November 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:

• 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!

Comments

[digiorno]

[Well, this is all very . . . um. A lot. Not in the way he's used to, more in the sense that someone is just doing mundane but very weird shit and he isn't quite certain how to cope with it. So Dave goes and stares at himself in the window and then comes back looking like he just saw ten ghosts in his eyeballs, and. Well.]

[Okey-dokey. He could ask any number of obvious questions, but instead:]

What was the first weirdest?

[callbacks]

April 13th, 2009. Earth years.

[Aaannndd he doesn't elaborate.]

Does this place have a calendar? Is time, like, a thing here?

[digiorno]

[That drags a small smile out of him. Evasive is good, evasive is fine. He can do evasive.]

You're ahead of me, then. But not by much.

[And he said "Earth years", which means he's probably not a Stand user. Thank God.]

Calendar yes, time yes. I'm not sure how they count years here, though. So I can tell you it's November 7 of the year . . . something.

[callbacks]

November.

[Dave breathes out.]

That's good, I guess. Nothing happens in November. I've got...five months until the next whopping load of bullshit drops into my thirsty word trough.

[He tilts his head slightly.]

What did you mean when you said I was ahead of you. Like, on the timeline?

[digiorno]

[He tips his hand back and forth, an "eh, maybe, maybe not" gesture. But if Dave wants to believe that for now, well. That's his issue, isn't it? And maybe after Wonderland there'll be a break.]

I came from June 2001. There are people here from close to that time, from a long time before, a long time after. People here to whom June is not a recognizable month. So my best guess would be that we come from worlds that are similar, but not the same.

[A beat, and then he can't quite help himself.]

What other kinds of years were you expecting, if not Earth years?

[callbacks]

[This is all very um, a lot to take in, especially if this place isn't a dream bubble like he thought, but Dave just nods because the words themselves more or less make sense and that's more than he can ever expect from anything ever, apparently.]

I've been spending a lot of time with trolls lately, I guess. They don't even use a years system. Call them "solar sweeps." It's like...two point something of ours to one of theirs? It's dumb.

[...]

Trolls are a kind of alien.

[digiorno]

That sounds unnecessarily complicated.

[No, he is not focusing on the assertion of aliens, or even the fact that these aliens are called trolls. Yes, he is instead critiquing their calendar system. Fight him.]

[He's also mostly just pleased that Dave is telling him something so stupid and weird that it's probably not a lie - which indicates that his first-weirdest day is, in contrast, a big deal, and thus acceptable to lie about.]

. . . There were some boys who arrived here a few weeks ago who thought they'd been kidnapped by aliens. That's not the case, if that helps.

[callbacks]

I mean, yeah, obviously. What'd the point be of that? Besides, the buildings around here all look pretty human to my admittedly kinda rusty memory.

[After a moment to sit on that, though, he finally looks at Giorno again.]

Does that mean there's some other actual reason we're here, or?

[digiorno]

[He just gives Dave a look like what a beautiful dream you've dreamt.]

Technically, yes. Or maybe I should say allegedly, but it's a case of - do you trust your kidnappers to be honest about their motivations, or do you just assume they're full of it?

[No points for guessing which side of this fence he sits on.]

[callbacks]

I don't know. I've never been kidnapped before, I don't really have a frame of reference to judge. I mean, wouldn't it be easier for them to get what they want if they're up front about it?

[digiorno]

Well, neither have I. [Although he has kidnapped people, tralala.] There are just a lot of mixed messages going around. And I tend to trust people more when they don't facilitate regular torture.

Besides, up front isn't really the word. There's a sort of . . . mythology around here. Again, unnecessary. I'd much prefer a list of demands.

[callbacks]

Mythology.

[Dave's voice flattens over the word. Seriously, universe. This shit again? Seriously?]

And torture? Dude, you can't drop something like that in casual conversation and not go over it.

[digiorno]

Is this a casual conversation? I thought we were talking about your second-weirdest day ever while carefully avoiding the fact that whatever you saw in your reflection deeply unsettled you.

[Buuut he's still smiling? And he sure sounds casual? So who knows.]

Psychological, not phys-- well. Not intentionally physical. The last one stole memories; we had to fight to get them back.

[callbacks]

[Oh well look at this, this is Dave shifting his weight uncomfortably and CONTINUING TO AVOID THAT, thank you.]

Memories? That's. Weird.

[Why would anything want memories for? What is the point? Why can't everything just be simple, like Jack and Lord English just wanting to kill everyfuckingthing that breathes because they're evil douchebags?]

Was the fighting bad? I was kinda hoping for a sabbatical on that front. Like, a forever one.

[digiorno]

[See, that is his main problem with this place. There's nobody who makes a good enemy. Like the last dude he had a fight was named Diavolo. After fighting the devil, rumor wars are just . . . not that much.]

It was distressing. [Which he says like he's saying "I like cookies, but only with milk," or "The weather's overcast today". Distressing, like it doesn't matter.] In part because we didn't know what pieces we were missing, so we couldn't plan for what we might come up against; the "enemies" were reflections of what we'd lost.

[He rolls his eyes.]

It was all very symbolic. But from a pure combat perspective, no. I've definitely fought worse.

[callbacks]

Oh, shit, no. That legit sounds like it sucks balls, I'm glad I missed that.

[He can only fucking IMAGINE how bad his weird amnesiac boss fight would be like. Shit. It'd definitely have a sword.]

It's like that all the time?

[digiorno]

Mm, no. Most of the time it's just . . . weird and empty. Boring, if you stay away from the monsters, and that's easy enough to do.

[He sort-of grins.]

Quiet, too quiet. You know?

[callbacks]

I'm sort of extensively familiar with the feeling at this point, yeah.

[...]

But an actual atmosphere over my head and the notable lack of handsy aliens getting all up in my grill is new. I could maybe get used to it, interminable boringness and random torturegames or not. Are there movies, at least?

[digiorno]

There's no electricity.

[This is the face of suffering.]

[callbacks]

[GASP!]

No.

[DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNN.]

[digiorno]

Unfortunately, it's true.

[It takes?? so long??? to do his hair without a hairdryer????]

[callbacks]

How do people live.

[He literally??? Comes from a computer game?????]

[digiorno]

It's been an adjustment.

[A HORRIBLE ADJUSTMENT]

There are people here who come from the 1800s? But still. I don't come from the 1800s.

[callbacks]

I literally couldn't exist without computers. Computers made me. I. How do people make food?

[digiorno]

[What. OH.]

Stoves. You have to make food on stoves. [LIKE IN THE OLDEN DAYS.]