rubycity_ooc | October 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:

Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

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 - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.

Scenarios

1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. EVENTS - Feel free to look through our event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!

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a. CATHEDRAL

[The architecture is perhaps a bit different than what Snow recognizes, but it's enough for her to recognize it is meant to be a house of God. Or so she feels safe in assuming. She slips in as quietly as she can into the cathedral, though her light footsteps still echo into the high ceiling. And she likely does not blend in very well either. Snow wears a floor-length gown, a dark red and embroidered with gold thread into intricate designs, her father's standard of a great oak tree on the front of her skirts. Atop her head sits a modest crown, the crown of her mother and briefly that of Ravenna. In her hands, she carries a thin branch of an apple tree that has blossomed.]

[She's glad to see that this place is in good repair and tries to find a spot in one of the pews towards front. She's unsure of herself and this place, but there's a reprieve to be found in a place as quiet as this. For the moment, she will sit and she will pray.]

b. SHOPPING

[She decides that she cannot part with her crown. It's... She recognizes that it's not necessary here. She knows that even though it's a modest crown, it could also likely get her a number of things she needs from the jewels adorning it alone. Still, Snow cannot bring herself to part with it.]

[Her coronation dress on the other hand? Well. She's going to need to find some pants first and foremost as well as a tunic or two. A few simpler dresses would not hurt either. It's just a matter of finding something at least vaguely familiar in style. Snow is a little perplexed by some of the selections here and it's evident in her face as she looking through various wares. A little help certainly wouldn't be rejected.]

c. WOODS

[She can't help but wonder if perhaps the Dark Forest once looked something like these woods. She had never traveled so far away from the castle before Ravenna's reign and the forest was still healing. It is while she is walking through the woods that she hears something off the path. Snow comes to a stop and hesitates. She doesn't yet know her way and she knows firsthand how easy it is to become disoriented once you leave the path. But the sound she hears isn't threatening. In fact, it sounds like a soft plodding in among the rustling of some underbrush. Snow draws a breath and takes a few careful steps off the path, creeping closer to the sound.]

[Taking cover behind a rather large tree, at first, she thinks perhaps she has found a horse. But the beast lifts its head from where it's grazing in the small clearing and it becomes readily apparent what it is! Snow gasps softly in her surprise. A unicorn! If such a creature had ever existed in Tabor, she thinks it likely does no longer. But stories always spoke of what a rare sight this is. She decides, for the moment, to stay back and to observe.]

[It's only when she hears approaching footsteps that she takes her attention off the unicorn and it also seems to look in their direction.]

[She lifts her head when she hears the soft gasp of the maiden and turns her head in the direction as she hears the approach of another. She tilts her head, not wishing harm to come to the young maiden as she makes her way towards the young girl. She pauses behind her, seeing her attention drawn somewhere else.

When Snow White turns around, she is likely to see the unicorn immediately in front of her. She gives Snow White's shoulder a gentle nudge with her shoulder.]

[Snow nearly starts out of her skin to see the unicorn so close--she hadn't even heard the creature move closer--but she keeps her reaction restrained, merely gripping the tree a little tighter with her fingers. The nudge to her shoulder, however, is gentle and not at all unkind. She didn't fear the unicorn before, but she certainly would not now.]

[There is a brief few seconds in which Snow simply marvels at her in silence. She thought herself fortunate to simply witness such a creature. To have it so close now...]

[Snow offers her hand out.]

Hello... [she murmurs with a gentle smile that spreads quickly from her lips to her eyes.]

[She presses her muzzle against Snow White's hand and smiles, feeling something within her, she smiles.]

Hello, maiden. I will keep you safe.

[Giorno doesn't really attend church, not anymore. It was never something he wanted to do, or really something his mother wanted to do. She wasn't any more Catholic than he was, but his stepfather, he was religious, and so they went for a while, and he knows all the words to all the prayers even now.]

[That's probably one of the reasons he doesn't believe in God. Nevertheless, he believes that churches are holy places in the very human sense, and so he slows down when he walks past them, which is how he sees Snow with her gown and her branch and begins to wonder.]

[If it had just been the gown, he would have waited outside for her. But no, the branch is what really catches his attention. It's not a traditional religious appeal, but it's one he approves of. So he follows her in, and his hair shines in the light bleeding in through the stained-glass windows, steps to her side and lights a candle, as he was taught to.]

[The altar is not exactly as it would be at home. There is no image of Jesus nor of the Bless Virgin Mary. But neither of these things bother Snow a great deal. She spent years with only a fireplace to light with kindling only to last a couple of hours into the cold night. She does watch the flame as it passes from one to the next as he lights the candle, but she does not turn her gaze to look at him immediately. Prayers are a private matter even in a public space such as this.]

[It's not until she has finished her own prayers, placing her scepter--that symbol of her gift of life--on the edge of the altar where it will not catch, Snow does finally glance to look at him.]

[He is younger than her--though not by much--with a bearing that speaks of a few years beyond his age all the same. She offers him a smile and a nod when their eyes meet.]

Good morrow.

[He isn't . . . praying, exactly. Just thinking, contemplating, which in a lot of ways he feels is the same, only without the appeal for help. There are certain things that he doesn't feel it's anyone's place to help with, not even an uncertain God's.]

[So he is thinking of, not praying for, Narancia, with his thorny open heart and his exuberance and his violence, when their eyes meet, which is why his smile comes out so soft, like a whisper instead of a shout. Appropriate for church, anyway; he was always taught not to show strong emotion here (or anywhere).]

Buon giorno, signora.

Am I bothering you? My business here isn't urgent, if I am.

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