Ruby City Mods (
rubycitymods) wrote in
rubycity_ooc2013-07-14 02:06 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
RC Test Drive!

I don't really have a fitting picture for this.
G'day, Ruby City! It's time for a meme for both testdrivers and denizens.
Been itching to test out some CR but haven't had the posts to do it? 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:
- Post with your character with their name and canon on top!
- Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.
- 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:
- Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.
- Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?
- The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!
- The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.
- 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.
- The Coffee Joint: Run by Lukas, a lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.
- Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.
Scenarios
- 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.
- 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.
- Inclement weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?
- Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!
Have fun, guys!
u g h my heart
Boyd?
[Is that really him? He's okay? Alive and well??? Like Erica!]
kokoro goes no no
Isaac. Yeah, it's me.
FFFF I just made the most unattractive noise ty
Erica's gonna be glad to see you.
LMFAO DROP THE BOMB EARLY ON ISAAC
[ The name's a hiss on his lips. It's a name he's been missing, living without, obsessing over. A name that - hurts, no doubt, and Boyd's eyebrows knit together once he says it. Yeah, he'd be pretty damn pleased to see Erica, too. And also unicorns and dragons and leprechauns.
But it's not going to happen. Boyd shakes his head, looking to something off on the side to distract from the expanding hole in his chest. ]
Man, what are you doing to me? Don't say that.
HE DOESN'T KNOW. HE'S FROM POST S2 PRE S3 HE DOESN'T KNOW SOBS RUIN HIS LIFE BOYD DO IT
Ruin his life, do it, because Isaac/Misery is everyone's otp.He quirks an arched brow, because what are you talking about Boyd? Why can't he say that? It's the truth? Idly he shoves his hands in his pockets, he's excited to see Boyd, that's no lie, but he doesn't exactly know how to read the guy yet.]
What? What do you mean?
[He smiles, trying to find some form of humour in what the other is saying. Is he joking with him? Boyd water u doin'?]
HE WILL AFTER HE STOPS SOBBING INTERNALLY
[ By now he's reached the pissed off point - where he can't believe Isaac would be saying something like this with a damn smile on his lips. He knew what her death did to Boyd - what it did to both of them and their pack - and they had made the silent decision to not talk about it, because it was too hard, too painful. And yet, here he is, bringing it up like it's the most nonchalant thing ever.
He just shakes his head. Man, the only reason Boyd isn't beating him up right now is because he likes Isaac. ]
Isaac, that's so messed up.
pls dont punch isaac
It wasn't that big of a deal.
[Probably not the right thing to say, but really, getting shot in the leg with an arrow wasn't that bad, and she's okay and happy now. Actually she woke him up this morning by poking his face and making fun of.... guy problems that made him want to die on the inside. The hour long shower of avoidance was necessary. So what if Scott and Lydia needed showers, they could wait.]
I mean, we were all a little freaked out at first.
just u wait bud it's coming
[ Well, if he wasn't mad then he definitely is now. He doesn't know what to say - or what to do, really - because this isn't like Isaac and something is horribly wrong, but he's also biting back the inner wolf from coming out. You don't say shit about Erica to Boyd and expect to come out unscathed. ]
What the hell's the matter with you?
[ His fists are all clenched up - head tilted up to the sky to seek some sort of soothing - some sort of godly presence to not put this guy in his place. He's just breathing for a moment, shaking his head, eyes closed with impossible patience. ]
What about it isn't a fucking big deal? I can't believe I'm hearing this bullshit from you, Isaac.
Sorry not sorry
It wasn't, did you even see her? I think she was lucky. What's your problem? Seriously, calm down.
[She made it away from the Argents alive! Take a chill pill Boyd because Isaac has the self preservation skills of a dead slug. The dead part explains it all. Isaac "roll up my sleeves to beat up a Twinsformer Alpha" Lahey...
He narrows his blue eyes and his lips press into a thin line, she'd said he was there with her, but he's not hurt now. So it's not a big deal anymore?]
There's nothing either of us can do about it now so why does it matter?
o m g isaac you're the worst
[ Boyd huffs, breathing like he can't find any air. He didn't want to say it, the words solidified her death, but Isaac pushed him to that point. They were - basically family, all of them, and he feels a deep sense of betrayal through Isaac's words. He didn't care about Erica, and probably not him either. Funny how death brings out the reality in people, huh? Even though - it's been months since her death, and Isaac was empathetic before.
Now he's officially lost the only two friends he's ever had. One to death, the other to dickery. ]
Just - leave me alone, all right? You don't know shit.
[ Shrugging right past the other, looking to get anywhere that isn't here right now. He's not okay, he's never going to be okay again, and he can't really help the flash of gold across his eyes. He won't kill Isaac, probably won't lay a finger on him, but he's too mad right now to fully get a grip. ]
you mean da best
What the hell, dude?!
[A pale hand springs out to latch onto Boyd's arm, jerking at it with surprise strength, of course, Boyd could definitely still punch him to the sun. This is however, Isaac "Roll Up My Sleeves To Beat Up An Alpha" Lahey, so self preservation isn't something he's very good at...]
What are you talking about, corpse? She's alive!
[It makes him mad, really mad that Boyd gets here and then just starts spewing shit like that. Isaac had been so afraid for them both, searching and searching for them. His eyes are still blue but his grip on Boyd's arm is rough. Each word is said around bared white teeth - human teeth.]
What do you even know?! You haven't been here!
maybe just a lil bit
A second after he grabs onto him, Boyd's opposing arm swings around, moving to roughly shove the smaller werewolf back. He doesn't want to hurt him, even right now. He doesn't want to be the guy that reminds Isaac of his father, doesn't want to hurt anyone, he just wants all the lies and the bullshit to stop. After shoving him back, Boyd just stares at his hands, eyebrows knitted in despair. ]
Isaac, stop. [ He shakes his head - he's not going to fucking cry, not in front of Isaac, not in front of anyone. ] I watched her die, man. In the bank, she --
[ He stops, getting chocked up at his own words. The memory is still so vivid - he can see her there, reaching out to him, crying his name. He turns to face away from Isaac, hands moving up to rub at his face. ]
-- I couldn't do anything.