June Test Drive~!

[rubycitymods]

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

[embodimentofspirit]

[The accusation causes her lips to dip into a little frown.]

It's not a lie! [Then her lips thin as she looks to the floor.] Mother and Papa... aren't here.

[airshipcaptain]

There are no such things as other worlds!

[It comes out sharper then he had meant too, and he cringes.

He sounded too much like his Father.

After a moment he speaks again, voice softer.]

Where are your parents?

[embodimentofspirit]

[She likewise cringes, shrinking back slightly as her hands ball into little fists against her skirt. It takes her a moment to answer:]

...They're not in Ruby City. They're home.

[airshipcaptain]

[That action makes him feel like he's been punched in the stomach. He hadn't meant to upset her. He really hadn't. There's a part of him that wants to back away and run, to shrink himself.

He manages not to.]

Where is home?

[embodimentofspirit]

[After a moment of very subtle shuffling, she looks up to him again.]

Japan. [It seems that's all she's going to say, but after a second, she quickly adds,] On Earth.

[Not that that'll tell him much, if he isn't from Earth.]

[airshipcaptain]

[He is from Earth, just a drastically different Earth.]

I've never heard of Japan before.

[Frowning he thinks back to all the geography lessons, wondering if he may have missed it. The name still doesn't ring any bells.]

What country is it in?

[embodimentofspirit]

It is a country, in Asia. [And more to the point:] Ruby City isn't on Earth.

[silvergift]

At the very least, Earwen could keep everything together while they were gone. Her grandfather may be the person Celebrian most preferred to be around but she knew enough of her grandmother to know that she was more than capable.

"We ought find somewhere comfortable." And quiet, though she wouldn't say as much. Already she could see that he was worrying for her and she didn't want to make him worry any more.

[airshipcaptain]

Asia?

[He frowns, really wishing his rucksack hadn't gone missing because he knows there had been a few maps in there.]

Now don't be silly. If it's not on Earth where is it?

[goldenfair]

Precisely. Without her, Finarfin would be more concerned, but his wife was quite capable to guide their people in his absence, so long as he did not stray long.

Celebrian did not need to ask for a quiet place to stay. He already knew her preference, and shared it - though more in this place than home. His fingers on her arm put just a bit of pressure to let her know he understood. And that he'd do his best to follow through.

Continuing to lead the way, he set about looking, hoping to find an appropriately quiet and comfortable place. Ideally near trees and water.

=D

[huntingorcs]

Here's another stumbling off the train with a Khuzdul curse (well, he thinks it's a curse - and there are no dwarves around to tell him if it isn't). He's obviously Noldo, or at least, partially so - dark haired and grey eyed, but if Finarfin is paying attention there is something of Elwing in the eyes, and something of Earendil in the face, but mostly he will remind Finarfin of Celebrian.

<3

[goldenfair]

The young one was enough Noldo to catch Finarfin's attention and curiosity, even more so when he picked out just who the other reminded him of. Certainly more than as strictly necessary to have him approach.

"If you seek to bring ill to whomever brought us here, you may wish to search for a more direct manner," he mused lightly. He knew not what words the younger meant to use, nor what he actually said, but the tone said it all.

[huntingorcs]

There is no recognition beyond a surface one - Elladan, after all, has never met his great-grandfather, nor does he know what he looks like - but Elladan straightens with a cheery grin and bows.

"Forgive me, my lord, but I was merely expressing my distaste in being so rudely kidnapped!"

His eyes are curious - Finarfin is familiar on some level, but he does not know why - but restless - he cannot feel nor see his twin.

[goldenfair]

No, not until this moment, though neither quite know it. Yet. The cheerful grin earned a smile of his own as he nodded to the bow.

"Forgiveness has already been given, for this is without doubt an unusual event."

No one enjoyed being kidnapped. Though this had to be the strangest he'd heard of...

"You are otherwise unharmed, I trust." He hoped. Even if he could only guess at how they were related, the answer mattered.

[huntingorcs]

"Well, I certainly seem to be." Now assured that he has caused no great offence to the familiar-unfamiliar elf-lord before him Elladan shrugs and shifts restlessly, eyes scanning his surroundings.

Where are you, 'Ro?

"Do you know where we are, lord?"

[goldenfair]

That was one less thing to worry about. For whatever reason, they'd been left unharmed, if confused and no less whisked away.

"Only that this city calls itself Ruby. Beyond that I know not where we are nor why."

Upfront. Though the tone was a bit...uneasy as well. His eyes also turned away to once more study their strange surroundings.

[huntingorcs]

A frown. "The name is unfamiliar to me, as well." He shifts again, worried, for the bond with his brother that has always been there gapes suspiciously empty and silent.

"Lord, have you seen another with a face akin to mine?"

[goldenfair]

The question drew his attention back to him, an apology clear even as he shook his head a little.

"No, none precisely like yours."

Not that it was a bad face in the slightest, of course. It did, however, indicate this was one of a pair.

"Though I have only just arrived myself."

[huntingorcs]

The frown turns more worried, eyes turning to search the platform in vain.

"Then he is not here." For surely, surely, if Elrohir was here, he would have answered him by now - they have been apart before, but not like this, not in some strange land where he does not know anyone.

[embodimentofspirit]

We don't know.

[She's absolutely clinging to this.]

He better watch out, one day his fashion sence will rub off on him, too

[former_spy_brat]

[ So Dick is here. That surely won’t be awkward at all. ]

Fair enough. Though I personally think that would be hilarious. What if it just starting haunting him?

[ Putting on a mock "spooky" voice he sucks his arms in to his jacket sleeves as best he can, and playfully flaps the ends of his sleeves at Damian. ]

I am the ghost of the bad fashion choices of your past.

[ The little dork actually giggles at his own stupid joke before he’s cut off by that irritated ‘You know’. Swallowing down his amusement, he replies with a shrug to get his jacket back on properly. ]

Well…yeah? I mean, it wasn't exactly hard to figure out. I know both of the Robins from my time by name.

[ Lets just ignore that third Robin. ]

And they’re both either adopted by him or they’re his ward.

[After a small pause he thought to add.]

Also, I may or may not have possibly hacked my way in to some of the files in the Batcomputer located in his Manor…

And Nightwing’s called Batman by his civilian name in front of the Titans before.

That kind of confirmed a lot.

[ The mention of his mother’s name causes Danny’s brow to furrow. He knows that name, but irritatingly it doesn’t come to him right away. ]

Al Ghul?

[ That name has definitely shown up in the CBI files, and he tries to think of it in connection to Batman or Bruce Wayne. Were they some other super hero, or...or…oh… ]

[Recognition dawns on his face, mixed with a pretty good dose of shock. ]

League of Assassins Talia al Ghul?

[airshipcaptain]

[He opens his mouth, then closes it.

Pushing the topic is going to do nothing but upset her and frustrate him... He'll ask Mr. Kirkland or Mr. Bonnefoy when he finds them. Until then he'll... He's not sure. Humor her? If she's making this up. If not.

Well he'll panic later. For now he drags a hand through his wet hair, sighing.]

I hope I can find a way home before the end of the semester. My sisters not going to happy if I miss Christmas.

[And that's not even counting how worried Remmy and Isabella are going to be if he's truly in another world. And then there's Rhyleigh...

Running a hand through his hair turns into tugging at his hair hopelessly.]

How long have you been here?

[slashupontheinternet]

"Oh sure, mud is fantastic," Loki replied agreeably, rolling his eyes at the boy's recalcitrance. But as the smaller hand settled into his, he smirked and spoke a phrase in Old Norse, that sparked and fizzled with magic.

They shimmered out of existence, and an instant later found themselves standing - still in mud - but right in front of the tea shop.

"Ah, this looks nice," he said cheerfully, dropping Robin's hand and striding up to the front door.

[embodimentofspirit]

[She simply stares for a long moment, brows knit and lips thin, wishing she were able to comfort him in this situation, to explain it better and make him understand that it's not so bad. But maybe it's best she let him talk to the adults about it later...

Ib hates being a kid sometimes.

With a little sigh, she turns for the stove and flips on one of the burners, where a kettle already sits with some warm water inside. Thankfully, it hasn't been long since she poured herself a cup of tea, so the water shouldn't take long to reheat.

His question makes her pause. She knows she arrived in April of last year, so that means it's been...]

A year and two months.

have you seen batman #666? christ. it does. that popped collar.

[earlybird]

[ He leans away from the flapping sleeves, grimacing. Don't even joke, it could happen. Damian lives in the same house with him, it would haunt them both. ]

The more I learn, the more it's a wonder that our identities are even remotely a secret. Maybe everyone 'not in the know' is merely humoring my Father.

[ Good job, Grayson. ]

[ He watches, straight-faced, as realization dawns on Danny. Satisfaction at throwing the other boy off his guard plays around his lips, and he shrugs, casual. ]

The one and the same.

[ And it shows, in his skin tone, lips, the texture of his hair; there's plenty of Bruce in him, but he's just as much Talia. ]