DEC. TEST DRIVE

[rubycitymods]

It's that time again!



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

[purrfectpouncellor]

[She's certainly not paying a whole lot of attention to peoples' faces at first, but she does happen to look up and notice someone with horns. And from what she can see, skin color that can be attributed to trolls. She's mostly seen humans in this city so far, so seeing a troll makes her very interested to see if it's one of her friends.

He definitely doesn't look like it... but she swears she's seen someone like this troll before. Even if he's just slightly similar.

She sniffs around him a bit before popping up.]

Hello~!

[purrfectpouncellor]

[She certainly is making it obvious that she's sniffing around, not that she realizes it. It's hard to sneak around when there's no real place to do so, at least in her case. This city sure was weird!

She continues sniffing, happening to go in Disciple's general direction, before stopping and standing up to greet the troll she just almost bumped into.]

Hi~!

[thefivesigns]

[Don't mind Remus, he's just staring at the frozen station platform.. and the frozen train, which sluggishly moves off despite the ice. He doesn't appear scared, though he's rather wide eyed as he looks to Elsa.]

... You did that.

[Eloquent, Remus.]

How--How did you do that?

[whomheloved]

[Di can't help giggling when Nepeta continues sniffing around and heads right towards her, one hand half-raised just in case the smaller troll doesn't check herself in time. But she does, and when that cute yet familiar face turns up towards her she beams down at her.]

Hello there, little one. You seem very busy scouting the area, hmm?

[ice_olationist]

[That he isn't scared is almost as worrying as if he had been. Elsa stares at him quietly, pressing her ungloved hand to her chest and covering it with her other. She doesn't move to flee but she doesn't move closer either.]

I... it was an accident.

[pinkishgray]

Well, what are we waiting for! We ought to pop over for a visit, don't you think?

[A nice, friendly chat. Only probably not very friendly, and the amount of chatting's debatable.]

And please. Nothing's ever done by heading away from the evil lair of choice.]

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[heiress_apparent]

I prefer a funny man over a 'sexy' one, thank you.
And no. I don't. Though it does seem as though room will not be a problem.

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[crowsicle]

Augh.

[Davesprite's been minding his own business, tucked away quietly in the dusty shadows above the shelves where he can read in peace without his wings taking up too much space at the tables. His glow's been muffled somewhat with winter clothes, and what light he gives off blends in well enough with the library's reading lamps.

But he pays attention when people come in, and he definitely pays attention when he recognizes Terezi Pyrope from her previous stay in Ruby City. He watches her silently, not daring to breathe, and then she licks the goddamn book.

Well, cover's blown. He closes his book and hops down the other side of the shelf he was sprawled over to put it away and leave, hopefully before she can accost him.]

The Summoner | Homestuck | 3-1

[steerheaded]

[He's barely been in the city a minute before he takes to the air, sticking to the silhouettes of buildings to keep from making too much a target of himself. He's a soldier, he's a commander, and he's taking the highest ground he can find.

The clocktower.

It's just shy of nine in the evening, and though the cold stiffens his wings so that it's difficult to fly, it's worth it for the vantage the top of the tower grants him. The position of the clock's arms just beg him to stand there, feet firmly on the hour hand, one arm braced against the cold metal of the minute hand, one fist set on his jaunty hip as he surveys the strange, alien city.]

Dark and sinister world, huh.

[One corner of his mouth curls up even as his voice deepens.]

'Have at thee.'

[He sits right there on the hour hand, minding the length of his horns as he tilts his head to laugh at the sky, light and mocking.]

Well, it's a change of pace, at least.

[The troll sits there still as the tower bells sound, thin wings and long horns outlined against the clock, taking in the stars that light this new adventure.]

[calmbefore]

Oh, I quite agree.

[Hopefully whoever's responsible is someone who can be talked to, but they'll get there when they get there.

Better still, with the face of the communicator off it's significantly easier to see how to arrange things to bring them to darken the door of whoever's in charge. Hopefully Five doesn't mind his future self talking to himself as he works.]

Oh, now that's interesting. Certainly not the technology you'd expect from somewhere that looks like this. Someone's been doing a little borrowing, I think.

Let's see... connect this here and redirect back through this... there. That ought to do it.

[They may still need to triangulate it out, but well. That can easily be done, and he turns to offer a grin at his other self.]

Shall we, then?

[pinkishgray]

[Oh, goodness, no.]

Everything's nice and Victorian, isn't it, but not quite, like somebody's been doing some upgrades here and there.

[It's fun, trying to keep up with himself.]

Oh, let's!

[They're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of RC. Which doesn't scan like Oz, but it works well enough.]

[wavesofjade]

A beautiful night, is it not?

[She won't deny being surprised to see another troll up there as she steps out onto the highest level of the clocktower, a warm coat keeping her guarded against the cold. The Dolorosa smiles at him, nodding her head politely in greeting.]

Good evening to you, sir.

[thefivesigns]

[He gives a quick smile accompanied by a soft breath of disbelief, shaking his head.]

That's magic. I've... I've never seen magic like that.

[steerheaded]

[He hops off the clock face and flutters some distance away before he turns to face the stranger.]

I have to say, Sir's not a title I've heard in some time--[He hesitates a moment, taking in her general posture and size, trying to gauge what blood she bears.]--my lady.

[He misses his lance keenly, right now, but he's fairly confident in his safety. Trolls don't fly without psionics, and even then, they're usually clumsy. And she's not making any belligerent advances. Not yet, anyway.

He feels secure enough to dip her a little half-bow. He was a Cavalreaper commander in Her Condescension's army--he learned how to play the games of power.]

The evening's not all that's lovely here. Nor, you know, unfamiliar. Who do I share the pleasure with?

[wavesofjade]

[There's evidently something in his reaction to her that she finds amusing and she moves forwards to the balustrade, arms wrapped around herself and her fingers clasped around her elbows. A soft breath is drawn in and exhaled, a fine white mist on the chilled air.]

With the Dolorosa, though the name has little meaning here. [Still, she uses it, because it is hers. The compliment draws a smile and a demure jade blush across her cheeks.]

And who might you be?

[steerheaded]

[His wings flutter in surprise.]

Wait. The Dolorosa?

[wavesofjade]

[Ah... She hums softly, almost as if in thought.]

Has there been any other?

[ice_olationist]

[Smiles could turn to screams of fear in moment, she'd learned that moments before the train. The ground just around her freezes as she prepares herself to run, if she has to.]

You've seen magic before?

[thefivesigns]

Of course I have! I mean-- Yes, yes, I have.

[He doesn't move towards her but puts both hands up in a gesture of peace.]

I'm a wizard. Magic is in my blood.

[steerheaded]

Not to my knowledge, though, ah. [uHH,,,] You've aged quite well. For one supposedly dead.

[wavesofjade]

Hmmm... Tact is not your strong point, I see.

[She leans against the balustrade, watching him calmly.]

I am dead, or I will be the moment I am released from this city. You have still not introduced yourself.

[ice_olationist]

A wizard?

[Kind of a foreign concept to her but magic being in his blood? That makes sense. She breathes a little easier but the ice doesn't melt yet. Likely because of the weather more than her.]

[steerheaded]

I stopped spending time on tact when they started calling me the Summoner. Dragons are much more effective on changing policy than pretty words are, I've found.

all good, they'll do that

[princessinchief]

. . . Entirely true. So far they haven't been pressuring us into anything like that, which is good, but the night is young, so to speak.

I'll be intensely disappointed if that turns out to be their motive. Using such power for something so utterly trivial and disruptive . . .

*Because geez, the goddesses of her world would never just fuck with people like that!*

[calmbefore]

Yes, and ones they shouldn't be able to make yet.

[Which is the worrying part, really, but there's the chase to be had, and that's the fun part anyway.]

Come along, then!

[There's no time like the present, after all. Unsurprisingly, the signal seems to be leading the pair of them into the city proper.

(As for the fact that it doesn't scan quite like Oz, well, they can maybe work on that later. If they have time.)]