Test Drive Meme | March 2014

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TEST DRIVE MEME - TU SHANSHU EDITION!

Itching to try out writing a character? Then rev up your engines, grab your accounts, and slam your way into this meme! Here is a venue for you to try out whatever character there might be tickling your fancy, from fandom to OC, for as few as one and as many as MANY. Seriously, there's no limit.

How do you partake in this fantastic congregation of character testing? Why, by following these simple steps:

1. Comment with the journal of a character you want to test; put their name and canon in the subject line for added sparkles.
2. Tag around with everyone!
3. Profit like you live on a the back of a turtle!
4. Maybe even reserve so you CAN live on the back of a turtle!

But wait, there's more! For the low, low price of $9,999.99, you can even use one of our handy prompts when you tag someone. You could even pick one with a Random Number Generator to help decide which prompt to go with!

1. A Chance Meeting at the Turtle's Head.
   Remember, being here causes a great sense of-- well, shall we say inner peace.
2. Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace!
   Maybe someone else saw the exact same shiny thing you did at the exact same moment! However shall this be resolved? Remember: blood is extremely hard to scrub off of turtleshell!
3. Have Met Before? Because I Could've Sworn I've Seen You In My Dreams.
   Have you wandered into the realm of Dreaming via an archway in Keeliai? Here, everything is shaped to your character's individual mind. Dreams can be shared between characters and will result in a meshing of minds. These dreams can be positive or negative, depending on your character.
4. Dramatic Chase Sequence!
   You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children, or even one of the newest editions to Keeliai's menagerie, an incredibly affectionate turtle the size of a minivan! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...?
5. Spring Fling!
   Apparently the kedan take the "starting anew" aspect of spring very seriously and have started showing their appreciation for flowers and lovely weather by kissing everyone they across! Neither age nor gender seem to play a factor (though the children will instead get kisses atop their heads, because they're not that weird) but you might find yourself liplocked with a random stranger just for walking down the street.
6. WILDCARD!
   Go nuts. Suddenly your character is fighting dragons! Good God, they've found the Millennium Falcon drifting in the ocean! Do you really feel the need to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Please note, Wildcard options are also what you can choose to do if you aren't yet comfortable in the Tu Shanshu setting and would prefer a more 'dear-mun' esque experience. Please specify in your post!

Comments

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[May? Hasn't picked up on that this is a completely different version of Peter Parker yet. She is not the family detective by any means.]

Funny you say that, there's actually a spider-themed boutique back home. It'd be really handy if it actually carried my size.

[As it is it's a novelty for everyone else instead.]

I think you're right, but we can always try sewing it back up. Not sure they carry the right fabric here.

[wallcrawler]

Wait, seriously? Is J.J. okay?

[Yeah, not long after the initial "wow, awesome!" thought, the health of his favorite employer / obsessively malicious critic was the first thing to come to mind. Because Parker Priorities.]

I mean, one of those ever shows up back home, pretty sure ol' Picklepuss'd have a stroke. Can't imagine any other version of him handling it better.

[He'd let the outfit thing go for now-- asking about other people he was familiar with and trying to spot the differences seemed like as good a way as any to figure out what was going on here. And made a lot more sense than starting up the old "are you me" discussion, which was bound to travel in confusing circles. Kinda like last time, actually.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

As far as I know. He's giving up his spider-hating ways as far as I'm concerned. Still doesn't like Spider-Man, but he's found a new hero to roast.


[His own grandson, in fact. Mr. Jameson might like her in and out of costume, but poor JJ! Hers, anyway. His grandfather has some issues.]

And seriously.

Are you alright?

[wallcrawler]

"Yeah, that sounds about right. Granted, I'm crushed the Jolly One replaced me so easily, but at least it doesn't sound too different..."

[which is good, since now he had a better idea of what was going on, and had better questions he could ask. Especially now that he was pretty sure this particular Spidey came from further down the timeline, regardless of what universe. His JJ didn't have grandkids yet.]

"I'll be fine, really."

[probably]

"So, weird question time: Are you from one of the universes where I'm dead, or did the snazzy tights passed on by yours truly?"

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Wait a sec, is this a completely different Peter Parker? Hoo boy. And he knows about the one where he died?

Did everyone find out or were told in the first place except for her?

Right, focus on this first.]

Can I hold off on that question by asking how old you are first and tell you that you seem really calm for suddenly being on the back of a giant turtle?

[Because he seems to be taking it really well.]

[wallcrawler]

"How 'bout I meet you halfway, and avoid blowing what little secret identity this get-up gives me?"

[Which wasn't much, considering Gobby's toys had done a number on his costume. And him, but by his time, that fight happened a little shy of a week ago. He's had time to...well, mostly heal. Enough to know nothing was life threatening, just incredibly painful. And still was. Like the fact some of the burns were still really, really sensitive. You don't just play aerial dodgeball with a few hundred gob-bombs and come away unscathed.

He hadn't even had time to put the suit together when he first came here, and apparently whatever rules this universe played by, he'd have to do it again.]

"I've been here before. Actually, it feels like I was only gone a second, but the last guy I saw swinging around in a Spider suit was a little smaller. And uh...boyish. So. I met one replacement, and at least one other version of me. Maybe two. Looked like the same guy, but he didn't remember being here the last time."

[Also, he was a Peter Parker who wasn't Napoleon-sized. How unfair was that? Pete here stood at a completely unimpressive 5'6", and his alternate-universe counterpart had nearly a foot going for him in the height department. So unfair.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Okay. That would explain it. The first is obviously Miles. And the other- another version of her dad? Maybe whatever was set up to bring them just really liked Spiders.]

Okay, different tact. Would it help if I told you there's no one watching and revised the question to how long has it been since you started wearing webs?

[Please not be younger than her. One is more than enough.

And this? Definitely inherited.

[wallcrawler]

"Probably not. I mean, if shyness was the problem, wouldn't you have ditched yours?"

[Not that he really wanted her to. Figuring out identities was sort of a thing he reserved for the bad guys. And, admittedly, something he was pretty awful at.]

"As for the question, well...about a year, now? Maybe more? I don't know. I wore it while I was here, and I was here for a while, but time moves differently while we're turtle-surfing and I didn't really bother keeping track."

[Other than using a wall calendar he made himself and a home-made sundial, but nobody needed to know he'd been that homesick.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Of course he's still younger than her. Wouldn't it make more sense if they grabbed an older version of Spider-Man who has more experience? Even the one from Kaine's world would be closer to what she's used to- then again, the one that appeared because of the creepy statue was evil and a jerk and Kaine acted like that was normal.

In that case, nevermind, she's more than fine with teenaged versions of Peter Parker. Far lower chance of evil.]

Maybe, but my dad also told me not to talk to strangers.

[She'd be more open about her identity here if it weren't for the fact that there was already a Peter Parker here.]

[wallcrawler]

"And yet, you're talking to a guy you just met who spends his time jumping around on rooftops in brightly-colored tights."

[Granted, so was he...well, sorta, if the whole gendered bit got reversed. But that was pretty much the most normal thing that happened in his life.]

"I get we're supposed to be oddly cryptic when it comes to swapping identities, but I get the feeling one of us is more familiar with the other. And since you are so not Flash Thompson, I'm pretty sure I can rule out 'obsessive fan.' Kinda the only one I've picked up so far."

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Unlike Peter, she has way less of a problem of taking her mask off. Besides, like she told him, there's no one watching up here; her spider-sense would've picked up on that.

So, she removes her mask, revealing her face.]

I did say I was told to not talk to strangers, and you don't exactly count. Even if you're not the exact version I thought you were.

[wallcrawler]

"Look, I appreciate the trust here, but I'm gonna keep mine on. I've been here before, and last time around, the civilian-me showed up first. Kinda want to make sure it happens differently this time around. Just to play it safe."

[Because he still wasn't sure how the memories from this place carried over to the real world. He knew some people came back with a total wipe, but not everyone did.]

"So...since I think we're both aware of which of us has more information than the other, how exactly do you know me? And how much?"

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Well, she might as well go with the bombshell immediately.]

My name's May Parker, and in my universe, I'm the daughter of Peter and Mary Jane Parker.

[No mention of Spider-Man whatsoever there. Completely unrelated, really, if anyone asks.

There's a brief pause.]

Also, I'm pretty sure I'm older than you.

The flailing of the icon is purely metaphorical :U

[wallcrawler]

"See, not really sure how tha-"

[Yep, there it goes.]

"The what of who?!"

It's just as well they didn't start webslinging.

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Oh, there we go.

He's definitely more like the past version of her dad than the other version of him here is. It says a lot about how much she's done since she started wearing her webs that that sentence even makes sense.]

Do you really want me to repeat it?

[wallcrawler]

"No no, I'm good! Just, start using a spoiler alert or something to this stuff! I can't know this. Especially since we only dated like...once."

[Well, at least now she got him over the whole 'secret identity' hurdle. If she knows some other version of him, and already mentioned the suit got passed down, it was probably safe to say the Peter she knew had been Spider-Man too. And was pretty open about it, at least to her.]

"And I had to bail on her like fifteen minutes into it!"

[Spider business: the best weapon against a healthy social life.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Actually she found out completely by accident and only because her powers kicked in.

But the more pressing thing is the idea of him skipping out on any version of her mom. Yow.]

There's no way she took that well.

And you're saying that now, but if all I said was "I'm your daughter from the future and an alternate universe' you'd be trying to find out anyways.

[She knows better than to think he wouldn't.]

[wallcrawler]

"No, I'd be putting my hands over my ears and shouting 'la la la' until you finished the sentence. And may still do so in the future."

[Which is, clearly, the most mature course of action.]

"Actually she kind of saved the last dance...anyway, we're not even dating. We're just friends. Like, the completely platonic kind of friends. She even tried hooking me up with Gwen!"

[Which is probably more awkward for one of them to hear than it is for the other to know, but whatever. She gave him a mental panic first!]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[Gwen Stacy is a spoiler she doesn't have the heart to break to him.]

"Platonic". I'm pretty sure you're missing something.

Really mature of you.

[And because the point needs to be made:]

And I know way more, if you really need the whole spoiler thing ruined for you.

[wallcrawler]

"...the added emphasis that we're not dating and neither of us is making an attempt to?"

[Really, that was his idea of 'subtle,' May.]

"Seriously, we just went to homecoming together. Once! And as a last minute thing Aunt May planned out! After that she started seeing Flash, then Mark, and...well, that ended badly...that's pretty much it. Pretty sure we're from two very different universes."

[daughteroftheoriginal]

Considering the difference in our ages, yeah.

[And how to put it....]

How many girls do you hang out with on a regular basis?

[Also, the idea of Coach Thompson and her mom together for any reason is just weird.]

[wallcrawler]

"It can't be that much."

[He hoped.]

"And as for that last part, well...one, usually. Just Gwen. Especially after I broke up with Liz."

[Which, in hindsight? Really should have waited. Less because of how it worked out, and more because he could not have picked a worse time if he tried. And he was painfully aware of that, even before the alternate version of Liz called him on it.]

"Well, MJ hangs out with us too, but considering how busy her social life is compared to ours, it's not what I'd call 'regular.'"

[daughteroftheoriginal]

I'm not surprised she's popular.

[And ignoring him dating from here on on because she doesn't actually want to think about that:]

I'm at least a year older than you. My parents were in their twenties when I was born.

[Being older than any version of Peter Parker will never stop being weird.]

[wallcrawler]

"I'm not hearing a numbeeer!"

[Your dad, May. This is your dad. Or some version of him, anyway. Seeking to one-up you in at least ONE respect. Even if it's ridiculously trivial.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[You're going to have to try harder because....]

I'm seventeen, and I've done the hero thing for over two years at this point.