rubycity_ooc | Let's take this for a spin

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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[It's at the obelisk Bro finds him, and when he does, he just takes a couple seconds to stare, because this Dave is a good three years older than the last time he saw him. This Dave is taller, a little broader.

This Dave is wearing red pajamas and had been flying a few minutes ago.

Oh, well. Shit changed.

It only takes a couple seconds for the man at the edge of the square to compose himself, and when he does, he folds his arms over his chest, standing in a position that could only be described as silently changing - legs shoulderwidth apart, shoulders back. A faint smirk on his face.

Best to let Dave see him than to call attention to shit.]

[ Kris fucking Kringle.

Dave gets this weird sixth sense, like a fuckin Spider sense tingling its way up the back of his neck and it's shitty and dumb as hell, and he thinks maybe he's just losing his fucking mind when he turns to the "source," which he expects to be fucking nothing, and--

It's been three years. He's forgotten what it's like, to sense his older Bro sneaking up on him again like the god tier level ninja he was.

Is.

He freezes, half turned in mid-air, the only piece of him that moves his stupid cape as it flutters a little in the breeze. For a moment his mind is drenched in blood and he feels unsteady rock beneath his knees, the stutter of his broken heart in his chest, the irritating fucking beeping of Terezi buzzing in his ear when all he wanted was to carve his chest open with the sword he couldn't even manage to break--

No. Fuck this. All at once he unsticks, animating with almost-aggressive life force as he lets himself lower to the ground and strides on over there like it ain't no fucking thing in the world.

Dave stands in front of his brother (he doesn't have to tilt his head nearly as far back as he used to, it's the first thing he notices and something goes weird and sour in his gut) and nods. ]

Sup.

[There's some small feeling that bubbles up in Bro Strider's heart, crawls right up his throat and sits, choking, in the back of his mouth, makes his eyes burn and his chest a little tight, like a little monster with legs spread out across all of his vitals and just pulling, making everything compressed. The monster's name is Pride, and he's spent most of his natural life trying to keep it from having any affect on him whatsoever.

Still, its hard to contain the beast as he watches his brother turn, freeze, and then move again. Dave's tall, too tall, and there's a part of Bro that knows he'll be taller than him in a few short years. There's a part of Bro that knows that, given time, he won't have to look down to meet Dave's gaze. There's a big part of him that's more than a little disconcerted at the thought that Jesus he might actually be around to see that, because Ruby City exists and time passes just like it does anywhere when you're in the City.

So yeah, he knows what that sour feeling in Dave's gut is, because he's got it, too. It's unspoken, because he doesn't need to say it. He doesn't want to acknowledge that it's there at all.]

Not much, lil' dude.

[He reaches out, scuffs his hand across Dave's noggin. Musses his hair.]

You been keepin' out of trouble?

Let's take this for a spin

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ahaha i am terrible at everything 4ever why do you even put up with me