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A new Month, a new Test drive! Happy Early April.

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!

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"Wait, seriously?" The name was familiar, and he vaguely remembers reading something like that way back before, well. Things. "That's good. I mean, for a while there I was actually, maybe, kinda sorta worried, you know?"

He lifts an arm to run a hand through his hair, "You don't have to worry about clients and friends and family figuring it out now I suppose since you're pretty much out of the undead closet, right?" He scratches at the back of his head, fluffing the mess and lets it fall back to his knee, shaking his head.

"Maybe a little pathetic but that's okay."

"Dude, it's cooler than Iron Man." She looks intense for a moment-- before breathing out and kind of looking disappointed. "I think, anyway. I haven't read Iron Man or anything, but I promise, Steel Samurai's really cool."

Before she continues, though, Maya slips her hands into her sleeves as though looking for something-- and then into pockets no one probably realised were on that uniform. Seriously, where did they come from?

"I have something of yours," she mumbles, obviously distracted. "Well, you didn't come here with it, but you said it was interesting so I made you one-- and I made one for Ishimaru, too."

"More like there's worse around here," Conrad replies, batty wings crossing again. Not a single person here gave a shit whether you were a vampire-- okay, maybe one, but that girl was like a disney princess or something-- so long as you didn't eat them. And shit, most things here could probably get rid of vampires on their own.

"How much do you know about 90s video games? Playstation specifically."

Having gotten a little comfortable with simple conversation, Hanna gets thrown for a loop again when Maya starts rummaging in her...sleeves? He supposes that solves the problem of pockets...like those weird pocket dresses that you don't even realize have pockets until a girls hand just disappears into the fabric of her dress. Just, not like that. Yanno. The other way.

"Oh...Uh, have you been carrying it around, like. This entire time?" Entire time being an indeterminate amount of time seeing as he has no idea how long it's been since she last saw him, but...still. It's weird talking to a girl like this. And she hasn't given him one of those looks that says 'you don't know how to talk to women' yet either...

Funky.

No stop, Conrad that's cute again. It's not his fault if he gets a stupid grin on his face again. Silly fluffy bats. God.

"Uh...Well, I have an N64 at home but...Playstation?" Who can afford a 'new system' when a classy meal is day old garlic bread and macaroni noodles? "I guess I know a little? I never had one, so...just what I read online I guess."

Ask him about yoshi story though, he's totally got you covered.

It's to Hanna's advantage, then, that Maya doesn't really have much a clue of how boys are supposed to talk to women. Being raised in a village where all the men leave will do that to you. Conversationally, everyone's as good as talking to a girl in Maya's eyes.

"Yeah-- I mean, it's like my magatama, but smaller," she tells him. Just as quickly as she says it, she realises she's still got the damn thing on her wrist-- an omamori she made a few months ago. "Ishimaru's is on his scarf, since he likes to go running and stuff."

She hands it to him nonchalantly; for all Maya knows (or cares), they've been friends for ages, and Hanna's just an awkward person around everybody. The charm's charged with as much spiritual energy as the small beads can hold, which isn't nearly as much as her magatama can, but enough that Maya trusted her gifts to keep Ishimaru and Hanna safe in the first place.

Any other time she might think it's strange, but she also knows how much of a giant nerd Hanna is. It's technically a magical artefact. This? This is pure nerd-ass fun right here.

"Oh, come on. You're twenty-fucking-five! Old school Japanese imports, work with me here," Conrad urged, batty gestures mimicking his usual patterns of absurd gesticulation.

"Final Fantasy 7. Tell me you've heard of it, at least."

[ It's the synthetic voice that draws Labrys in from her walk-- that metallic quality, that synthetic rasp, immediately perks her interest. It-- well. It kind of sounds like a robot. And Labrys, as a robot, can't help herself when it comes to meeting other people like herself; after all, she's got such limited experience. What could she learn this time? ]

Hello? [ Labrys calls from the darkness of the entrance, gently poking her head out into the light. The sound of her gears echo slightly in the corridor. ] Is someone out here?

[ Her scans are picking somethi-- oh! That is. Not a robot. But there is something highly technical happening with this woman, that's for darn sure. ]

Actually dude, he's twenty-four, but....usually the number people say is so much lower so he'll just let that slide. It feels good, okay? Though the dramatic gestures look kind of funny as a bat, Hanna lifts both hands and waves them in a 'geez stop, just stop before you throw a tantrum' sort of way.

"Hey, Hey. I didn't say I knew nothing! I know it. I swear! That one dude with the spiky blonde hair and the other guy. With the really long silver hair, and he has a wing, right?"

"Yeah, the wing, and the long sword, you know, that guy," Conrad grumps, doing his best to limit his gestures.

"You know, the villain of the damn game, the stupidly-overpowered-connected-to-fucking-Jenova-by-the-way-his-cells-feed-on-life-energy villain, you know, the one who's also here."

His voice reduces to a furious hiss as he finishes speaking. Hey, evil sword wielders use libraries too. He can't be too careful.

[ gears are a bad noise. Tali's first panicked thought is geth - barring that, there are plenty of mechs that could make her life a lot harder right now. she brings her omni-tool up again to scan for enemies, but that... that sounds like a girl. for now, she leaves her omni-tool on, but puts her back up against the wall and raises her pistol instead. ]

Yes. Who is asking?

Uh, well, my name's Labrys--? [ She steps slowly out into the light, looking around. To the untrained eye she doesn't seem super robotic; but she's got her tells. Everyone does.

Her scans showed the woman was just here, where'd she go? The robot made a puzzled expression-- something wasn't right here. She resisted the urge to eject her axe; but only for a little while longer. Besides, Ariadne was only a call away, right? ] It's nice to meet you, I guess?

[ I guess???? ]

[ Tali steps off the wall and lowers her pistol. it is just a girl. she sounds alright, too; with that strange shuttle, this looks like such an old civilisation that she'd worried whoever was left might be a little unhinged. ]

My name is Tali'Zorah vas... Normandy nar Rayya. [ her new official name, she guesses. she's still getting used to it. ] Can you tell me where—

[ she had been absently running a scan with her omni-tool while she spoke, to check the girl for the usual things; biotics, disease, weaponry. her omni-tool reads something that is distinctly not living, and Tali's pistol goes straight back up. she takes careful steps around the girl, poised for a fight rather than mere caution this time. EDI is one thing, but this synthetic is so— so human. the body is complex, it has distinct personality, it's almost a perfect mimic of a human girl. that's not right. who made this robot? didn't anyone learn anything from their stupidity with the geth? ]

You're a synthetic! What kind of AI are you?!

[ Oh there she is and wow this person is not human. Neat! Labrys looks interested and eager to reply until--

Oh jeez. That's a gun. Labrys immediately hoists her axe from her back, holding it out in a defensive position. ]

Hey now lady! Calm down! [ Labrys drops the axe a little. She'll use it if she has to but--- ] I'm a Fifth Generation Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapon. Not that I think that means anything to you...

Edited (sorry!) 2014-03-31 03:51 (UTC)

... No. It doesn't.

[ Labrys' reactions are so emotional that Tali is reluctant to have to think about putting a bullet between her eyes, but there is no way she's not keeping her gun on an armed AI. Keelah, why does this have to happen now? she can handle herself in a fight, sure, but she would really like Shepard here for this. should she... should she just shoot while she has a chance? Shepard always tries to talk first, but - but who talks to an AI? ]

Who made you? What are you doing here?

Uh, well, this is more things that don't mean anything to you but; I was created by the Kirijo group which is a privately funded company? And uh. I'm here because I'm forced to? Like you?

[ Labrys jerks her head in the direction of the train, which is quietly rolling away. ]

Sorry but uh-- we've all been kidnapped. It pretty much sucks.

[ To put it frankly. ]

Privately funded by who? Who is in the company? Quarians are the only race who have ever made fully functional AI like this, and we haven't tried again! We wouldn't! Was it humans?!

[ where she is and how she got here is important, but she can't ignore this AI matter. the quarians are struggling enough with the geth right now, politically as well as in their military. not to mention the Reapers. they don't need new, even more complex AI to deal with on top of all that. can't the galaxy ever catch a break? ]

Well, I mean, I dunno. [ Labrys looks baffled. It wasn't like she'd ever been given financial records before. ] Somebody? Look, lady, I've never even heard of a Quarian before. I was made by humans, sure, but listen, I don't think we're on the same page. Thinks work differently here. We're probably from different worlds! Or. Universes or whatever.

[ She's not convincing, I'm very sorry.

But wait-- ]

--And hey, I'm a person! It's not "like this" it's "like you". Get it right.

Edited (i can grammar i swear.) 2014-03-31 05:04 (UTC)

An AI isn't a person, it's a synthetic! [ she jabs her gun forwards to emphasise her words, and it doesn't sound like her mind is going to be changed. it also sounds like something of a sore spot for her. ]

Of course we're from different "worlds", but people normally don't say it like that. You were probably made in a lab somewhere, and who knows how long you've been on this colony. I come from a flotilla, because my people were driven off our homeworld by AIs. [ if she could give Labrys a pointed look through her helmet, she would. ] It's obvious that things would work differently between them. It does not change what you are.

((General warnings post here but on the whole she's likely to behave herself in strange surroundings. She'll assume anyone nonhuman is in a costume for the moment.))

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Having grown up using public transport on a fairly frequent basis, Rin considers herself somewhat of an expert on the subject. As such, when she steps on a train one minute to head into the city for some shopping and steps off the next at the comparatively dingy station at Ruby City (the horror game fog really doesn't do much for it), she's quite perplexed. There's no way she fell asleep standing up, is there?

Well, it's not completely impossible.

While she could make use of the helpful posters, the abrupt change of environment has her more than a little shaken. She immediately reaches for her cellphone only to find it missing, triggering a fear response no matter how hard she tries to suppress it. Swallowing her panic, Rin heads straight for the first person she sees and puts on her best smile.

"Hey, can I borrow your phone for a minute? It won't take very long, I promise."

Edited 2014-03-31 12:41 (UTC)

[ Labrys rears slightly. Ok what. No. Oh my god. Labrys's face is disbelieving, incredulous, and all together alarmed. ]

Excuse you?

[ In a quick motion, Labrys slams the business head of her axe into the ground, the handle sticking up into the air within easy reach. Her hands now free, she places them on her hips, leaning in. Maybe not the most defensive position ever, but she's got bigger fish to fry. ]

I am very much a person! I'm sorry what happened with your homeworld, but I'm telling you this, sister, AI's are different where I come from! It's 2013 for chrissakes, we don't even have sophisticated space flight travel! I have emotions, thoughts, freedom of speech, and the ability to be hurt by the words of others. I got a soul!

[ the most shocking part of that - aside from the battle axe being slammed down, which very nearly makes Tali pull the trigger - is that it sounds so... real. AI might have complex thoughts, but they don't have emotions; there's nothing in them to simulate feelings or personality, no programming in them that tells them how, no reason for them to even desire such a thing. the geth wanted purpose, wanted to know the reason for their existence, but a soul? is going on here? surely humans couldn't have made something so-- wait, did the AI say 2013? ]

Okay. Either your programming is way off, or whatever is going on here is even weirder than I thought. [ and finding herself on an old shuttle in a colony with no communications and no idea how or when she got here is already really weird. ] Your tech must be up to date if your translator can understand me, but for your contextual knowledge to be that out...

[ she shakes her head and adjusts her pistol. ] It's 2185. Humans made their - what do they call it, First Contact? It was a while ago.

Yeah, she stole some of those cookies that went along with the coffee. Stuffed 'em in the pockets of her hoodie, too. Who's gonna stop her? Nobody, that's who. The roof's a pretty solid camping spot, at least temporarily, and for now she watches people try and dodge the rain dropping on the street. 'Course, it's raining up here, too, but since when has a little fall of rain been any kind of problem? She should probably start looking for people soon, more specifically than just casing the joint, but she's not one for shoulds, and besides, either they're here or they're not, and it's not worth getting het up either way about it.

Not yet, anyhow.

"Better hurry the fuck up," she says around a mouthful of cookie crumbs.

Being alone sure would suck, though.

Edited 2014-03-31 23:53 (UTC)

Excuse Hanna as he stares at Conrad a moment and considers this. He isn't too star struck that a video game character that he doesn't know much about is here but...his eyes seem to brighten at another possibility. Something far greater than Mr. Uses-a-fucking-gallon-of-shampoo-every-morning and his words come out in a loud rush.

Libraries should be a Hanna-free zone, really.

"Oh my god, does that mean Mario could be here?"

Well it's great that the bar is set so low, really. Usually he doesn't excel at this. Or talking to most people really. The rush of words when he gets really into a conversation can be...well. Somewhat alarming at times. In any case, while the word Magatama isn't quite so familiar in his vocabulary, he can figure it out that her cool necklace is exactly that.

The gifting has him staring at it a moment, wondering perhaps what he could have done to warrent something like this. Payment, sure. But, she's been holding onto this for quite a while it seems, and he can tell it's special. He can feel it, really. And...gifts huh. From a girl. A real live girl.

Before slipping it on, he gives it a good look, holding it up to his glasses and smiling at the work she's done. It's cool, and he's seen something in passing kind of like it, but...it very obviously wasn't his, and he didn't think something like it ever would be.

lowering the beads he almost fumbles them as he tries to casually put it on with his shaking hands. This was no big deal right? Obviously not. See, he's trying to not make it awkward, but... "Geez, thanks I mean, You sure? I...I figure it's pretty sturdy what with all that it gives off but, what if I break it? I swear, I'm the best at that. You...haha, you probably already know..."

He swallows hard, unable to really stop touching it, fiddling with it while it rested on it's new home of his skinny wrist. "Did I say thank you? I can't remember. Thank you. Really, um...thanks."

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A new Month, a new Test drive! Happy Early April.

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just pretend that's a bat shh

oh my god, hello, have this robot

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oh my gooooood labrys!!!

this is cr i never dreamed i could experience

if i bring her in they will absolutely have to become friends

Yes yes i would love this. THis is a wonderful thing.

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Kokonoe Rin | Kodomo no Jikan

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kyoko sakura | PMMM

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