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Test Drive Meme | #39

TEST DRIVE MEME - TU SHANSHU EDITION!

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→ Comment with the journal of a character you want to test; put their name and canon in the subject line for added sparkles.
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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 turtle shell!
Dramatic Chase Sequence!
You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! 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...?
Where There's A Will, There's A...?
The Life and Dreaming Planes have been merged, and sometimes what starts out as wishful thinking becomes lured into reality. That slick new motorcycle or pile of kingly treasure you were just daydreaming about? Surprise! It's just appeared in front of you. Though, it may only stay for a short while before it disappears again, so make it count. Hopefully you're not the type to daydream about terrible things befalling people you don't like...
SECRET UNDERCOVER MODE ACTIVATE!
The three major kedan families all have their own agendas, and you've chosen to entangle yourselves with one (or more!) of them. Are you hoping to shift the balance of power? Gain some favours? Perhaps you're on a mission to bring a criminal to justice, or maybe you just want to get the cream of the crop from the black market. Maybe you haven't been hired by them at all, but are using their name for your own goals... as long as no one discovers the lie!
Wait... you want my what now?!
The kedan are a curious folk, and the Foreigners are entertainment in conveniently arriving packages, especially when they come along with unique items that the kedan might not have seen before. Maybe it's your cellphone... or maybe it's your knickers! How badly do you want to keep your stuff from some overeager native shapeshifters who want to buy, bribe, or burglarize it right off your person?
Sea prunes, get your sea prunes right here!
Life in Keeliai can take a little getting used to: the chickens have scales, the cows have feathers, and the fruits come in more colour and pattern combinations than your average tye-dye shirt. Not to mention that meal you just ordered from the food vendor? Has arrived on the plate, and you're pretty sure you just saw it move.
Everybody needs a little darkness...
The Great Enemy may have been defeated over two years ago, and people are even willing to speak Malicant's name aloud now, but there remains a taint in the city never fully purged. Those who consider Malicant a dark god whose end was unjust are the cultists of Keeliai, and they aren't always so easy to identify as one might think. Sometimes their presence is felt in the growing urge to give into one's darker instincts, especially in such a foreign place...
Illicit substances, anyone?
Every city has its vices, and Keeliai is no different. Perhaps you actively sought it out, or perhaps an opportunistic dealer saw you as a potential customer needing a free sample, but you're now in possession of a packet of Lucid, an emotion-enhancing drug. Interested in finding out what happens when you crush that colourful crystal and ingest it?
Incoming!
Tu Vishan's latest landfall stop has brought an unwelcome problem to its residents: enormous, toothy creatures who look more like pterosaurs than most people are comfortable with! With a twenty-foot wingspan, these aren't exactly harmless local wildlife, and they have a nasty habit of swooping down on targets both Foreigner and kedan! How are you going to fend them off, or help someone who might have been injured by the latest dive bombing??
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 uncontrollable urge to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Anything goes!

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[4]

[It still feels weird patrolling a completely new city. Guardian still doesn't recognize these rooftops yet. More than once he got lost just trying to find his way back to his place. Nothing quite takes away the hero mystique like asking a civilian for directions.

One thing that never changes though is crime. Even in a city as alien as this Guardian knows criminal activity. There's still plenty of work to keep a hero busy, and tonight feels like it's going to be another long night with little sleep.

His power armor makes jumping from building to building a none issue. Guardian has little trouble keeping track of the three kedan moving through the alleys below him. After years of doing this he knows a gang when he sees one. These three look like their on a mission and Guardian wants to know what it is. More than that, he wants to keep them from hurting anyone.]

[6]

[GABE NEEDS FOOD BADLY.

His stomach grumbles and whines as he looks for something tasty and most importantly, cheap. Once again he's broke. After showing up at his job barely awake or not showing up at all for nearly three weeks straight he's been fired...again. Gabe can't really blame anyone but himself for it either. If only he was as good at living a normal life as he was at playing superhero.

He finally stops at a vendor he orders the cheapest thing on their menu. When Gabe tries to pay however, he runs into a bit of a problem. After digging through every last one of his pockets he comes up a couple juulan short.

Gabe tries to give the vendor his very best smile. It looks more like a grimace than anything else.]

So I don't suppose that maybe we can just start a tab?

[The vendor looks hardly impressed.]

[1]

[Death takes a rather simple approach to haggling. She smiles pleasantly and speaks in her cheeriest voice. Really, she's only doing this because it seems to be expected in this particular market]

Oh no, that won't do at all. There must be a lower price that works for both of us.

[9]

[Death notices the divebombing apparently not so extinct after all creature in time to simply... not be where it was diving. There's nothing flashy, just one second she's in its path, the next she's a safe distance away.]

Everyone okay?

[She's learned enough to be able to help, if they're not]

Edited 2016-03-31 18:48 (UTC)

[A few moments later, those same no-so-extinct reptiles are...sparrows? Poorly-made sparrows, sure, but sparrows just the same.]

Hmm. I can never quite get the wings right. I'll have to practice some more.

[And then, as though he's just noticing her, he turns to Death.]

Hello, my sister. Everyone all right there? I'm afraid I'm not much of a hand at healing.

[His smile is like the facial expression equivalent of a shrug. As though two of their kind in the same place is ever a good idea.]

[Chat is well used to watching merchants try to take advantage of Foreigners. Largely, there's no real malice involved, just a different way of seeing things. Still, he like to watch, occasionally intervene if he feels the need.

He doesn't especially feel the need in this case, the lady seems more than capable of looking after herself. So, he'll just idly look up from whatever wall he's leaning on to observe proceedings. ]

You're probably going to get nowhere. These guys really suck at haggling.

Option 1) -Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace

(Marie had found that trying to navigate the marketplace was something (in a way) familiar, or at least she thought it left like second nature. The sound of the people bustling around and the shouts of vendors who were either calling out to possible customers or were haggling or arguing about price with others. Of course, this world was different, they all seemed to be. Giant Turtles or not.

Of course, everything also brought back memories and she found herself easily overwhelmed in thought. That made it easy for some overly curious kedan to surround her and begin to more or less start rooting through her purse and look for some pockets to nose through while they can. It only takes feeling her purse almost beginning tugged off of her to snap out of it and begin to curse and snap in German.

Which didn't seem to be working so well so she switches over to English and just in time for one of them to find a small coin purse she kept hidden on her person.)

Hey, let go! Let go of me... no, you can't have that! Let go of it! (She quickly grabs for it and this allows her small knife to be taken from her by another being and she actually looks more than annoyed, she looks more pissed and horrified.)

Scheiße! No, you can't have that either! Let that go! Scheiße! Scheiße! Scheiße!

Edited 2016-04-01 00:01 (UTC)

[This is exactly the kind of thing Guardian listens for when on patrol through his city. That said, this place is nothing like his city but that's not going to stop him from doing what he does best.

Leaping from the top of a nearby rooftop, Guardian lands on the street below with a booming crash. Nothing like making an entrance when you want to get someone's attention. Fortunately his power armor absorbs the shock of the landing.

His head swivels around, the lenses of his helmet locking onto the troublemakers.]

Ma'am, do you need any assistance?

[Gabe's voice comes out of his helmet with an electronic twang.]

Destruction?

[She's seen a lot of people in her travels. And yet somehow he's the most surprising yet. But from her smile, she's awfully happy to see him. She knows enough about these sort of places to realize it doesn't bode what it might otherwise.]

I've picked up a bit... but so far everyone looks okay.

Well that's unfortunate.

[She looks him over, trying to figure out what she can learn with a quick glance. Sometimes it's still strange, not instantly knowing everyone.]

Doesn't really seem like a proper marketplace with no haggling.

Aye, it's me. I'm as surprised as you are, yet here we are.

[It took a lot to pull one over on an Endless, yet here they were, cosmic beings trapped on the back of a giant turtle. He returns the smile in earnest, happy at least for a familiar face.]

That's good at least. For as much death as the humans wreak here, you'd think at least the beasts would be a little tamer.

[He shrugs, and one of the poorly-made sparrows lands on his shoulder.]

But I suppose that's easy enough to deal with.

[MAGIC. So much magic. The unluckiest of unlucky magic ever. He probably reeks of it.]

Nooot really, but I'm sure they'll figure it out eventually. We influence them enough and they'll probably absorb it into their culture.

[ Death would be excused for not noticing the figure standing just behind the vendor. There's a lot of produce piled up, and Despair has never preferred a tall aspect. Even the vendor doesn't seem to notice that she's there, not even when she leans in, whispering in her gravelly tones. ]

If you sell at a loss, then your family will starve. But if you don't play the game, then the marketplace will close you out. What will you do?

[ Hi, sis. Nothing to see here, just spreading a little despair across the turtle's back. ]

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Qui-Gon was not daunted by food that moved - it took a lot to surprise him. But it didn't mean he was going to eat it, however. He picked what looked like a little brown blob off the plate and held it in the palm of his hand. It was definitely alive, he could feel the Living Force still in it.

"Hello there."

The blob wriggled, but sat happily while Qui-Gon petted it.

9
Qui-Gon stood his ground as the creature flew towards him. Since most people ran from it, he guessed it wasn't used to being stood up to. He hoped that would dissuade it from injuring him.

It didn't work.

Qui-Gon ducked at the last minute, rolling in the mud. The creature gave a cry designed to strike terror in the hearts of living beings. It didn't do that to Qui-Gon exactly, but he was a little concerned about his ability to escape, when he was on his own in the middle of a muddy field.

[6]

[It's only been a day since Emma arrived and she's still getting a feel for the place. The rush of information upon waking up on the turtle is something she's still got in mind and will definitely be mulling over for the weeks to come. But, much as her workaholic self would like to claim otherwise, the woman is also in need of food.

And probably a little desperately so. She has money that she's yet to spend, so it seems time enough to make her first purchase.

Queuing up at a vendor, Emma takes her time to look around and familiarize herself with the place a little more. Distracted as she is, she can't miss that the line doesn't seem to be moving. Leaning to look past the rather tall kedan in front of her, she spies a rather familiar person.

Emma freezes, heart damn near stopping at the sight. She'd know that scruffball anywhere.

Before she knows it, she's moving, edging her way through the crowd to fall into place at his side.]

Is there a problem here, sir?

[Please be her buddy and not just someone who looks like him. Please.]

[2]
[There's a chase underway in the marketplace; a rather panicked looking kedan pickpocket in the lead with a determined looking redhead not far behind. The pickpocket holds a purse in his hand and seems pretty damn keen to get away with the goods. He's trashing the place behind him, taking the hard path wherever he can, ducking and diving and doing whatever it takes to get rid of her.

Sadly for him, the woman doesn't seem to be letting up. As a table comes crashing down in her path, Emma leaps to jump over it. It's a clear enough path, though an impressive bound for someone of her size and stature. She's fitter than she looks. Provided nothing and no one gets in her way mid flight, her landing and pursuit should continue as planned.]

[10]
[There's a T-Rex in the wood sector. A freaking. T-Rex. Emma's seen some crazy stuff in her time but this sure as hell takes the cake.

Thus there she is, pressed against a tree and trying to remember what the movies told her about dinosaurs. The movies wouldn't lie, right? What was the line that one guy said? 'They can't see us if we don't move'. That right now is the best plan she's got. Stick to the tree like glue and try not to breathe too heavy or draw attention in any way.

The pistol in her hand feels so small and obsolete.]

[1]

[It's a cooler day than usual and Nilin's jacket just isn't quite enough to keep her warm. Adamant as she'd been that the clothes she had would suffice, there's a crisp, icy chill to the breeze that day that's making her exploring a little less comfortable to get through.

Try as she might, none of the vendors so far have had quite what she's after. Sure they're offering plenty of things that will keep her warm, but robes and oversized woolen jumpers really aren't her thing. So when she spies something leather, lined and looking like it once belonged to a foreigner like herself, Nilin makes a grab for it.

Only, someone else just happens to have the same idea.]

[4]

[As the light fades and the streets turn to darkness, one might capture a glimpse of a woman on the rooftops, silently making her way from building to building with relative ease. She vanishes from time to time, reappearing a short while later a ways down the path.

She's stealthy in everything she does, but if someone were perceptive enough they might spy enough of her to take notice and watch her further. It seems she's following someone and lucky for her, that someone hasn't noticed her yet.

At the turn from a side street onto a more major one, she slows her pace again and prepares to drop to the street, carefully picking a place out of view to do so. Just as she's about to let herself fall, a stranger turns her way and begins to walk clueless under where she hangs from the side of the building. The woman rolls her eyes and waits. There's really nothing else to do.

As soon as she can, she's back on the street and cursing under her breath. Whoever she was following is gone into the crowd.]

Dammit, I almost had you!

[While she doesn't yell, she's definitely annoyed. A few people glance her way and a few more stare at the sight of her. It's not every day you see a foreigner with a yellow disc floating at the back of their head. Grumpily, she pulls her hood up.]

Edited (i forgot a header i win at life) 2016-04-02 13:59 (UTC)

[The moment he hears that voice his body goes ramrod straight. Gabe's head whips around fast enough to give him whiplash. When he sees Emma standing there his heart starts to hammer in his chest. He even forgets how damn hungry he is at the moment.]

Emma...

[There's no mistaking it. By now Gabe could pick her out of a crowd with ease.[

Emma it's really you!

[He wants to hug her. Is that too much in public like this? Maybe it is but dammit he missed her. He's doing it.

Gabe wraps her in a bear hug resisting the urge to swing her around as he does. They might end up hitting someone that way. When he lets her go his face shines with a bright smile and more than a little pink colors his cheeks.]

Sorry, I just really missed you and uh, now you're here. I-I got a little excited I guess. I mean it feels like forever since I-

[Oh god he's babbling. Gabe snaps his mouth shut looking even more pink in the cheeks now.]

Hi.

I suppose it says something, that we even still can be surprised at our age.

[For the best, perhaps. Even if they could do without people having the ability to trap cosmic beings aspect.]

I guess the beasts try to match the humans. They can't match us though.

[But of course, she's used to magic.]

Do they pick up a lot from us?

[That's interesting. It's almost the opposite]

[She keeps talking to the merchant for a moment before she notices. When she does, her expression is more curious than anything.]

Little sister. I didn't expect to find you hiding here.

It was unfortunate that Qui-Gon was going to have another blob to contend with. This one was hairy and had sprung from some nearby foliage and was presently sailing through the air at the sea prune with a look of determined concentration on his big, smug face.

Nyanko-sensei never said no to a free lunch.

Well what do you expect? You kind of stick out like a sore thumb.

[It was a nasally voice coming from somewhere to her left. It sounded equally amused and condescending, though it also sounded like it was talking about her to itself more than to her.]

[As Death haggled with the merchant, Nyanko-sensei saw his chance! The fat cat slunk stealthily behind the stall and was out of sight for a moment before he emerged, dragging and rolling a huge jug of what was almost certainly spirits of the home-brewed variety.]

Hey, let it go...give my knife back...

(Her protests were interrupted by a stranger landing onto the street with a loud, booming crash - which nearly sends her onto the ground with a shocked cry as she tries to dart back out of fear of possibly being landed on.)

A-assistance? (Marie looks a little taken back by this question, she normally would just shake her head and refuse, but well, she was more than a little outnumbered and had to desire to get "rough" with anyone. But of course she gave the newcomer a look of mistrust, something she had grown to do out of the habit of having to be cautious.

She knew that the smartest thing she could have done was let them run off with the item, but the emotional, sentimental part of her just wanted her belonging back, it was a keepsake at this point. It made her feel better to carry it.)

Ma'am...? You don't have to be that formal. ("Oh god. Some sort of police?" The woman struggled to put her shields back up.) They took something from me and I just want it back first. After that...well...I don't really want anyone hurt, so yeah, I just want it back and I will just be on my way...

[People always tell him that but what is he supposed to say when he doesn't know someone's name? He rather be overly polite than rude.

For the moment Guardian stands right where he is. The woman and the kedan both look a little on edge at the moment. Moving closer might cause someone to do something stupid. Seeing how one of them has a knife, the last thing he wants is for someone to do that.]

I don't want anyone hurt either.

[Guardian looks pointedly at them. All of them.]

So how about you two return the lady's belongings and everyone goes home without causing any trouble?

[His muscles tense in case someone makes a move and he readies the riot suppression gear of his armor. Like the boy scouts always say, be prepared.]

Edited 2016-04-03 22:14 (UTC)

I wasn't exactly talking about me. (She looks apologetic when she glances at him, but in her world? Anyone who would go walking about in armor or even a uniform, or even someone who stood out in some small, almost unnoticeable way? She had her reasons to not trust that nothing bad would happen.

But when he says that he did not want to see anyone else hurt either? Well, that scored a couple of points with the woman.)

So... we are in agreement, yeah?

(Marie nods, she would prefer there not be any trouble herself, and she sticks her hand out for the knife. She could care less if they had found themselves with anything else of hers. But that? She would have a few things to say if they tried to sneak off with that.)

You know, I think that sounds fair. I just want to go home now. I don't really care what you two do, just hand me my stuff back and I won't have a problem. I can let this go, just like that. (A snap of her fingers.)

Hell, keep the purse - pretty sure most of that money is no good here anyway. I just want my knife back.

(Eventually the items are carefully placed into her hands and minus a few stares, there isn't any sign that anything more will happen than just that.

She then glances back at the stranger.)

Uh, thanks, I guess.

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Death | Sandman

9! Because one Endless deserves another :-D

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Emma Dahl | OC

Nilin | Remember Me

oh hello stranger 8D

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