NOV. TEST DRIVE

[missleadingquestions]

Sorry to be late this time!



G'day, Ruby City!

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: 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. Bad 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

[niqhtwinq]

Uh, what?

[ He sounds incredibly intelligent as nothing makes sense to him. Now he really doesn't trust Mr. Mysterious over here. Sounds like he's just pulling his leg. ]

[waywardbird]

[ The smile drops and he rolls his eyes. Okay, time to ollie the fuck out. ]

You heard me.

[ He pushes himself off the door, putting a hand on the door knob. ]

Ask anybody, they'll tell you the same thing.

[dotard]

[ What is this display of affection he's so confused??????? How, what--- congratulations Maya, you have successfully stunned Blackquill. ]

Your enthusiasm is... quite apparent. You are one of Wright-dono's cohorts, I presume?

[ They're everywhere... ]

[niqhtwinq]

Hu- Wait!

[ Before he knows what he's doing, he reaches towards the man and lays a hand on his shoulder. Something about him is intriguing, and he knows things that are more than probably useful information. There's a pause as Dick wracks his brain for something to say and internally curses his impulsivity. He just has so many questions. ]

Who calls the shots. . . and how long have you been here, anyway?

[missleadingquestions]

I'm his assistant!

Ace Spirit Medium, Maya Fey. He's my boss!

[Well, in her time, anyway.

BUT DOESN'T SHE SEEM SO HAPPY, BLACKQUILL.]

cry cry

[waywardbird]

[ Jason makes a face. Ugh. There was really only one guy who did that and, well- ]

The Joker can suck my dick. Actually, he can't, my dick is too good for him.

[ Totally distracted now, ugh, fucking Joker-

Okay. Okay okay. Back to it. ]

Maybe I was a little knife happy. But you're a little shit, you know that?

[waywardbird]

Nobody knows.

[ The answer is clipped as Jason shrugs his shoulder out of Dick's hold. Please, no touching. ]

A couple months, at least.

[ This was a spectacularly bad idea. ]

[niqhtwinq]

Months?

[ Dick puts a little more space between them and sits on the railing. He's not sure what he's supposed to think and much less does he know what he's supposed to do. ]

Let me get this straight. We're all here against our will, held by god knows who, for reasons unknown. It just doesn't make sense.

[waywardbird]

[ The space helps ease the worries on Jason's mind a little. He hesitates at the door before looking at Dick again. Something in him very much wanted to raise a little hell; but he wasn't prepared and that just ruined all the fun. Fucking with Dick would really be icing on the cake. ]

Lots of things don't make sense, this ain't that special. Like costumed vigilantes. And here I thought you guys only existed in floppies.

[ Or at least, that's where he'd been told he was from. Batman was a comic book character, who knew. ]

[niqhtwinq]

Floppies?

[ He huffs. ]

Hell, costumes are basically all that I know.

So, where were you pulled from?

[waywardbird]

[ Something in his head clicked. Why was he being so casual about this? Who just asked someone where they were from? Jason gave Dick a disbelieving look. Were things just that goddamn easy for Dick Grayson all the time?

He was actually offended. His eyes narrowed. Okay, prepared or not, he was doing this. ]

Gotham City.

[niqhtwinq]

[ Every hair on the back of Dick's neck is standing. Something is off in the other man's tone. As if the situation isn't confusing enough, now it's blown way out of proportion. He feels severely disadvantaged and it leaves him on edge. ]

Then perhaps you know who I am already, then.

[waywardbird]

[ Jason stepped out into the light, smirking. ]

Who the hell wouldn't know who you are? Everybody knows Nightwing.

[ He circles a little, like a predator. ]

How's Bludhaven? Still a little crispy around the edges, or have you not gotten to that part yet?

[niqhtwinq]

[ His breath is caught in his chest momentarily and he can't breathe. This person has been here for supposedly a few months, yet knows about Blüdhaven? That doesn't make sense. ]

The last I remember, before this, I was - I.

[ Clearing his throat, he tries again. His voice cracks again anyway. ]

I was doing what I could.

Who are you? It seems to me a little unfair that I don't know anything about you.

[waywardbird]

You know, I think I'm going to keep that to myself.

[ Jason smiles, sharp and raw. Placing a hand on his chest in his act of false cheer. ]

I'd hate to ruin the surprise.

[niqhtwinq]

[ Dick's unease definitely isn't being settled. He subconsciously takes a defensive stance.]

I'm not sure I like surprises.

[ Although, He's pretty sure he has no choice. ]

[waywardbird]

You never know, Dickiebird.

[ Jason draws his knife. ]

You might just like this one.

[ But he doubts it. ]

[niqhtwinq]

[ His heart jumps, and not just at the knife. That nickname. . . ]

What I'd like at this moment is some answers.

[ Dick's reflexes have his escrima sticks out before he can even think about them. His mind is busy racing with even more questions. Why is this man attacking him? Dick is pretty sure he's been singled out, but he doesn't recognize the man at all. ]

Who the hell are you?

[waywardbird]

Aw, you mean you don't recognize me? Not too surprising, I guess.

[ At this point, Jason's smirk is practically feral. He flips the knife around in his hand, not yet attacking. In fact, it almost looks like he's playing. ]

I'm supposed to be 6 feet under. Guess we can't always get what we want, hm?

[ Almost. After all, Jason was never very good at play. Always took it too personal. ]

[acrobatrick]

It's more likely than you think.

Besides, I've seen magician crimefighters and clown supervillains. Nothing's too ridiculous.

[acrobatrick]

You used to wear one?

[Hm. This guy didn't strike him as the type. But maybe it was the costume.]

I guess, but it's got its uses too. Pretty good for missions during the winter.

[Also for some added stealth and protection in a pinch, but he couldn't just share everything with a stranger!]

[acrobatrick]

[The comment makes Dick let out a small laugh in response, even if Jason was trying to get back on topic.]

Rrright, you're the one talking like an Arkham inmate and I'm the little shit.

[Hm. Wonder if Alfred would ground him for swearing?

Regardless, he loosened up a bit and crossed his arms, looking a bit more critical but equally as unbelieving] If you're telling the truth, then prove it. Just who are you?

[dotard]

A Medium of Spirits, connecting those from one world to the next... I have heard tales of such cases.

[ And you thought the courts were crazy now, Blackquill. ]

In such case, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Fey-dono. I understand the loss of Wright-dono's badge brought him and our fair court system no shortage of grief.

[lookingforhead]

[Since he just arrived, she doesn't know his name, and therefore who to send a message to. Looks like she has to do this herself. She slips from the bike and continues to fiddle with her phone as she walks over.

She's only a few feet away when she raises her hand, holding out the message Welcome to Ruby City. I'm sure you have lots of questions, but you're safe for now. Still, she's gotten fairly used to doing this, and she neglects to think that it might be interpreted as a hostile gesture.

[missleadingquestions]

Yeah. My mom helped in a case once, too, and my sister was a lawyer.

[Not that she could channel and lawyer at the same time.]

We didn't find out before we got here... so I was really worried.