[April] 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

[salty_old_doc]

"OY!" The old man gasped out, as soon as the damned lightsaber connected with his chinny-chin-chin, but much to his surprise: it didn't even hurt that much; it felt rather like a second-degree burn, at the very most. He yowled out in pain, nevertheless, because that was what this boy seemed to be expecting.

But when he was done crying out in pain, he set his jaw determinedly, almost as if he was planning to help his pa stretch out a batch of noodles with his teeth alone, and rejoined the "conversation" they'd been having before: "Hey, I am a doctor, son; of COURSE it's my damned concern; because it IS my business!" And with that, he made a sharp move to knock the damned lightsaber out of the way, and hopefully out of the damned boy's hand, too— and then, he reached forward with equal amounts of grit and determination, in order to probe his fingers into the wound, searching for the bullet or other projectile, but was most surprised to find: "Hey, son; where's the damned BULLET what did this to you?"

[tobothsidescalled]

This catches Ren enough off guard that the man is able to get to him. Ren doesn't drop the saber, but he doesn't swing quite yet. But, when the other man's fingers delve into his wound, Ren screams and does drop the saber. That also caught him off guard.

When the man answers the question, Ren answers by bringing his fist down on the side of the old man's face.

[salty_old_doc]

Fortunately for Guy Eldoon, he is hyper-aware of his surroundings, and thus: notices the fist coming down upon his head, and reels out of the way, bringing both arms up to block the damned punch from landing upon his face or head. "OY!" he cries out, again, desperately trying to ignore the pain along his burned jawline as he stretches his mouth open to shout; his patient was the priority, right now, after all!

"I SAID, where's the damned BULLET, son?! Seriously: did you already dig it OUT with your own damned HANDS!"

[tobothsidescalled]

"It's from a bowcaster. There's not a bullet, what kind of primitive are you?" He's only read about bullets being used in some savage planets that still used primitive weapons.

[salty_old_doc]

"Well... Apparently I'm from the same sort of "primitive" place where a doctor will bloody up his own two hands, to take care of a fucking stranger!" Guy growls out, desperately trying to keep his blood-slicked, gloved hands around the boy's wounded side.

[tobothsidescalled]

"Leave it! Take you hands off of me. I will recover..." But the blood dripping on the floor says something else.

[salty_old_doc]

"I won't take my fucking hands off'a ya, son! Coz you will bleed the FUCK OUT if I DO let go!" Guy barked in his most authoritative voice, as he pushed the boy towards the bench he had been aiming to use as a fucking stretcher for him, way back when he had assumed that the damned boy would have been at least somewhat grateful for his efforts to save his life! "Now, you lie still and at least let me stop the fucking BLEEDING!"

[tobothsidescalled]

"It's none of your concern, doctor or not." But Ren's strength is beginning to fail him, and he teeters on his feet.

[salty_old_doc]

"OY! Would you just shut the HELL UP already, boy?! I mean, seriously: why waste your strength fucking well fighting me and my efforts to help you, when you fucking well NEED that energy to fight back against the damned Grim Reaper!"

"Now, you just sit back, and BE QUIET! Capiche?" He learned that last word from the mobster family Cadaverini— a name which LITERALLY translated to "Little Corpses" from the Italian, not that he had much time left to chat with this boy about his ... unique experience with the Cadaverinis, not when he was LITERALLY thisclose to tackling the lad straight back onto the damned "stretcher" to fell him... "Jesus Christmas, son, I ain't never had a patient fight me as much as you have!" he grumbles as he finally manages to make the boy lay flat upon the mother-fucking STRETCHER, so he can start probing the wound again for any projectile from this "bow-caster" that might still be in the bloody mess, and then, of course, to stuff the damned wound full of cotton wool, in order to stop up the bleeding!

[tobothsidescalled]

"No one speaks to me that way. The pain strengthens me in ways you wouldn't understand me. Let me go. Get away from me." He tries to push away but sways and throws himself off balance, going down hard on his side.

[salty_old_doc]

"Oy vey..." Eldoon grumbled out, trying to cushion the boy's fall as they fell together onto the bench. "I know, I know, son.... The Sheer PAIN can fuel you into the damned near Impossible, can't it, just?" And with that declaration, he caused even MORE pain: by screwing his fingers back into the wound, in order to fish around for the damned projectile that had caused it, and then, of course, came the stuffing of cotton wool into the gouged-out hole in the boy's side.

[tobothsidescalled]

Kylo screams in pain, throwing his head back and dropping to his knees, the pain finally overpowering him and blacking out even the dark side. Kylo sinks to the ground, shuddering hard. He clings to the man's shoulder for support.

[salty_old_doc]

"Alright, son... Alright, that's fine, there... I'm done torturing you now..." Eldoon murmured into the boy's ear, soothingly, as he gently patted the young man on the back. "Alright now.... Do you want a local anaesthetic for the actual stitching-up part...?" So saying, he draws a small syringe from his medical bag, offering it up to Kylo Ren, with a small, sad smile upon his face.


Along with a damned Sphygmomanometer, of course, given that he needed to know the boy's blood pressure before he dared to "torture" him further. "—Sorry son, but: I DO think that I need to at least get your BP, at least... Before I do anything else to you, you understand me, son...?"

[tobothsidescalled]

He doesn't, not yet, He looks up with blurry, pain-filled eyes.

((aww... that BROKEN icon almost makes me CRY! ;__; ))

[salty_old_doc]

((just like those nasty green onions on the damned RAMEN! xD ♥))

"Alright, there, son... Alright... Let me just... Get this thing 'round your arm, alright?" And so saying, he gently wrapped the sphygmomanometer's cuff around his patient's arm, and pumped it up, and then, slowly, released the pressure upon the cuff, by ever-so-slowly opening the release valve for all the air that he'd just pumped into it. "I'm sorry, son... I know, it's not exactly the most comfortable thing to do to you; but still: I DO need to know your BP before I do anything else to you, including giving you a local anaesthetic before I start to stitch you up, y' get me?"

He shook his head, defeated; "Feh! I'm sorry, son; you don't get a word I'm sayin', now do you...?"

[tobothsidescalled]

Ren tries to struggle against the cuff on his arm, but he's not making it. He does understand. He doesn't want to be treated by this man. He wants to run. He wants to fight but he doesn't have it in him.

"Leave me alone..."