rubycity_ooc | November Test Drive!

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November 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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There's a dusty, dirty little girl in a poor peasant's kimono who stumbles wide eyed off the train, turning back to look at it and hug herself in confusion and some fear. Closer inspection will reveal that the kimono is made of silk, and despite the dirt, her hair is neatly combed and tied with a fine silk ribbon. She does not speak.

8

Later, she'll be found running around and peeking curiously in doors and staring in the window of shops, pressed against the glass with her mouth open in a soundless "oooh" of wonder. She'll shy away from anyone who approaches too suddenly or aggressively, but otherwise shows no fear of anyone.

9

The first sound she makes is when she is playing happily in the park, only to be ambushed by wolves - a sobbing gasp as she backs away, trembling and wide-eyed.

"Sesshoumaru-sama!"

Or chose your own adventure!

1-2

[One minute he’d been walking along the market in Sector 5, the next he was on a train.

Zack jolted to his feet, looking left and right in utter confusion. Was this another training module? But that didn’t make any sense. He was sure he’d just been outside; he’d been talking to Aerith. There was no way any of that could have been part of a training module, and to double check he raises his hands to the sides of his head to see if the visor was in place. It wasn’t, of course it wasn’t, because he wasn’t in any simulation.

But if that was the case, where was he? With a frown he waited for the train to stop, hoping off it and onto the platform. Instinctively his hand moved to the hilt of his sword, scanning the empty platform until his gaze landed on the helpful posters that lined the station.]

Ruby City…? [He let go of his weapon, hands moving to pat his pockets until he found the mentioned pocket watch, hitting the record option by accident. Soon the Network is greeted to a very puzzled face.] Maybe I hit my head harder than I thought…?

[His eyes flicker back to the posters, then the watch and it’s then that he seems to realize it’s on. There’s a brief moment of surprised before he straightens his shoulders.]

Right, uh, hello? This is Zack Fair, SOLDIER 1st Class, reporting in. Could someone please explain what's going on here? Or maybe point me in the direction of Shinra? [He's about to turn the watch off when another thought strikes him. His eyes widen, the previous questions momentarily forgotten.] Wait, actually. Has anyone seen a young woman named Aerith? She’s about this tall- [an estimated gesture of height] – and has brown hair in a braid with a pink bow? I was just with her...

8-1

[After getting an explanation for things on the watch Zack has taken to exploring the city itself. It's not hard to navigate after a little while, and soon he manages to remember certain places or things to help him along the way.

Honestly, he's not sure what to make of any of this. He pauses outside on of the empty storefronts, rubbing the back of his neck. He had to get home, that much he knew, but how?

Feel free to bother him while he thinks, or perhaps catch him while he's walking around!]

[arrival / video]

[The young girl that steps off the train isn't like most arrivals. She's, obviously, younger than most, probably just barely fifteen and wearing a dress more fitting for summer. The chill doesn't seem to bother her much though. What bothers her is that her parents necklace is missing and she knows she had it on before coming to on the strange metal carriage.

Looking around the train station, frantic, she finds the watch and flicks it open. It starts recording.]

Hello? Aunt Galadriel? Uncle Celeborn? Hello?

[wildcard]

[anything, literally anything, goes]

[As Henry stepped off the train, he noted the posters and made sure to read them. They seemed familiar for a moment until he had a blast of memories appear within his mind. The Keyblade which he could wield only here appeared in his hand for a moment before disappearing and all Henry could do was brace himself against the wall until the moment had passed. Shaking his head slightly to clear his mind, he patted his pockets looking for the watch he now knew he would have.

Quickly flicking it onto the video function, he smiled at the camera in his strange new clothes spoke with confidence.]

Well Ruby City, I'm back. Bad timing as always but I'm back. If anyone remembers me and can fill me in with that I might have missed while gone, I'd appreciate it. I'll be heading over to Mr Gold's shop if you want meet me in person.

Thanks.

Clocktower; 1 and/or 4

[Staircase? Pfft. We don't do stairs in the House of Strider. Denuntiabamus de gradibus, frater.

After a little nonplussed wandering and general existential uncertainty, Dave's floated up to the top of the Clocktower--literally. He hovers in front of the big clock face, a gangly figure in an impressive cape, hands in his pajama pockets. He watches the evening city below, gaze moving slowly from street to street, from dispersing knot of activity to lights in the windows. There's not a whole lot of expression to be read off his face, but he seems more perplexed than anything else.

Of course, then the bell sounds the hour right behind his head.]

Fuck--!

[Those passing by the Clocktower this fine evening may find, instead of startled birds settling down at the front of the structure, an ungainly tumble of gangly limbs, cape, and distressed swearing dropping out of the sky to land in an awkward stumble on the cobbles, hands clapped over his ears. He reels, half-deafened, and his voice comes out too loud.]

Jesus's zombie ballsack, does the shit parade never just pull over for drinks?

[He's. Not really looking where he's going.]

Watch: Text

desperate noob question but im an orphan child in need of essentials and the supermarket wasnt listed on the flyers
anyway food shelter aj
that stands for apple juice and is the most important item on that list
my needs fuckin mighty where can i get the goods
also
how can i get netflix on this thing and does someone have an account i can mooch on
ty

Edited (Cussing redundancy) 2015-11-07 21:56 (UTC)

[Arrival]

[Ava's arrival is... let's say 'different' from most arrivals. She stumbles off the train wearing a strange pair of spectacles, that she rightfully shouldn't be able to see through but manages fine. That's not the strange part though. What's strange is that her skin almost looks like boiling lava.]

Uh... O-Odin? Wrathia?

[Her clothes are pretty well torn up, at least the red dress is but she's wearing a blue jacket over it, much too large for her to make up for it.]

[Black Stallion (OMG FOOD)]

[It feels like it's been forever since Ava's had anything to eat, Really it's barely been a day and a lot of that time she'd been unconscious or sleeping. Once they'd gotten to Titan Headquarters though it had caught up her her. So making it to Ruby City, her stomach was grumbling and clenching and demanding food.

Thankfully, Ava has come across the local bar. Obviously she's too young to drink (not that it had stopped Maggie from drinking up at Gil's place) but that's not what she's there for. No, the smell of freshly made food draws her in.

Anyone that finds her there will see her tearing into a burger and fries and a soda.]

[wildcard]

[Have at her.]

[. . . You know. It probably says a lot about Giorno's life, both here and at home, that when he looks up on one of his daily proprietary walks around the city and sees a kid on top of the clocktower with a cape fluttering in the light breeze and a look of extreme chill, he's not even slightly surprised. No, he just pauses and watches Dave watching the city with mild curiosity.]

[And he doesn't even laugh when the bell tolls and Dave flops to the ground without getting even slightly hurt, by all appearances. The only thing that gets even the slightest reaction - a minute raise of his eyebrows - is the phrase "Jesus's zombie ballsack". Wow.]

[Dave's about an eighth of a second from colliding with him when he just. Puts out his hand and puts it on his shoulder in a Very Definitive Way. Do not run into the don.]

Are you all right? [Said in that tone, you know, the one that says "I'm not laughing at you, but it's really fucking hard."]

[WHOA whoa hand on his shoulder. Dave steps back instantly to stare at Giorno, startled, hands still pressed to his poor ears. A pause ensues, just long enough for him to blink a couple times behind his shades, maybe.

Then, still a hair too loud:]

What?

[Well, maybe if you uncovered your ears, Dave...]

[Yeah, you know what . . . he's not gonna shout. That is not done. He is just gonna reach over and tap on the outside of Dave's wrists. Put your hands down, moron.]

[Still smiling, though? If that helps? (Probably not.)]

[Dave steps back again, disconcerted, but the gesture, though unwanted, appears to get the message across. Carefully, he lowers his hands. Once assured the bell's no longer going off, he just rubs ineffectually at one of them (they're both still ringing, damn) before returning his hands to his pockets.]

Uh.

[He watches Giorno warily. He is the very picture of #unsure.]

Hey. [He glances aside a moment, then back to Giorno.] This your place?

[...Wow. Were that slightly less of a dramatic entrance, she might actually have a remark to offer about being completely fine with having guys fall for her but they probably shouldn't take it so literally; as it is, that sure is a guy who just went clocktower to cobblestones in a matter of seconds, which means that's her cue to book it over and make sure he's hopefully not dead.

Which is a thing she's very qualified to judge, all things considered.

So she rushes over as fast as her sandaled feet can carry her, with her golden retriever bounding along at her side, and when she reaches Dave she's kneeling down in an instant (quite the nimble feat, in a skirt that relatively short) to investigate.]

Hey! Oh my god, mister, are you okay? Hey, speak to m—

[...]

...Okay, it sounds like you hit your head pretty badly...

["Jesus's zombie ballsack", indeed.]

[He sits himself up as she approaches, still grimacing at his ringing ears. He's unhurt, really--and even if he were, his head certainly wouldn't be his immediate concern, not after what the Jacks just did to him--and he shakes his head to wave off her concern.]

What? No, I'm. [He looks up. A beat passes.] Fine. ...I'm cool.

[Holy shit, he's talking to a girl.

Well, okay, no, it's not the girl part that's tripping him up. That just makes him sound like some pathetic nerd who's never left his parents' basement. Dave has entirely too few parents for that setup, and also a dark, depressing meteor with limited contact with the living is totally different. Shut up.

He's talking to a human being.

(...And she's cute as hell.)]

Um, hey. Uh, I'm Dave.

[...]

'Sup?

...You just fell from all the way up there and you're fine?

[She would probably consider this to be phenomenally more bullshit than she does if it weren't for the fact that she's already friends with a lot of really weird people, so as it is she's just skeptical.

Still, she settles back onto her heels a moment, absently wrapping one arm around her dog's neck as she seems to consider this.]

Well, I guess you know how to make an entrance, then. How many fingers am I holding up?

[She holds up four fingers.]

[Wow, Reimi, he finds your lack of faith offensive.]

Four.

[G o s h. Dave gives the dog one glance--a nervous one--and then pulls himself up to his feet, dusts off his knees.]

I didn't exactly fall, you know. That's kind of a gross misrepresentation of what I was doing, which was just, like, getting the most expedient hell out of Dodge when Quasimodo started reenacting the Carol of the Bells up there.

[He waves in the general direction of the clock face.]

...So you had everything under control, huh.

[She follows that glance, though, and ends up looking at Arnold herself, who looks back at her with his usual calm doggy warmth.]

Well, I'm glad you're not hurt, anyway. This place is a little bit backwards, I don't think they have ambulances or anything, so getting you help would've been pretty tough.

[He frowns again, then cranes his neck up to see the top of the tower.]

It's not like it's that high.

[He shrugs.]

Even if I couldn't fly, I'd probably've been fine. And there isn't even lava at the bottom.

...Well, okay, Superman! I'm sorry I didn't recognize you without the big "S" on your chest!

[As sarcastic as that could've sounded, it actually emerges surprisingly genuine; the fact that she has to pause to laugh every third or fourth word goes a long way toward saving it, probably.]

[He snorts--it's sort of been a while since people had references he recognizes to throw back at him, even if she's laughing at him--and then, you know. Floats up into the air a bit. As one does.]

Look, the camera adds twenty pounds, it's not your fault you couldn't see it.

[This works out fine, because Giorno is the very picture of #sure and also #alwayssure. This is fine. People just collapse to the ground from very high places all the time and are fine.]

The clocktower?

[He glances up at it dubiously.]

No, the clocktower doesn't belong to me. I was just checking to see if you were all right. You tripped.

[Understatement of the century.]

No, I meant the--I didn't trip.

[He looks annoyed for a second, but then the understated confusion returns.]

I meant the whole...

[He trails off again, and befuddlement shifts down into a more gnawing uncertainty. Dave's sunglasses are impenetrable in this light, but his head shifts as he glances from Giorno's face to the buildings to either side, to the darkening sky, to Giorno's eyes again.

Giorno's patently living eyes.]

...This isn't a dream bubble?

[A dream bubble.]

[He tips his head slightly to one side, curious and calculating, trying to figure out if this is another "Jesus's zombie ballsack" situation. Apparently not.]

Given that I've never heard of a dream bubble before, probably not.

[So if a dream bubble is where he expected to be, then he's been pulled here just like the rest of them. But--]

You usually arrive in one of these bubbles by train?

Nnnno. I just sort of thought it was part of the experience in this case. Wait, you've never heard of the dream bubbles?

[Giorno looks about the right age to have been a previous player, so Dave's just assumed...]

...Are. You actually alive?

[????????????????????????]

You can check my pulse if you like.

[This comes out almost too fast, a smartass pissed-off teenager reaction rather than the cool customer he tends to be on good days, but man. For all that it's a good question even in the context of the city, he keeps getting annoyed by it, especially when it comes this bluntly.]

[He takes a moment to toy with the emerald ladybug in his pocket and then - sigh, shrug. Whatever.]

As far as I know, yes. I'm alive.

[Dave opens his mouth to say something, but then looks down at his own wrist. Back to Giorno. Now away again, like something's just occurred to him but he doesn't want to be rude and bail to check it out.

But he manages to come to a decision anyway.]

Um, one sec.

[He trots over to the nearest darkened window, glances back at Giorno once, and then removes his sunglasses the way someone would open a can they know to be full of angry bees. He stares at his reflection for a moment, looking deeply uncomfortable and weirded-out, but then slides his shades back on and comes back. His hands have returned to his pockets for comfort, but it doesn't seem to be doing much for him; Dave's jittery as anything now, eye contact blatantly shattered.]

Okay. This is probably about the second-weirdest day I've ever had, but okay. That sure is a thing that doesn't need examining or anything, ever, at all.

[Oh, well then. That earns a whistle of mild appreciation, as she likewise gets up to her feet.]

Mmhmm, sure. So is that what you were doing up there, leaping a tall building in a single bound?

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