[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

[lazyboned]

Nice to meet you, Maurice.

[Sans shakes hands firmly--please don't mind the lack of skin, new friend--then away the hand goes. He really loves his pockets.]

Say, you don't know a good place for a guy to have a sitdown and grab a bite do ya? It might be easier to have a chat if we're sitting inside.

Then maybe you can tell me what sorta monster you are. You already know I'm a skeleton. Pretty clear after all.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice does take note of the hand but only for novelty's sake. He didn't really get to shake hands with Death when he met him. Chilly!]}

Actually, I run a little place on the other side of town especially for night folk like us. The Midnite Bite. C'mon.

_{[He takes a few steps, pauses, and looks around as if he's expecting something to swoop down on them. He's very very still. Then he moves on as if nothing at all happened.]}

There aren't many monsters here, but it's not like. A problem.

[lazyboned]

Swank name. Alright then.

[Sans makes to follow after Maurice, but pauses when he sees the guy stop and look around like he's got something to be scared of.]

Well if there's not too many monsters, does that mean you aren't one? I don't mind humans or nothing, I'm cool with all sorts. [Mostly.] That said, you look spooked. Is it, uh, dangerous around here?

[Seriously not what Sans needs right now. Does the work ever end?]

[toothaches]

I used to be human. I'm just saying there are gonna be several folks who are gonna be surprised by you, but you shouldn't expect an all-out attack.

_{[After all, skeletons weren't known for hurting much of anyone. Not like zombies or werewolves or vampires. There was no such thing as a black and buckle-clad skeleton hunter.]}

Pretty dangerous. There's not much you can do though.

_{[Soon enough The Bite comes into view and Maurice unlocks it. He wasn't planning on opening tonight but the place had irregular hours anyway. Propping the door open with a brick, Maurice hops the counter and starts turning on lights.]}

What's a guy like you eat?

[lazyboned]

Hmm. [Sans makes a sound similar to sucking one's teeth. The imagination can fuel that one.] Eh, well. It's good I pack a mean dodge in me, then. Cause I'm not lookin' for trouble. Least I can avoid it.

[Whatever he can't avoid, he'll face head on. Shame for anyone who crosses his path.]

Anyway, about the changing species thing? That's pretty interesting. I'll add that to the list of things to talk about over, I dunno. Bottle of ketchup works for me. Nothin' fancy.

[Sans steps into the restaurant, having a look around. It's no Grillby's but it'll do.]

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice pauses, his hand over the stove knob. Just...ketchup? Ew. But okay. The vampire gives a shrug and digs a bottle of the stuff and a glass out of the cupboards. Then he passes both to Sans as if they were in a bar.]}

That's what happens to humans who get bitten by vampires. You turn into one. Didn't you used to have skin and guts?

[lazyboned]

[It's only out of politeness that Sans uncaps the condiment bottle and pours it out into a cup. Anywhere else he'd just chug, man.]

Nnnnope. Just a skeleton. Skin and guts are for other monsters and humans. At least it's great for my figure, right?

[He samples the ketchup as if it's a glass of flavored water and not...you know, ketchup. Then he addresses the vampire thing.]

I've uh, never heard of a vampire. We didn't have those in the Underground, y'know?

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice tries to wrap his head around that. Just. Growing up a skeleton? Skeleton babies? Maybe Sans just doesn't remember. His boyfriend had been a zombie once and had forgotten...most things. THat had been really upsetting. He's not gonna think about that.]}

Oh. Well. I guess I'm like...a ghost haunting my own body but I have to drink human blood to keep from turning into a mindless killing machine. People dont like vampires very much.

[lazyboned]

Hey, that makes sense I guess. Ghosts can do that. But man, that still sounds kinda uncomfortable. It must, y'know, suck.

[Even with as little info as Maurice gave him, he could drag a pun out of this situation.]

You seem like a cool guy to me though.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice slowly put his palms down on the counter top and glared into Sans's eyesockets.]}

Woooooooooow, never heard that one before.

[lazyboned]

[He can ooooonly imagine, friendo.]

You're gonna have to forgive me. This whole situation's left my joke repertoire bone-dry. I'll have to spend some more time here to make city-appropriate humor, I guess.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice plopped his chin into his hand, still unamused.]}

You're gonna have to practice them somewhere else, dude. My funnybone's been broken for a while.

[lazyboned]

Alright, alright. I'll quit trying to perform emergency surgery. If it's not humerus, then it's not fun.

[Okay, okay. Seriously, he'll stop. To prove this point, he takes a healthy chug of his gross cup of ketchup before continuing on a completely pun-free path.]

It's a sad state of affairs though, I gotta say. Why so serious, pal?

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice feels his stomach turn at the sight of the ketchup drinking. Somehow it hadn't seemed horrible in theory but now he was seeing it and he wished he could unsee it.]}

I just don't like puns is all. It's like. It's like--

_{[Vague gestures.]}

--nnngggghh!

[lazyboned]

[If Sans had eyelids, he'd be blinking at you, Maurice. Sheesh, hadn't this guy ever seen someone drink a thick, red liquid/solid?]

Okay. Sure, I get it. No funnies. For now anyway. Sorry, I don't like makin' promises I can't keep.

[toothaches]

_{[MAURICE ISN'T DONE, SANS. SIT YOUR BONY ASS DOWN AND SHUT THE DUNK UP.]}

People just--fling 'em around! Like shitty tag graffiti on a bridge! Puns are a delicate art like--like--a faberge egg.

[lazyboned]

[That's a pretty adverse reaction to the idea of puns. Normally Sans would carry on with his business but...that was a little less comical than his usual responses.

Which were mainly from Papyrus, and which he could deal with. This was different.

So...he deems to be slightly more serious.]

Look man. I agree, even if I don't know what the hell a faberge egg is. But you can't make anyone do what'cha want 'em to just 'cause you don't like something they do. Least of all me.

If you think I'm gonna be a problem, I can thank ya for the drink and be on my way.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice is still looking at that glass of ketchup.]}

It's th' kind of decoration you build a whole room around. I'm just sayin', if I'm gonna hear a pun it had better be the best. You don't have to go anywhere. I still have a lot to tell you about this place.

[lazyboned]

Yeah. That wouldn't work for me.

[Sans almost sighs. ALMOST. But instead he just tilts his glass from side to side. Maurice has the floor now.]

Alright man. Let's chat then. 20 questions, or you just wanna spill?

[He's not going to argue. He'll just stay chill.]

[toothaches]

_{[The dead man shakes his head--and does that weird thing where he stares into nothing for a long, long moment like a cat.]}

This place, I think, is kind of alive. There are these people...sins and virtues...and the town's started changing a lot. Like it watches what we do. What we say. This isn't the first dimension I've been dumped headfirst into. Probably won't be the last either, but this one's the sneakiest for sure.

[lazyboned]

That's totally normal and not creepy. [/sarcasm]

How's the temporal flow here? You get much deja vu?

[He prefers to know whether this "game" resets itself, and is actually not trying to be a smart-aleck.]

I mean, I don't have a straight point of reference here, but, uh, if you say things are different, I'm probably going to assume the worst.

[toothaches]

Not up until real recently. I've been here for years, like I said, but a few months ago something happened. Everyone's pasts got kinda...I don't know, shuffled? Like, according to folks I know, I became a kid again. And actually got into a fight with someone. But when it was all over and I was myself, I remembered it as if it had taken place when I was actually a kid. It wasn't like bad hangover memories.

I'll be honest with you, skeledude, until a few weeks ago, I spent most of my time blasted off my ass drunk but it was NEVER like that.

[lazyboned]

Well hey, everyone's got ways to deal. At least you know yourself, right? You know what's drunk, and what's not.

[Sans seems to be coming back into his chill-mode at this point, but honestly? What Maurice is saying sounds pretty disconcerting.]

I guess the temporal flow's gone to hell then. Or can if it wants to. That sounds like a bad time. Is that what you meant about this place changing up?

[Now the scientific part of Sans is at work. Thankfully no one he knows is here to see him using his brain. That would be laaaaame, they'd expect him to use it all the time.]

[toothaches]

_{[The dead man nods.]}

Things just happen. Like, one day I woke up with my head on a lion's body. Which, all things considered, wasn't all that awful. I could fly and go in the sun. But another time my friends and I were trapped in this weird daydream world full of all the stuff I was specifically afraid of! And before that there was some kind of war over a wish-granting cup.

And the moon's not real.

[lazyboned]

Well, uh. The moon's a real travesty ain't it?

[Sans's grin widens slightly. Not that he's happy.]

For real though. I'm not so sure I'm glad to be signed up for this, but I'll take it as it comes.

Maybe we should change the subject. Like, uh. Where's a skeleton supposed to shack up, and how's the rent in this place?