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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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[ She's almost a little reluctant to get off the train at first, if only because at least the train is empty, but in the end she doesn't have much of a choice. Allison drags her feet slightly as she steps onto the platform, and once she's off the first order of business is to find out where the hell she's just woken up.

The poster is interesting and all but it doesn't really explain much, just that she's arrived and that she isn't alone. Great. And there she was thinking things were already complicated enough back home. Must have jinxed it. ]

[[ooc: also 100% open to later around the city prompts if you want :x]]

[He isn't usually one to be wondering around the train station, because that means interacting with other people. And interacting with other people means he has to deal with other people. And dealing with other people is just a pain in the ass sometimes. But he's drawn to the train station by a familiar scent, uck, which is kind of hard to pick out amongst the chaotic mix of scents that make up the train station.

He stops dead in his tracks however, when what he smells is true. It's...]

Allison?

[He keeps a large amount of distance between them, he doesn't want to get stabbed again, like twenty times or shot up with arrows, even though she doesn't seem to have her weapons on her.]

You're back?

[ There's a few people that she's rather selfishly hoping to see, but Isaac wasn't really one of the names on that list. Still, a familiar face is a familiar face, so when she sees him she still smiles, even if it's just a little.

It doesn't really last long though, not when he says 'you're back' and she just looks confused. ]

What do you mean 'back'? Isaac, I've never been here before. [ She's talking carefully, but along with the response is an expression that very much says 'explain, quickly'. ]

[The teenager sends her an uncomfortable smile back, that more than anything says "I'm uncomfortable and am smiling because you're smiling at me, please stop." Awkwardly he steps a little closer and stuffs his hands in his pockets - a nervous habit of his.]

You uh, you were here before. But I think that happens... I think people forget about it... Stiles knows more about it than me... So does, Derek... [You two don't get along though, so that thought is added a lot quieter.]

Basically you've been kidnapped.

[ Wow that's awkward, and him being awkward is making her more awkward, and this is just turning into a big ball of awkward now. She laughs, just a little forced, and folds her arms as she listens to the explanation.

Stiles and Derek are here, and she's...apparently been here before. Okay, got it. ]

I'd...yeah, I'd gathered that much. [ She tips her head back in the direction of one of those oh so helpful posters, shrugging sheepishly. ] I've really been here before?

[ She's sure that she would remember somewhere like this, but then again, what exactly would he gain by lying to her? ]

Yeah... You had longer hair though, did you get a haircut?

[He contemplates complimenting her before the words finally sneak out of his mouth on their own.]

Looks, uh, nice.

[Blue eyes watch her a moment longer before they're anywhere but on her. This is uncomfortable and he's pretty sure the scent of awkward has now become a thing that is taking over all the other scents in the train station...]

Scott's here.

[He was being possessive of that information, but, he guesses he should tell her. Don't mind him, miss hunter, he's not bringing you back to the pack house, he doesn't trust you.]

Stiles and Derek have mentioned some weird... I don't know, timeline stuff? Like... people coming from the past and stuff... And going home.. I don't really understand it.

[He really must commend Derek on his choice to live across from the train tracks. Every time he hears a train pull in, he peels out of the house with the hope that maybe Allison is back. He's had so many false alarms today that he almost doesn't visit this time.

When he arrived here, Stiles had given him the news that Allison was from a time period in which they were still dating. Before he could even hardly speak to her, she vanished.

He's casually walking towards the platform when he recognizes the figure there. Breaking out into a smile, he is eager to greet her.]

Allison! You're actually back.

[ It's terrible and it's selfish, but Allison would be lying if she tried to deny that a small part of her doesn't flood with relief when she sees Scott there. Wherever it is that they're stuck, at least she's not alone, right?

But there's the small issue of that 'back', and she looks confused enough that it stops her from getting a little emotional and going for the reaction (that still feels far too habitual) of just throwing her arms around him and holding on tight until she feels a little less worried. Probably for the best, really. Kidnapping situation or not, she really is trying not to give the wrong signals off here.

(Priorities, Allison) ]

Back? What do you mean, 'back'? [ She gives an awkward laugh, looking at him with a confused expression. ] I don't remember being here.

[Despite how happy he is to see her, when she says she doesn't remember being here, his step falters just a bit, but he recovers quickly.]

What's the last thing you remember? [The look on his face is all concern, now. He stops a few feet from her, standing there awkwardly. He really isn't quite sure how to greet her. His first instinct was affection, but really, they are broken up. Even though he did say he'd wait for her.]

[ She's a little torn, on the fence of 'we're still broken up' and 'screw it, just got kidnapped on a train to a place I've apparently been before'. It's a pretty damn precarious fence to be sitting on, honestly. Being in a strange city doesn't make her any more ready though, and she'll never forgive herself if it's something thrown at her that makes her crack. She is woman she is strong, ya da ya da ya da, point is, she's not going to go falling into his arms just because she's terrified. She can handle this.

Probably. ]

The last thing- Glen Capri, it's kind of...hard to forget? [ Absolutely nothing being said is doing anything to clear up the confusion. ] What should I be remembering?

[His brows knit together in confusion. That doesn't ring any bells to him. That's interesting. Then again, when Stiles got back to the city, he started talking about all kinds of stuff that Scott hadn't heard about. This place really hurts his head sometimes, with it's time-y wime-y stuff.]

Glen Capri? [He shakes his head slowly, still trying to figure out if it should mean anything to him.] Is that someone I should know? [~~Scott, it's not a person, you dork~~.]

[ Stiles' first thought upon noting Allison Argent walking out of the train station is that Scott is going to absolutely flip. He can't help the grin that crosses his face when he hurries across to see her--while she's back, she came off the train, meaning that this Allison probably doesn't remember everything that he does.

It's a little weird to have gotten close with someone and then have them instantly forget it, but whatever. He waves his arm as he approaches, grinning. ]

Hey--Allison!

RC Test Drive!

Allison Argent | Teen Wolf

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Hi there!

c: scoot!

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omg! sorry for late tag!

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