[January] 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

Master Aqua 1.1 - CRAU from an X-men game

[aquawayfinder]

Aqua stepped off the train, frowning slightly to herself. She had been on her way to District X to see if she should be bringing her students to help in the soup kitchen when... This was not District X. She looked at the signs warily.

"Ruby City," she said softly to herself, then shook her head. She called forth her Keyblade and stretched slightly. She looked around. She wasn't sure how she had gotten here, or what had happened, but she was determined to find out.

yooo

[rule_britannia]

Aqua was someone that he knew, though it was with a sinking feeling that he recognised the way she carried herself as being one of a person with little idea of where they were. He'd happily curse whoever came up with that marvellous idea.

"Miss!" For now, despite knowing it, he refrained from using her name as he stepped up onto the train platform. "Ah, miss, did you just arrive?"

Rei - Star Wars - May have spoilers, will try to limit - 1.1

[greyrei]

Rei stepped off the train, looking around her, frowning slightly. This... wasn't even remotely where she was trying to go. Ruby City? She had no clue where that was. Or why she was suddenly alone.

After spending most of her life alone, it bothered her that being on her own now felt weird. Still, she had done it before, she could do it again.

Checking that her weapons were in place, she headed off to explore this Ruby City, and to figure out where she could get a flight back home.

I have seen it o/

[lookpastthem]

As a general rule, the city wasn't where most people were intending to go. For Cola, it had been an unexpected reprieve from the inevitable result of being fatally shot in the back.

He was outside of the house he occupied, taking a moment from chopping wood when she walked by. Now, there was someone he didn't recognise...

Severus Snape | Harry Potter | Multi-prompts

[sternrebuke]

[1.1]
The fact he was capable of waking up was surprising enough to briefly eclipse the fact that where he woke up was not the building in which he died. Sitting up, one hand immediately sought to touch his neck despite the lack of pain that his memories told him should be present. It left him wondering if perhaps this might be some strange form of an afterlife. There was one obviously, perhaps this was merely the form it had taken for him.

When the train came to a halt and he stepped off the train, that notion was disabused. He walked over to where one of the poster's hung and wondered just what in the world was going on here as he read it.

[6.2]
[He manages to find what appeared to be a cafe, and after acquiring a cup of tea from the person behind the counter, he settles at one of the tables off to the side, out of the way, yet with a decent window view. Time to turn his attention to the strange watch he'd been given upon arrival.

He took a couple minutes to familiarize himself with the controls before actually using the device.]

Who can tell me just why and how I've arrived here in this... Ruby City?

[He'd like to know just what is in store for him here, surely he had to be saved from death for something. The question is if that something is good or bad for his continued well-being. Mentally or physically.]

1.1

[still_waiting]

Amelia had been waiting at the station, as she often did, in case the Raggedy Doctor arrived. She looked up when the man stepped off the train, and she took in his outfit, and his hair. She got off of her seat, and dragging her suitcase walked over to him.

"Are you an undertaker?" she asked, peering up at the man. He was tall, whatever he was.

[aquawayfinder]

She glanced away from the poster to the other newcomer, suddenly glad that her keyblade was to hand. Something about him reminded her of danger. She wasn't sure why, and she wasn't the sort to attack without provocation. But it helped to be prepared, and calling in her Keyblade in front of him would have marked her as a Mutant, even more reliably than the X badge on her uniform or her blue hair.

[truestsweeper]

Since the city sought to only bring in new arrivals on the weekend, Henry only hung out at the train station on the weekend. With the amount of cool people who had appeared, there was always the possibility that more could arrive. Including those from Henry's own home world. Sadly, that latter wasn't the case today. But it was someone he recognised somewhat.

Severus Snape was slightly smaller in the flesh than in the movies but Henry attributed that towards Alan Rickman being slightly too tall for the character. He was, however, still quite an impressive man. And Henry had to remember his abilities at a time like this. He kept himself on guard, ready to defend himself with his Keyblade or apparate elsewhere if needed.

Then he called out to him, trying to look non-threatening. He was only a fourteen year old boy after all. But then again, he'd done quite a lot in the past few years. As had Harry Potter at that age.

"Hi. You must be new. I'm Henry. If you want, I could answer some of the questions you no doubt have." He was glad he left Mister Spots in the house. He would have wanted to say his own hello.

2 - action

[notwithanimalrescue]

Just the same way as everyone else, I'd suppose. You should know better than to click your heels when you're wearing red shoes, Dorothy.

[There's an easy smile on the blonde's face, amiable if it weren't for the faint hint of mockery in her tone. She saunters over lazily, making a big show of tucking away her watch.]

May I? [She nods at the chair across from him, but doesn't wait for a reply before she slides onto it.]

6.2

[thefivesigns]

[He feels the small hairs on the back of his neck rise up the instant he hears that voice. There's no way to mistake it, not in any scenario, and it's with a small twist of his stomach that he reaches for his watch and answers.]

.. Severus.

[Merlin, he shouldn't feel so anxious about this.]

That's a more complicated question than you might think.

Alphinaud Leveilleur | Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn |

[leveilleur]

1.8

There's a deathly chill in the air.

[The youth complains aloud as he clutches the white collar of his tunic. Having only just arrived at the train station a moment ago, poor Alphinaud found himself completely at a loss for words. The dreadful cold made the lad shiver more than once when a gust a wild blows.]

Have I not learned my lessons since Ishgard?

[The intrepid youth whines as he tries his best to ignore the cold. His Sharlayan style tunic is rather fashionable back in Eorzea but it does nothing to shield him from the elements.]

Goodness, I'll be frozen before sunrise comes--

[Just in the middle of his thoughts, Alphinaud heard the telltale sound of footsteps coming from the other end of the platform. The boy silences himself for a nonce before calling out.]

Hello? Anyone there?

[No answer.]

Surely I'm not going mad.

---

7.1.

Ah, so this is the entrance way.

[It's not often that the catacombs of this seemingly quaint city receives a visitor but they have one in Alphinaud.

The elezen youth ventured all the way here after hearing rumors about the tombs that lie in wait here. Known to be a rather adventurous young man, Alphinaud couldn't possibly pass up the chance to explore the city that lied beneath. With his trusty white tome within his hands and dressed in his usual attire, Alphinaud scales down the rusty steel ladder and hops onto the platform that leads into the underworld.]

Let us see what lies within. Hopefully my arduous journey here will prove fruitful.

[Just what is this gossipy child possibly looking for? Is the boy mad? Surely he knows of the dangerous that lurk there.]

7.1

[thepuppetmaster]

I wouldn't.

[Perched atop the catacomb entrance, peering down into the dark, Dirk lifts his shades away from his eyes to see the youth more clearly.

Though he's certainly not dressed for battle - more dressed for the weather - he's holding the unsecured scabbard of a long katana to keep his balance, wedging the end into the rock beside him.]

The whole point of that place is that you don't go in on purpose.

Sofia Sinclair | OC

[esatru]

1.1... Sort of?

[Stepping out of the train and onto the platform, the tall and fully armored woman flew her hands on her hips. Turning her attention to her surroundings, she groans through her helmet speakers before her helmet disassembles itself, folding neatly onto the collar of her armor and freeing her half-bunned hair.]

Back again... So now what? I wish I had Atom with me. I'm going to miss him...

[She folds her arms and lets go of a long sigh. The cold turned her breath into steam as soon as it left her lips. She rolls her shoulders and started to take her first steps back to the city that already claimed her twice.]

Well. I suppose I should try and see if my old house is still here. Or anyone I knew. Meeting new people is so exhausting...

3.6

[It's not Sofia if she's not always hungry. Hovering her way to the Black Stallion, she helped herself to something to eat. After a bit of trial and error and some luck of not destroying the flat-iron grill, Sofia helped herself to some of the burgers. Since nobody is around to help her anyway. Humming a song while she lets the grill heat up, Sofia scavenges the shelves and drawers behind the counter while still in her armor. With the loud sounds of shifting boxes and clinking glass bottles to be heard in the empty bar, it looks like Sofia is robbing the place. When the sound of the door opens, she peers her eyes through the bar top to see just who came in.

She narrows her eyes and lifts a brow at this person before very slowly lowering herself back to the concealment of the bar. Totally not suspicious.]

3.6 - Version 2

[When the sound of the door opens, she peers her eyes through the bar top to see just who came in...

Without a word, she pops out of the bar with a blank expression on her face, just holding some cooking oil and raw meat on her armor-encased hands.]

Uhm, hi. I'm not here to steal, I swear... If that is what you're looking at me like that for.

[Beat]

Is it?

1.1 1/2

[scary_music]

Whoa...!

[Guess who was nearby and saw you do the thing with the helmet]

Sofia-chan!! You have a techno-awesome helmet!!!

... more importantly, you're back!

2/2

[scary_music]

You're baaaaaaaaack!

[ANd she's running in for a hug. Did she ever hug Sofia? Who cares, she's doing it now]

cecil palmer | welcome to night vale

[saccades]

A ∞ TRAIN STATION

[Cecil Palmer steps out of the train. Or rather, he stumbles out. Crashes onto the platform like he's been shoved bodily from the car, although, should anyone be around with the intent to inspect it, they will find it utterly empty. Maybe he's just that clumsy.]

[Actually, it's fairly probable that he's just that clumsy, based on the sequence of events coming next - the stumble, of course; the catch, where he falls over his toes and gets his foot out just ahead of himself, enough so he can balance; the blank look that follows, as if he's waiting for something else. Something, something.]

[He only really makes a facial expression when the following things register: there is snow on the ground. There is snow on his shirt. There is snow in his hair. It is snowing.]

[. . . It's cold.]

[He looks up at the sky with growing wonder and, after a moment's serious consideration, opens his mouth to catch a snowflake on his tongue. Dangerous. But he lives life on the edge as a matter of habit. (Not quite true. Or at least not intentionally so.)]

B ∞ NETWORK

[The voice is sonorous, though not ominous; precise, though not loud; pleasant, though not cheerful. It's a voice that sounds like it has something important to say, even when it doesn't, the kind of voice that belongs to a man who steeples his fingers before the microphone and weaves words into pictures in other people's minds.]

[The fact that there is no microphone here and that he is in fact speaking words that should sound utterly bewildered seems to have no bearing on the matter at hand.]

I've always wondered about cities with the word "city" in the name. Never mind that this is more like a town - it's redundant, isn't it? Redundant and nondescript. A name should have a little poetry in it . . . something that calls to mind the darkest or lightest parts of things, desert heat or the kind of cold that feeling in your fingers a distant memory.

But.

[The slight sound of rustling, voices in the background. A sliver of static, sharp and piercing, and then he continues.]

I think that I'm very lost. And it's snowing. There's a big - obelisk, but not a normal obelisk, it's much less very much than you would expect from your typical obelisk, and I also think.

I think I might need a sweater.

a; screams v loudly

[whatitis]

[Being clumsy isn't exclusive to Cecil, it seems.]

[It mostly went like this: Carlos had been on his way to the library (because of course) and promptly got distracted by the greenhouse (also because of course). This put him catty-cornered (to use the scientific term) across from the train station, lending him a pretty good view of what was out there.]

[So, naturally, when he finally emerged from the greenhouse (all previous errands forgotten, thanks to his tendency to get distracted), he wound up being about a good twenty feet away from the train car when it opened...though, within a few seconds, he was closing the distance rapidly.]

[In his haste, his foot struck a rock and sent him stumbling/falling/flying into a particularly large drift of snow.]

[Just...give him a little bit. Though he does look pretty cold.]

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III | How to Train your Dragon Franchise

[spare_legs]

[OOC Note: Hiccup's canon point is Season 3 Episode 6 of the TV series so there will be spoilers for that, as well as the first movie. Thanks.]

[ Location 1 | Scenario 1 ]

Really, guys? What did I say? Ahh. Come on! I'm serious. Would you let me go? Seriously, just put me down. What are you doing?

[Hiccup continued his tirade of questions and annoyances while his hands remained tied with the sack remained over his head. He may not have been able to see his attackers but judging by the events of the last twenty-four hours, he could guess who they were.]

This is a single worst plan you have ever come up with...

[Suddenly, he could move his hands and thus removed the sack from his head. This didn't look like the Edge. Or anywhere else he recognised.] Er...guys? Nice try but I'm not falling for it. [Standing up, he cautiously looked around until the train stopped and felt an odd sensation to leave it. He watched it go, looking around and where he was. Anyone near the train station would hear him calling for his dragon both by name and by dragon call...neither of which would work.]

I will do my best to not include spoilers.

[imosgood]

[Osgood looked up from the sign she was reading to look at the confused boy. She took a needed hit from her inhaler and then shoved it in her pocket. Adjusting her glasses, she walked over. She was probably just as confused as he was, but that never stopped her from trying to help. The Doctor would.]

"Are you speaking to someone in particular?" she asked, one hand around the inhaler in her pocket. "Hi, I'm Osgood."

Wednesday Friday Addams ○ The Addams Family ○ 10 - 1/2

[ofwoe]

[ Early evening on Saturday, the network is greeted by a curious sight, if not a slightly unsettling one. ]

[ There's a girl, maybe ten or eleven years old, all black braided hair and a black dress, and there is a small guillotine - where did it come from? The city might never know; she might have just crafted it on the spot; kids these days. Beside it are a series of antique dolls, likely from the antique shop she seems to be hanging around at, but what's most striking about it is how many of them are in a considerable, headless heap. ]

[ There's a clank of a mechanism and the blade goes down again, successfully beheading one more. ]

Perfectly useless. [ The girl looks unfazed, maybe bordering on just a little annoyed really. ] You can't put on a show like Marie Antoinette if you don't put your head to it.

[ Though she's talking to the dolls, she's left her watch showcasing this whole scene very much deliberately. And when the doll doesn't respond, she looks at the small device. It didn't take her long at all to figure out it had some unusual use. ]

I want to go home.

[ It's not the request of a frightened child; it's the demand of one who's probably far more mature than she's given credit for. Or flat out dangerous, whichever you'd prefer. ]

Mother and father will be worried sick. Besides, it's not fun if no one can play the victim right.

Re: Wednesday Friday Addams ○ The Addams Family ○ 10 - 1/2

[airshipcaptain]

[...

Why does she have a guillotine?

Who gave the child a guillotine!?

Concern doesn't even begin to describe how Afonso feels as he picks up his watch.]

You should be careful with that, I'm sure your Mother and Father wouldn't want you to get hurt.

Osgood | Doctor Who| 1.1

[imosgood]

She stepped off the train and frowned. This wasn't the Tower. This wasn't the black Archives. She wasn't supposed to be traveling with the Doctor, so... why was she here? Osgood frowned as she spotted the sign and read it. She fumbled for her inhaler and took a hit, and a deep breath.

She could do this. She's certainly seen worse.

Okay. So possibly not kidnapped, certainly alien. An Alien world. She wondered what she'd learn. She glanced over and then realized for the first time that she was alone. Completely alone. She closed her eyes and reached for her sister. Faintly there, the connection, just enough they'd both know the other was alive. No more.

That did make things trickier. She had gotten used to there being two. Still, she had been down to one before. She could do this. She fixed her glasses and checked her clothing. Button down with ? marks on the lapels, bow tie, vest with ? marks. Long scarf. Lab coat. She felt her ponytail was fine so it was time to explore this place, and see what needed to return with her for the Black Archives. It was only a matter of time until the Doctor showed up and realized she was in the wrong place. She had work to do before he insisted she return home.

And he would be right to insist. She had a world to protect.

But until then work. The fact that it would perhaps be the most fun she had ever had wasn't lost on her. Not. One. Bit. Grinning, she headed into the city.

joseph joestar | jjba

[nextlineis]

a. got 99 problems and a pocketwatch is definitely one

ojiklmojiklm.,nojklm ,./lk;jopi

[No, don't worry. That's not all you get. You also get a lovely shot of a pillar at the train station. Then it cuts out. Oh wait, we're back again. This time it's the ground with a lovely boot in the shot. Almost there. Maybe. Ah, the video cuts out again.]

oimkjnbhifdgiojklnm,

[Mysterious... What does it mean? Maybe this is one of those modern art pieces you just can't understand. Or maybe this idiot just doesn't know what he's doing and you get a brief glimpse of him from the eyes up before the pocketwatch takes a long fall onto the ground. He clears his throat and bends down to pick it up.]

Whoops...

b. so eat it, just eat it

[Priorities. You know who has them? This guy.]

[That's why he's got quite the impressive spread on his table. The moment he found out he doesn't have to pay for a damn thing outside of a favor (or whatever), he just loaded up with as much food as they could possibly fit. Will he be able to eat it all? Possibly. Will he be sick as hell from this later? Oh yeah. Definitely. But it'll be worth it. Joseph cracks his knuckles with a wide grin.]

[Buckle up, ladies and gentlemen. You're about to witness firsthand Joestar table manners. (Read: He doesn't really have any to speak of. Joestar table manners are literally the opposite of that. Just ask his grandfather.)]

c. you better run, you better hide

[Note to self: don't antagonize the wildlife. That's a bad, bad idea. Fortunately, Joseph knows how to hoof it. And how to drag other people into his messes. Even if that's not his intention. Still, it's only fair as he goes barreling past that he offers the warning:]

I wouldn't go that way if I were you!

[He's not looking back and he wouldn't recommend you look forward. In fact, you should just turn and follow him. That's probably a safer bet from whatever the hell he's managed to piss off this time.]

a

[mylegacy]

[Nope, sorry, Caesar isn't patient enough to wait for the forehead glimpse. He is tired of these peasants and their shitty texts. Tired! Of! Them!]

STOP DOING THAT

The Girl | DD: True Live of the Fabulous Killjoys

[kidjoy]

(2.4)
[She was literally just curled up like a tiny child rock looking for little creatures on the beach. With the amount of dirt already smeared all over her, its no wonder she managed to trip someone. Doesn't mean she likes falling over into the lose sand.]

Ow, ow! What are you doing? I saw a leggy thing and now it's getting away! [She points at a crab that's high tailing it. She tries to follow on hands and knees, slow on the unsteady ground.] Help me catch it!

(8.1)
She hated being alone. Though she ran that day, she didn't like being away from people. She liked being in a city, even full of people, even less. There was too much color for it to be Bat City, she figured, but it was still making her skin crawl. She just didn't know where else to go.

There was no desert here. It was not the Zones. It's green and buzzing with well fed people and the smell was mildly pleasant rather than the stench of sweat, blood and the aftermath of acid rain. The girl was scared.

She tucked herself into the space between two buildings and started singing, off-key, one of the last songs she'd heard on the radio before she'd left. She waited, for the first person who looked the least like they might shoot her, and reached out for their arm as they walked by.

"Hey. You. Um. Where is this?"

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee | 2.4

[lookpastthem]

What? A... Ah-hah.

[Perplexed, Cola's gaze tracks over the sand until he finds what she's so excited about. Not wanting to steal the victory of her catching it for herself, he instead moves to block its escape and chase it back towards her.]

It's called a crab, tumbleweed.

wamuu | jjba SIGHS also every prompt is taken after sundown

[windpipes]

[ a - i only have one prompt for this im gomen ]

[Wamuu has seen plenty of death in his long, long life. It doesn't bother him, although he is far from numb in his experiences. Each death at his hands had a purpose, whether to serve his goals or the goals of his Lords. It was simply just how it was.

So it isn't a surprise, or it shouldn't be, that he has discovered the wild Thestrals roaming along the park. Their morbid appearances don't bother him in the slightest, nor would the fact that only those who have witnessed death can see them if he knew it.

With an apple in hand he feeds it to a thestral, stroking its muzzle as it chews happily on the treat. A few more loiter around nosing at the grass and glancing obviously towards the small bag of apples near Wamuu's feet.]

[mylegacy]

[Caesar doesn't mind the thestrals. They're a little weird-looking, but they don't bother him - he's definitely seen weirder. Even though he knows what they mean, it's not as though he's in any kind of denial. Quite the opposite.]

[What is weird is watching the guy who killed you feed them apples. That's weird as shit. He freezes as soon as he comes across this particular clearing in the park, looking sort of blank and panicked.]

[Um.]

Flowey|Undertale- Post True Pacifist ending!

[anythingbettertodo]

[OOC- spoilers will be marked if/when they come up!]

Option 1: Train station:
[The underground didn't have trains. The closest he'd seen was that weird ferry with the hodded figure. But he'd never seen trains. He had a vauge idea that he'd heard about them, but if someone pointed to a picture of a cow and said "this is a train", Flowey would've probably rolled his eyes and assumed the other person a total moron.

Still, here he was. Near one of the exit platforms is a tall golden flower. Not a buttercup or a sunflower, but it could easily be mistaken for both considering its petals. Whoever gets closer will see a face blinking up at a poster as it reads. When he speaks, it's with his "mask" voice-- the cute, "I'm so innocent and cute that any theme park would be happy to have me as a mascot" voice. The one that gets idiots to lower their guard. The one that works.]

Ruby.. City.. Golly! Can't say I've ever heard of this place! [He looks around, all wide eyes and innocence.] Sure doesn't look like the Underground!

[Option 2: City streets]
[Luckily his transportation abilities still worked. He thought of moving and he'd move. It was different compared to the Underground but that was just because he didn't have the layout memorized yet. When he had that it wouldn't be a problem to get around the area quickly. As he popped up on one of the city streets, Flowey took a second to cope with the resulting head rush before glancing around He mutters to himself.] Let's see.. I don't need a house but there has to be somewhere I can settle in. Somewhere that's not too obvious but not too far from the main area.

[The flower slumps slightly and drags up a few tears as he sniffles. Trying his hardest to put the image out of being the equivilant of a scared newcomer although he's anything but, he gives a hiccuping cough.]

[Option 2] bear with me, this is my first time too. :'3

[lazyboned]

[O no. Look at this sad flower sprouting through the city at random. Maybe he would help it out.

Only two things impeded him in that, really.

1, he knew about this flower.

2, even if he didn't, he wasn't known for his chivalry, right? Hardly.

So, Sans approached the flower, his untied high tops sounding relatively quiet due to the lack of snow on the streets at the moment.]

Aww, look at the poor flower. Better get inside, buddy. It's cold outside.

[Something about that tone...wasn't quite as magnanimous as it sounded.]

You wouldn't wanna shrivel up, would'ya?

Sans | Undertale | Post True Pacifist

[lazyboned]

[1.10]



[So. A train. That's cool, ever since vacating the Underground, Sans had learned a lot about transportation that didn't involve elaborate elevator setups, stairs, or really plain ol' walking. He found trains alright, especially since he could take a nap during the trip.

Unfortunately, he couldn't remember having gotten on this one. Especially not with the assortment of people who he'd seen getting off the train before him, with various degrees of confusion or other such tiring emotions.

That kind of panic wasn't his bag, so he stayed on the train snoozing until by some unknown power, he was forced to make his way onto the platform.

A quick read of the posters...and then Sans took a seat leaned against a wall. All this info was so much to take in, so he decided to continue the light catnap from earlier.

Should anyone approach the dozing skeleton, his eyesockets would come alight with attention, and he'd respond simply--]

Yo. How's it goin'?


[6.1]



[Once he's fully rested and ready to explore, the first thing Sans does is trot his way to the inviting-looking coffee place, almost as if he knew exactly where he was going. Maybe he was just drawn to any place he could pop a squat and have a drink.

Either way, he walks in without much worry about what he might look like to the locals--his trip from the station to here had enlightened him to the fact that this was a land populated with humans, or mainly humanlike creatures. Still, he was just a skeleton. No one needed to freak out, right?

Sans slides up to the counter, looking for a menu to start him off. He's open to conversation though. The chill atmosphere makes the fact that he has no idea where he is that much more tolerable.]

6.1

[stormearthfire]

[The door of the cafe opens to reveal a tall and dark figure on the other side. This figure has to swivel in place so he can enter sideways; human establishments aren't typically made for pandaren bulk.

Chen leans out of the door to shake the snow off his hat. After a rumble of laughter, he returns the straw to the top of his head and plods further into the shop.]

What wintry weather we're having today! It reminds me of my first time stepping out of Timbermaw Hold...

[He stops abruptly, fiery eyes falling on the skeleton before him. Could it be...? With a pleasant chuckle, the pandaren starts forward with a hand in the air. The other is busy holding his staff.]

Hello, friend! Curious meeting you here. I see the peace treaty is still in effect. You must be glad!

hazel | saga

[skish]

[ a - grocery store ]

[There's a thief in the candy aisle.

... Well she would be a thief if anything actually cost money here, but luckily for one four year old it doesn't. She has a half eaten candy bar in one hand, chocolate smeared across her cheek, and an uncomfortably bandaged bulge on her back from under her yellow sundress. It's hard to re-bind her wings again without Granny's help, but she tried and did well enough to hide her feathers. For the most part.

Hopefully she'll find Granny soon or maybe the sun will set and then Izabel can help her.]

[ b - the coffee joint ]

[Hazel stands outside the coffee shop peering into the window front with her hands cupping her face to see inside better. Her nose pressed against the glass makes a small smudge when she finally pulls away to frown at the sight inside.

It isn't so much what she sees that makes her unhappy it's who she doesn't see. Hopefully anyone sitting by the window isn't put off by the frowning, horned child staring intently through the glass.]

[sunsetsitter]

[It isn't unusual for Izabel to visit the coffee shop. It also isn't unusual for her to wake up there, retrieving her watch after spending a good minute clinging to Giorno and threatening with a smile to never let go, but eventually pulling away and floating through the wall to go out and explore the city for any new sights. Maybe she'd stop by the station, or the clinic, see if there are any more new arrivals that are also somehow related to the Joestars. It was easier to think that than admit, even to herself, that she was searching for someone she knows.

It's by chance that she glances up from her watch, where she'd been scrolling through messages, and it's good that the chain is hanging around her arm, because otherwise it would have clattered to the ground. She was older, obviously, but those horns, the hint of binding beneath her dress, and... Izabel squints.

Her eyes. Her eyes had always been so pretty.

Those were her eyes, weren't they?]

Ha -- [She breaks off, swallowing hard. What if she was wrong?] H-hey!