rubycity_ooc | May Test Drive

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[She's sitting on the edge of the clocktower ledge, drumming her feet against the wall. She's got a cell phone in her hand, and she keeps hovering over the dial button, but no luck so far. It was kinda scary being up here at first, but the wind's died down a bit and really, she can see everything from here. Even the ashes over there. Well, maybe not the ashes. Just something burned down, not so far off, and it's hard to tell from way up here what it used to be. She could make something up, if she wanted, but that's not important. Once it's all burned up, it's gotta stay that way, or it, she doesn't know, loses something. So, you know, the wreckage doesn't bother her.

What does is that her sandals fell off again. LOOK OUT BELOW.]

Oh, hey! Are you okay down there?

[She closes the cell phone -- it's one of those old flip styles -- and goes to dig her camera out of her bag.]

[The one time he is walking past the clock tower like a normal pedestrian after being told not to startle people with the grappling hook business, and a sandal falls from the heavens to smack him in the head.]

Agh-!

[Startled, he stares in silent outrage at the sandal, rubbing his head and leaning back to glare up at where the voice of its owner is calling down.

His eyes narrow. He picks up the sandal, and, with casual belligerence, tosses it right into the river next to the tower, maintaining his glare up at the owner.]

Whoops.

[She takes a picture of the outrage face. Maybe a couple. Hee, you look funny like that-- but then he throws her shoe into the river, and then she huffs about it. Well, not really a good huff. But, you know, something kinda close. It takes a bit for her to scramble off the ledge without falling -- she's not sure how much it'd hurt but she's guessing it'd be a lot-- and stand on the other side of the railing.]

Why'd you do that for?! It's not like it landed on you on purpose!

[Oh well. She'll just have to fish her shoe out again. This kinda thing always happens.]

To teach a lesson about public safety!

[Secure your footwear properly or kiss it goodbye.]

[There's a flash, and -- is she taking photos of him?]

Hey!

[He bristles, and the grappling gun is out and pointed up at the clock tower ledge in a flash. In a few short seconds she has an irate, ten-year-old vigilante swinging onto the railing and in her face.]

What do you think you're doing? Is that a camera?

But now it's in the river and--

[eep. Wow, you're really mad about all this, huh. She's shuffling the camera to go behind her back because if he's gonna throw her shoes in the river, he'll definitely probably destroy her camera and she doesn't know where she can get another one, maybe she could borrow one from a shop, but most of the shops seem pretty empty around here and-- oh, right, he's yelling at her.]

It's mine, so don't steal it! [He's totally gonna steal it and throw it off the clock tower. It'll fracture into dozens of small pieces, the film exposed and the lens cracked into splinters.]

And anyway, you looked kinda funny with that shoeprint on your forehead. [A little more low pitched.]

[He scowls, looming in as an intimidating fashion as any Bat can manage when most of his gear has been swapped out for an oversized, bright yellow hoodie and jeans, eyes narrowed at her from behind the mask.]

I know twenty-four different ways to get that camera out of your hands before you can even blink.

Delete them.

[Gotham's vigilantes are not overly fond of photographers.]

[She's not really that intimidated. Well. A bit. But he's just some kid with a grappling hook and a scowl. But if she keeps arguing about this, her shoe'll just end up-- she doesn't know where the river ends, the lake, maybe. Those mountains? -- wherever.]

You're kind of a bully, huh?

[But she deletes the photos, all the same. She'll just get more, later.] There, see? All gone. [She shuffles it into her bag, next to the lighter and her cigarettes.] Anyway, I've gotta go get my stuff back now. [So she'll try to leave the roof and get down to the river, pronto. She loses her things all the time, so she knows it'll float on by eventually, but a head start doesn't really hurt.]

Guilty as charged.

[And utterly unrepentant about it.]

If you hurry, you'll be able to grab it from the bridge. If nothing else, there's a clothing shop just east of here - get yourself something with laces.

[He throws a bratty smirk her way, and, casually, drops into the air off the railing, winging his way back to the ground.]

May Test Drive

Mamimi Samejima | FLCL

ohmygosh how has nobody tagged this yet??? HELLO

hi :'D

nice weather we're having. falling shoes and flying robins.

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