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TEST-DRIVE MEME

Maybe you've considered appping a new character but you're not sure how well they would adjust to the in-game scenario? Well, here's a chance to give it a try!

• Post with a character journal you'd like to voicetest or you've considered apping to Ruby City. Feel free to play them as newcomers or as if they've been here for a while - the setting is your own choice.

•Respond to other threads with new characters or with characters who are already in the game.

• Explore different interactions, find castmates, develop possible CR - anything you want, as long as you have fun!

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[And if it isn't just Strider after Lalonde pouring in here... Two a piece were enough for the world to handle. This? This is getting outrageous.

Though she's absolutely, 100% certain she recognizes this one, because no one but Dirk Strider (Senior; she'd make a note of that later) talks to her like he does.

Despite the relief in her eyes, she maintains that familiar icy Lalonde demeanor if only long enough for a proper greeting for her ~favorite~ Strider.]

Of all places to see your face again... Can't say an alternate universe would be one of them.

Crazy how that shit works out, ain't it.

[He props his chin on his hands and maintains that shit-eating smug little grin.]
[No lie though, even for all the sass and passive-aggression, he is pretty glad to see her.]

You missed me, admit it.

[She'd be lying if she said she wasn't happy to see him as well. It really has been too long.]

Must I? That would insinuate that I have feelings and we simply cannot have that, can we?

[Of course she's teasing. Not that it's beyond her to play up exactly what he thought of her most of the time.]

If I must, than I would say yes. And I know you've missed me, Strider. You don't even have to say it. I see it in your ridiculous glasses.

Seems like you don't let go of those things in any universe.

Why you gotta bring the shades into this? They're boss as fuck and you know it.

[He actually sounds slightly offended.]

And I'm not admittin' to anything that can and will be used against me in a court of Sassmasters: The Sassening.

[Uh huh yeah sure ok whatever.]

I'm wounded. [Look at this pout.] You didn't miss li'l old me?

Aww. [A totally fakey-fake li'l pout.] I ain't sayin' anything incriminating.

When did you get here anyway, Ro-Lal?

I'll fool my bitter heart into thinking you did, just to soothe the ache. [She frowns and flutters her eyelashes, holding a delicate hand to her chest.

Once that little bit of melodrama is over with, she chuckles, glancing off screen.]

I'd say a little under ten minutes ago. Not sure, actually. Things are a little hazy. How 'bout you, cowboy?

[She always took on the accent when she was in a really good mood, and honestly just being able to play around with him like this is making this whole dying thing a little bit more tolerable. At least she's not here alone...

Maybe that meant that Egbert wouldn't be far behind, either...]

Ah, not too long ago myself, actually.

[He glances away and tips his head slightly to the side. Just a few minutes ago he was bleeding out and now he was here. It was all really startling, to say the least.]

Been doin' alright? I mean, we kinda lost contact for a while there.

Ah... yeah. More or less. You know, things kinda got busy...

[There would always be a part of her that hated herself for letting them drift so far apart. But she was right, things had gotten very busy for her and being a mother, suddenly, was no easy task. But she knew he knew that.]

When, um--... Well. Actually. Can I meet up with you somewhere? I'd rather talk in person. [Something in her eyes says she's nervous, but about what is uncertain.] If that's alright with you, Bro.

Uh. Yeah, of course.

[There's a slightly confused blink, but he nods. It's a bit weird to hear her call him Bro - usually it's just Strider - and for a minute he's really concerned something might be wrong.]

Name the place and the time, I'll be there.

Whenever is convenient for you. I'm in the city; shopping. [He probably knows it ain't even for clothes. Yo where the booze at.]

I've been invited by a very gentlemanly Strider to Casa ~~del Trainwreck~~ Stri-Lal, figure I should try to find a thank you gift for being such a gracious host.

Have you talked to him yet?

Wha, you mean Old Dave? A few words may've been exchanged, yeah.

[He shrugs a little bit. There's no need to mention how surprised and confused he was by it - not everyone needs to know how dumb he is.]

I get to come too, right?

"Old Dave." [She barely misses restraining that really feminine and elegant snort. He didn't hear that.

She clears her throat and chuckles, tOTALLY MOVING ON NOW.]

Yes, Old Dave invited me. And I'm sure you're welcome. Assuming you're housebroken now.

Just for that comment I'm gonna find where you live and piss in your shoes.

[He is dead. Fucking. Serious.]
[Or is he?]

A decade's passed and you still haven't grown out of your kitten phase?

Quelle surprise. [Pardon her French.]

Hell no?

[He pulls a face that suggests the mere thought is absurd as fuck.]

Anyway, you wanted to talk or whatever, right?

[She nods, the slightest of smiles tugging at her lips. Stop being so funny, Strider. It makes it harder for her to look disinterested.]

If you don't mind. I think I've found the city center, and if I'm lucky, that is a shop of some sort ahead of me. [She has priorities and one of them is at least a fifth of jack.]

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