasm, gasps.]

My goodness.

[Her hands cover her mouth, and she looks at the house with watery eyes, having known it well at least from afar in her youth.]

You... live there? It looks like...

[starmark]

[It's subtle, but he goes still. It looks like — well. He knows exactly what it looks like, or what it's supposed to...but why does she?

...

He asks, of a woman who looks like one of his blood relatives and showed up in Victorian clothes apparently familiar with the look of the Joestar mansion.

Okay. Now he's sure the universe is just fucking with him.]

...

I didn't design it.

[Here we go.]

Jonathan Joestar did.

[victoriana]

[Perhaps that's what she wanted to hear, somehow. That confirmation that it is, if nothing else, Jonathan's own. But that could mean a lot of things. She isn't yet familiar with how this place works, hasn't even ventured to use that watch, so this is all highly surprising. Looking away isn't an option. Erina squints, even, leaning forward slightly, then swaying a little, trying to discern if it's real.]

Is he here?

[starmark]

[HOW IS THIS EVEN HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.]

...Listen.

[Oh, boy. Okay. Tact. Can he do tact? Maybe? Why is this happening.]

Maybe it's weird, but I have to ask. Is your name Erina?

[victoriana]

[Take a deep breath, Jotaro. Here it comes...]

Erina Joestar, yes. [Does she need to repeat herself? Perhaps a rephrase.] Do you know my husband?

[starmark]

[DOES HE KNOW HER HUSBAND, SHE ASKS. JESUS CHRIST.]

...Yeah. I need to take you to him, right now. He talks about you all the time, he's — missed you a lot.

[And then for a minute he just kind of stares blankly at her, and her dress, and her...everything.]

Um. ...Am I supposed to let you hold my arm, or...

[victoriana]

[She is proper and Victorian and she doesn't know you and she's a married woman, so...]

Oh! No, thank you. I'd very much like to see my husband now, though. If you don't mind taking me to him immediately, I would be grateful.

[She takes a steadying breath.]

Pardon me for saying this, but you do look rather familiar to me.