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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!

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[Death is a fleeting thing. Tasks were done. Revenge was taken. His plan was to wake up in his old burned out home, thanks to Lydia. Well, thanks to Lydia, he was in fact awake, and alive. He has no use for her anymore, so he doesn't worry about that. What he would like to know, however, is why the hell he is currently walking off of a train, and standing in the middle of a train station at night. He looks through his pockets, and finds a watch. Clicking it open, he notices the buttons and presses one. The video feed comes on, and he smiles slowly. This will come in handy. He lifts the watch so that he can inspect the feed. He can hear the heartbeats of the city. He can feel, taste, smell. He smells one in particular that he would like to get in touch with at that moment.]

Hello Derek. It's been a while. I would like to talk to you, if I may. We have a lot of catching up to do, nephew.

[The voice isn't one that's familiar to her, but the person it's addressing? Very familiar, as well as being a person she has a tendency to be overprotective of. Her kneejerk reaction is to respond and demand what he wants with Derek, but his mention of their relation gives her pause. Derek had mentioned his uncle, that much she remembered, but the details? He hadn't shared them yet. Not all of them. That alone was reason for concern, to be honest.

She purses her lips before turning to her watch and answering.]

How can you be so sure he wants to talk to you?

[A short chuckle, almost too brief to catch, escapes as he watches the woman with a sharp eye. She knows who he's looking for, which makes this easier. He gives a sarcastic, almost sweet, smile and bats his eyes at her.]

Trust me, he'll want to see his favorite uncle. It's been a while, and I'm sure he'll want to give me a hug.

You would say that, wouldn't you.

[His favorite uncle. Derek had only ever mentioned one uncle, albeit in passing, and the impression she'd been given hadn't been entirely favorable. He hadn't taken the time to expand on it, but his tone of voice stuck with her all the same.]

You know, I'm not sure he's really the hugging sort.

[He can't help but chuckle softly at that. Lifting the watch up to inspect the girl. Who could she possibly be to know Derek so well?]

I very much doubt that he isn't.

[She frowns, skeptical. Derek is always set to give people the third-degree on her behalf. It's only fair that she's willing to extend that same courtesy to him.]

What do you want with him? It can't just be to catch up.

[Pack politics are always more complicated than that. She knows that from experience, even if Derek's idea of a pack isn't exactly the same as her own.]

[His eyes almost seem to spark as he watches the feed. His gaze an almost warning one. A flash of red runs through them as he tilts his head.]

I don't believe I'm at liberty to tell you, young lady. Seeing as how it's none of your business.

[ With the influx of people lately, Stiles isn't too surprised that Peter was next up on the list.

That doesn't mean he wants him there though, jesus. ]

Hey, Redead, that's a public feed you're broadcasting onto.

[Well, isn't this a perfect surprise. He remembers you, Stiles. Oh boy, does he remember you. His smile grows a bit as he watches the feed, tilting his head slightly.]

That's very good to know Stiles, thank you. Where is Derek?

[Maybe this speck of sass will know better than most aside from Scott, and he hasn't answered.]

[ Oh like he's telling you that. ] Narnia. Beacon Hills. Limbo.

[ He will, however, give a prim little smile over on the other side of the feed because you totally can't threaten him within an inch of his life over video so ha ]

[A chuckle.]

Oh, I very much doubt that.

[He sniffs the air deeply and lets out a sigh, closing his eyes.]

This place is interesting. We should catch up sometime, Stiles. I'll see you very very soon, I'm sure. In fact, I could say that I'm just a hair's breadth away.

[ NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE ] Okay, one, as far as I'm concerned, werewolves don't have magic transportation powers, and two, stay away from me, jesus.

[ It doesn't help that he probably smells a little bit like Derek on top of himself, either. He's a pungent teenager who is barricading himself in the master bedroom of the pack house now ty. Not that he's scared or anything. ] Why did this place have to bring you of all people.

[Isaac stares at his watch with a frown, a frown very visible to Peter, seeing as he pressed the video feed button.]

Great...

[Man, he doesn't like you, guy. Scott doesn't trust you so he doesn't trust you.]

Now you're here...

[Well, well. This city is full of surprises already. Peter makes a small noise full of sarcastic pity, furrowing his brows at Isaac's expense. The poor dear.]

Aww. Hello Isaac. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but as you can already tell, it isn't exactly under my control. I'm sure you know that, though, don't you? Be a dear, now. I'm looking for Derek. Aren't you in his pack? You know where he is, I'm sure.

[All the frowniest frowns in the world on Isaac's end.]

I don't like you. Why would I help you?

[As subtle and smooth as sandpaper.]

Actually, better yet, why are you looking for him?

[If he could roll his eyes any further into his head, he certainly would, but he refrains completely, because what good would that do? Instead, he sighs heavily.]

Because, Isaac. He's my nephew, and I would like to talk to him about family matters that do not concern you. Now if you would be so kind as to point me in the right direction, I'll make sure not to ring your neck later for making this harder for me.

I'm shaking in my boots, really.

[Gurl, he will fight you. His tone is utterly sarcastic when he responds again.]

I'm sorry, I don't know where he is, can't help you.

[Well this little shit is about as good as a gimp horse in a potato field, really. After a moment of staring at the video feed, he simply smiles and closes the watch. He will have to find Derek in his own way, and that's to sniff him out.]

Ready or not, here I come.

[ Though he has a good number of people jumping to his defense, Derek weighs his choices between replying or not. If anything, Peter will find him eventually-- it's not as if his scent doesn't cover Ruby City or lead back to the house or anything-- so there's the chance now for him to make it on his terms, not his uncle's.

He doesn't turn the video feed on, but does turn the audio on to reply. Peter doesn't need to see his surroundings, not yet. ]

What do you want.

[Oh, it's so nice to hear that voice again. He didn't expect Derek to show him a video feed. That would be too easy, and he is his kin after all. He'd be disappointed if he let him know where he hid. A small smile creeps onto his lips as he fiddles with the watch, turning off the video feed and turning on the audio as well. Two can tango.]

Is that any way to greet your uncle to this odd city you've been hiding in? I just want to catch up. I can smell you Derek. You can't hide from me for too long, so you can either tell me where to go, or we can play hide and seek. I could even start counting if you like.

One...

[ Of course. ]

Welcome to Ruby City, you're stuck here unless the captors that brought us here on the train decide to send you back. [ Tone flat, clearly indicating that he doesn't really mean the welcome, Derek feels his skin crawling a little. There's something about the way his uncle looks, the way he talks, that tells him that something is just... off.

It reminds him a little of when he was revived. Maybe he's another case of displaced time. ]

Stay there.

[Scott was in the other room, and saw Peter's network post. He steps out behind Derek when the alpha replies.]

You're not going alone. [Yes, he's become attached, as of late.] I don't trust him. [He's also pretty sure you can hear him over Derek's audio, but that doesn't seem to bother him any.]

[Ah, and there's the young pup.]

Good to see you, Scott. Can't wait to see you. If you're coming, then it must be a house warming party. I'll be sure to hang the streamers before you arrive.

[He wags his finger at the feed, his smile never escaping him as he clicks his tongue.]

I seem to recall that isn't the way the game is played. The one counting, finds the one hiding.

Two...

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Peter Hale | Teen Wolf

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[Action] Hello Peter!

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