RC Test Drive!

[rubycitymods]

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:

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 Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!


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: Run by Lukas, a lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.


7. Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

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. Inclement 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!

Comments

Conrad Dillon Achenfuckyou I mean Achenleck | HINABN

[divampire]

Train Station:

[Look.

Conrad knows all of the trains in the city, alright.

He knows them. He knows the train stops he knows them and this is not one of them. This is not funny. This is not cool. And this somehow.... doesn't seem to be Hanna's fault, considering the scrawny little shit is nowhere to be found.

Oh, but it has to be his fault.


Has to be somebody's.

But with nothing but the night air to hear him, Conrad isn't ashamed to question these quaint surroundings.]

Where.

The hell.

AM I?!

Conrad's Apartment: assume a few weeks later obvs

[Well, it isn't home, but it's certainly a place of his own.

That he really isn't expecting to see a visitor in the first minute he steps through the door.]

JESuschristwheredidyoucomefrom?!

Train Station

[callmeyork]

A far way from home, I can tell you that much.

[Looks like somebody else is also out by the station, though he's a hell of a lot more collected. Hope you don't mind the cloud of cigarette smoke hovering by him, Conrad.]

[divampire]

OHmygod.

[Really? Really?]

Does anyone around here maybe, I dunno, WARN A PERSON before they come out of nowhere mid sentence?!

[callmeyork]

[Sorry not sorry about that, Conrad.]

I didn't come out of nowhere, you just weren't paying attention. [Inhale, exhale. Hooray, more smoke.]

Besides, you finished your question.

[divampire]

--That's not even the point!

[JEEZ.]

Look, just-- warn a person! Who the hell are you?

[callmeyork]

[Oh look, it's his favorite question! He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out... an ID and badge, proclaiming that he's--]

FBI Special Agent Francis York Morgan. Please, call me York. That's what everyone calls me.

[... yeah, that.]

[divampire]

[That sound like air escaping a balloon? That's coming from Conrad.]

OohhhmygodI'msosorrysir.

[callmeyork]

[York lets out a slight chuckle, repocketing his badge and taking another drag of his cigarette.]

Don't worry about it, you haven't done anything wrong. That's... just the most efficient way to answer that question.

ahuhuhauhuahu || Conrad's apartment

[sharpiewielder]

[SO HEY THERE CONRAD guess who's chillin' on your couch and totally not flipping through your sketchbooks like the nosy little fuck he is.

Conrad's outburst doesn't even startle him, actually, so he's just sorta grinning across the room at the disgruntled vampire.]

Sup!

[divampire]

You get some sort of sick satisfaction out of this don't you.

[Wait for it, waiiit for it...]

...HEY- HEY! GET OUT OF THOSE!

Conman apartment

[batsass]

[Sup, Conrad, don't mind her. She's just occupying as much space on your couch as she physically can.]

That's a rude way of greeting your sire and ex-roommate.

Re: Conman apartment

[divampire]

The point of ex-roommate is the prefix! Ex! Former! Meaning no longer!

Meaning not showing up out of nowhere on my couch!

[Don't mind the fact his voice has pitched up an octave thank.]

And I'd like to point out that you were never paying any rent!

Apartment

[mynameiswhat]

[He knew that he would regret it, but there he is, standing on his door step. Looming like the creepy, glowy eyed fuck that he is. He actually attempts a smile?! Shit, Hanna. Mark that tally.]

...Heard you were in the city.

[He brings a bouquet from behind his back. That's what you do for housewarming gifts right? RIGHT?!!?!]

I brought flowers to brighten up the place...

Re: Apartment

[divampire]

That's....

...unexpectedly pleasant.

[He... really can't find anything to complain about here. He's at a loss.

Oh wait, it's Conrad. Of course he's got something to complain about.]

...Did Hanna put you up to this? I'm fine, I'm handling everything just fine.

Re: Apartment

[mynameiswhat]

[He shakes his head. Still looming.]

No... Just figured it'd be nice.

[divampire]

...Oh.

[Well then.]

Are you sure abo-- never mind. I. Come in, I guess.

[mynameiswhat]

[He just stands there for a second. Oh. Right.]

Thanks. [He nods and takes a few steps in.]

[divampire]

..Is it redundant at this point if I offer you a drink?

[How the hell does someone act hospitable to the dead? Maybe try not frowning so hard, Conrad.]

[mynameiswhat]

[It's a nice thought, but...]

No thanks.

apartment!

[chiabrows]

[Lamont can't help a chuckle at Conrad's overexaggerated reactions, something he's grown used to since being introduced to the boy a few weeks ago.]

The front door. Where else would you imagine?

[There's a reason he's here, Connie, I swear.]

[divampire]

OH, I don't know, I'd imagine you'd KNOCK!

[chiabrows]

I did. You weren't here.

[But Lamont knows well that it's best to just get to the point. If Conrad and Worth have one thing in common, it's that they'll bitch continuously about something unless and until they're distracted. So Lamont reaches into the box at his feet and pulls out a fresh blood bag.]

Figured you'd want this sooner rather than later, so I let myself in and waited for you.

[divampire]

[Oh dear God bless--]

Hhhhhhhhwait.

What's the price.

[chiabrows]

[He pushes himself from leaning on the wall and offers Conrad the bag, still warm and clearly fresh.]

Let's just consider this time a favor.

[Truth be told, he's still just weighing out the city's supply and demand, but no need to get into the nitty gritty.]

[divampire]

...Favours usually have to be returned.

[Regardless, he takes the bag.] ...But I'll have it because I want it. And nothing more.

[J e e z.]