April Test Drive Meme

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April (Lasai) Test Drive Meme
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The city has warmed up quite a bit, and the residents are enjoying springtime again. Colour is swiftly returning to the city; the grass is growing in green, flowers are starting to bloom, and the shades of the city are switching out as the next dominant god stakes a claim on their part of the year.

If you are curious about the situation of the city at large, have a look at our current World Status Page!

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❥ PROMPT I: Char-cute-erie

The city's food replicators are working a little too well lately. On occasion, the replicator may spit out an extra portion of whatever you've ordered in a very dysfunctional form. That healthy apple, comforting bowl of noodles, or 3am grilled cheese? You might just get one that quite literally sprouts legs and comically large googly eyes before skittering around causing all sorts of trouble.

The native researchers have devised a solution; there are some fenced-in enclosures near the research centers and there are specialized pseudo-butterfly nets for available to anyone looking to help catch the adorable menaces. They'll offer a small dora reward to anyone who can bring them these strange little creatures alive and unharmed for research purposes. Of course, you may be so hungry after chasing down your lunch that you might just want to eat it... (they're pretty gross, though.)

❥ PROMPT II: Peace, Love, and Psychedelic Technicolor

While there are still some (literal) bugs occurring in the system, overall the natives have seen a drastic improvement in both Havenwell and Aellyn as a whole thanks to the offworlders. The seasons have been stabilizing, the city has expanded, and the people are happier than they've ever been. As the winter months start to give way to spring, it seems that happiness is spreading throughout the city. Everywhere the colors of the city seem brighter and more vivid. The emerging greenery really pops against the last vestiges of the snow, and the gods' statues in the city square are more vibrant than usual. The natives are taking this to be a good sign, however, as the colors of the barrier are even more pronounced than ever before, making the sky itself rainbow hued! It also appears to be stronger, with fewer weak spots along the outer edges.

Within Havenwell, though, any color in the city has its brilliance hyped up to the nth degree. Reds are redder, blues are bluer, and whites? Uh...those can actually be kind of blindingly bright. Which is not great, considering the main color scheme of the city is white and gold. Yikes. Better get some sunglasses out, offworlders, because while the natives can just turn down the brightness scale on their visual cortexes, the rest of you might need some help not being blinded by the light.

Moreover, all those colors might be pretty, but as time goes on, people may find that their favorite blue sweater? Is now their favorite rainbow sweater. Or their favorite tie-dyed sweater. Or their favorite constantly color changing sweater like it's some sort of hyperactive mood ring. Colors in the city are going absolutely haywire: switching around, turning rainbow-colored, reverberating iridescent everywhere. Buildings, clothes, hair, food, you name it. If it exists within Havenwell, its colors are not safe from being flipped topsy-turvy for awhile.

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Have fun however you like with the setting! Make a network-style toplevel, make up other prompts based on the general setting, go wild. Havenwell is your oyster.

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Shu☆ᴢᴏ | Show by Rock!!

[galacticstar]

❥Char-cute-erie

Oh no, you don't!

[Shuzo is chasing that sandwich he just got, no one throws crumbs on his floor and gets away with it! Specially not when he just finished cleaning and wanted a high calorie reward!

And so he runs after the crawling wheat product, only to crash against someone who looked like they wanted to step on his sandwich....Maybe, Shuzo doesn't care for facial expressions.]

Oh~ I'm sorry! Can you help me catch my sandwich? It made a mess in my apartment!

[It needs to be punished.]


❥Peace, Love, and Psychedelic Technicolor

[At first it had been a dream come true. The colours were exploding around Shuzo and making him bright shinier. Now his beautiful, beautiful outfit is completely ruined by the ever changing colours of the fabrics. His jacket is a weird mustard yellow that's just a bit off, while his previously pristine white pants are now a weird royal purple. It's a nice tone, but it reminds him a bit too much of something and so he can't be seen in public like this!

BESIDES, THESE CLOTHES CLASH WITH HIS HAIR!

He's trying to make his way back to his apartment when he crashes against someone. What's with him and not looking where he's going?!]

Oof.

[Always one for dramatics though, Shuzo puts an arm over his forehead and sighs.]

My apologies, stranger, but I cannot be seen!

Char-cute-erie

[goalriff]

Your what now?

[ Sup, have a Dash just passing by when that catches her ears. ]

[galacticstar]

My sandwich! It grew legs and ran away!

Wow! look at this dashing and colourful individual! Shuzo is impressed.]

I love what you've done with your hair~!

[isolated_god]

[ Elijah regards the other man dispassionately. ]

Rather, do these vivid colors blind you to the truth that is right before your eyes?

[ It's a subtle call out but give Elijah any topic whatsoever and he's sure to turn it philosophical. ]

[galacticstar]

.....What truth?

[Shuzo only cares about himself, his looks, and this horrible outfit combo!]

Ann Takamaki | Persona 5 Royal/Strikers | CRAU from Tabula Rasa

[menaretrash]

[ 1 - Char-cute-erie ]

[ This is a really strange way to get a crepe, but listen. These things had been non existent in the last place she'd been, and for her brief stint back at home, she'd been so busy trying every other food and sweet she could get her hands on that her beloved crepes were sort of pushed to the back burner. Why worry about crepes, after all, when you could get them any time at home? Hah.

Either way, this is what she's asked of the replicator today. A crepe stuffed full of strawberries and extra cream -- when it first makes its grand arrival, it looks beautiful. It's the stuff of dreams! Well, it was the stuff of dreams, until it suddenly isn't because her crepe has eyes and legs and it stares up at her with big, stupid, googly eyes. ]

Uhhh.... [ That's. The only word that can form right now, honestly, as the crepe continues staring at her. It watches, considers... and then just runs. It makes a break for it, and Ann can do nothing more than just sort of stare helplessly as it skitters off and directly into the side of someone's shoe. Congrats to whoever the lucky 'recipient' is, because you've got a nice bit of cream on your foot now. ]

[ 2 - Peace, Love, and Psychedelic Technicolor ]

[ Ann's very glad to have sunglasses on her, because goodness gracious these colors are bright. Everything is a little too HD for her tastes right now, it's like staring into the sun and she's not really all about that unless she's sunning herself on a beach, specifically in Okinawa. This is not a beach, nor is it Okinawa, thanks.

She's noticed that her cute little white crop top is a little less white and more along the lines of tie-dyed right now, which is fine because that's totally on trend anyways, but the ends of her pigtails are also looking a little more vibrant right now, though the colors seem to shift every few minutes. From pink, to blue, to a bright red, the colors shift one after the other, which is really weird but it's not permanent... probably. Right?

Either way, she's currently making her way down town, walking fast, faces pass and she's homebound down through the shopping district, doing a little window shopping because heck no she doesn't have the funds for anything just yet, but she can at least look, right? ]

Man... I really need to like, get another job... some of these clothes look so cute!

[ 3 - Wildcard ]

[ Wanna do something that's not listed here? Hit her up, friends! ]

[ ooc; As a sidenote, Ann is from end game Strikers. So, I will not be spoiling anything unless ya'll specifically give me the go ahead. ]

[ 1 - Char-cute-erie ]

[chainlinks]

[Perhaps by a strange comedic timing,, Ren had come in to help himself to some food, having heard (fresh news, so to speak) that sometimes the food would become, well, alive in every silly sense of the word.

So of course he wanted to see it with his own two eyes.

Only it skitters past him, leaving a trail of cream in its wake and he looks down at it for a few seconds.]

Huh. Guess it was true.

[He looks up to the unlucky person who summoned such a food, only to be met with a friend looking back at him.]

Ann?

[menaretrash]

[ How is she supposed to eat crepes again now? What if every crepe she's ever eaten has actually been a living, sentient being and she just didn't know it? She may or may not be having an existential crisis right now, thinking of all of the delicious sweets she's (probably) murdered -- at least, that is, until she looks up at the sound of a familiar voice, and her eyes widen. ]

Ren?!

[ All thoughts of sentient crepes screaming Please don't eat me! flee her mind for now as she instead turns her full attention to someone she definitely wasn't expecting to see here. She'd seen him at home, of course, but then she'd been returned to that stupid endless void place and he certainly hadn't been there, so just how long has it been?

It doesn't matter, because before she can stop herself she's moving towards him and throwing her arms around him in a hug. ]

You have no idea how good it is to see you!

2

[justcawse]

[It's a good thing that Ann seems to be enjoying the bright colors. Meanwhile Akechi is not really all that pleased that his hair has turned a lovely shade of pink for the time being.

He really hates this place, but this is not the worst thing at least.

More importantly, why was she here?]

Takamaki-san...?

[He probably should have just texted Ren to let him know and walk away without saying anything, but it was too late now.]

[menaretrash]

[ The bright colors are threatening to burn her retinas out honestly, 10/10 would not recommend. She's just glad for her sunglasses. Also, suddenly, a familiar voice -- she whips around and comes face to face with a pink haired Goro Akechi.

She pushes her sun glasses up to rest atop her head and stares at him. Pink is not a good look for the poor young man. ]

Akechi-kun... wow, I didn't know you'd be here, too!

1

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Of course it would be Seto. Why wouldn't it be Seto Kaiba who was now looking down at his boot with disgust as the pile of cream started doing it's best to set in and leave some kind of stain. It really wasn't that big a deal, even with the strawberry juice mixed in, but he certainly didn't appreciate it. It's not like it was a raspberry stain. As the main portion of the crepe, recollected it's wits about it and circled around him to keep moving he didn't try to prevent it, his eyes lifting to pierce through Ann.

There was going to be no getting out of this or absolving herself of any guilt, being the addict that she was for the sweet pastries.]

Explain. Now.

[menaretrash]

[ Whoops.... she can't help but stiffen slightly when she looks up and realizes that it's Seto of all people who her little crepe friend has decided to go flailing into. She stares tiredly at the sweet item as it literally runs an entire circle around him before it tips itself over pathetically. ]

You're asking me to explain how this is a thing? Don't look at me, all I wanted was a crepe! I didn't know it'd be alive...

[ She pauses, though, shifting a little as the crepe drags itself up and shakes itself out like a tiny dog. ]

...It's kinda cute though, right?

Seto Kaiba - Yu-Gi-Oh! - CRAU from Tabula Rasa - OTA

[blue_eyed_obsession]

I. If Only Viridi Could See This Now.. (the food prompt!)

[The replicators were a source of some professional interest to one Seto Kaiba. As someone who tended to eat like a bird it wasn't so much that it could produce whatever comestible item one desired, so much as the how that drew his attention. He hadn't gotten to the point of trying to disassemble and reassemble it yet, but that was likely high up on his relatively short 'to-do list'. Just as a test, he ordered a collection of fruits to see how accurately they were reproduced. Anything from the relatively simple apple to the highly complex.

In appearance they turned out looking just as they should.]

This sort of technology shouldn't be possible. [Said the man that had already encountered pokéballs. He did briefly think back to the functionality of those rounded orbs but shook it off. That was there, not here.] ... at least not until I come up with it.

[The replicator shot out a few more berries] Of great- it's malfunctioning. [When the berries sprang to life and started running around he sighed deeply before openly lamenting]

I thought we were well past the living fruit stage! [He seriously debated not following after the food stuffs as they ran in all directions. How much trouble could they get into really? Let someone else deal with it. Then reluctantly he shoved off the table and walked off in the direction most of the berries had gone in]

II. Seto Kaiba and the amazing technicolor duster jacket... (The color prompt!)

That's it! You can screw around with whatever you want- unless it belongs to me!

[A very irate brunette shouted, as he whipped of his previously white jacket and hurled it to the ground. The audacious covering was now a literal rainbow of hues, and he had looked so ridiculous in it. At least he was still wearing his black outfit that had been underneath.]

Why can't this place get itself together? [Looking to the cord around his neck, he had a terrible thought. Kaiba reached for his card-shaped locket and clicked the clasp open to look at the pictures inside]

...

[The one memento he had of his brother, a photograph. The brother he hasn't seen for almost a year was .... mercifully spared. The picture of himself on the opposite side however? His hair was now suddenly green in it.]

Now I really do look like Noah. [Can't roll his eyes any harder]

II

[justcawse]

[Akechi seemed to be noticing people when they were having fits, but this one was at least reasonable. Leaning against the wall nearby, his hair seemed to have gone from pink to decided to just go through the entire rainbow instead. Great.]

You're better off just getting used to it. This place doesn't get any better.

[Hello sort of stranger]

Sorry in advanced for crau confusion!

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Whipping towards the sound of the voice, Kaiba was stunned at first and not just by the hair.]

Akechi? [The pair hadn't been the closest of acquaintances, but thanks to their mutual association with Ann Takamaki, he thought he knew enough. At least the other male had exhibited enough intelligence in the past to potentially be an asset here.]

It's hard to take you seriously while your hair is cycling through colors like a fiber optic lamp. [A light smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Seeing that someone else had been doomed to a worse fate was uplifting.]

2... RIP

[menaretrash]

Wow. You're super colorful today, babe!

[ Sorry, Seto, but your girlfriend is directly behind you and ridiculously amused by what she sees. Granted, she's not getting so lucky here either, her crop top is all sorts of tie dyed right now, and her hair is shifting from blue to pink to a vibrant red color -- if it's in the rainbow, it's happening. Definitely not the cutest look, but, you know what? She'll roll with it. ]

Anyways, I figured out how to use that food thing. It can make crepes! Except mine sprouted legs and ran away from me, do you think that makes me a murderer if I still want to eat it?

[ Oh. Wait. She peers over at him as he opens that locket and sees a whole head of green hair on Seto. ]

Huh... it's not a bad look though!

Estinien Wyrmblood | FFXIV

[stardiving]

Char-cute-erie

[Look.

All he wanted was a godsdamned sandwich.

Not for it to suddenly sprout legs and eyes and hop off the counter and start running around til it managed to hop out the window.

After a moment spent staring--wondering if he should pursue it or just try again and hope that his lunch is less prone to running--he steps outside to see if he can find it, mostly out of curiosity.

There's tiny food creatures running everywhere. He ought to just go back inside and call it a day, but...

Well, he has often hunted for food and knows full well where it comes from. It might have been a lifetime since he'd seen lambs raised from birth to slaughter but it does make it much easier to pin down a passing melon-creature under his boot and swing his lance off his back and...

...is anyone going to put a stop to this?]

Peace, Love, and Psychedelic Technicolor

[Estinien's hair is already striking from afar--long, loose, and snow white, contrasted with the dull brown and blue clothing he prefers when he's not wearing his armor.

It's even more so when it insists on partially changing color every few minutes, tipped with blue as if he'd dipped his hair in it one moment, streaked with green in another. He's currently frowning at a chunk of it held in his hand.]

What in the seven hells...

Wildcard !

[astralera]

[ Carbuncle notices the newest arrival of interest first, catching the man's scent while on its rounds and promptly following the trail. Connected as they are, Era is quickly made aware of this new development and, with her rudimentary aethersense, she is able to track the man without any interference.

Predictably, Carbuncle reaches their target first, and while it is incredibly excited to see Estinien it does manage to restrain itself, simply placing itself in his way rather than invading his space. Its tails wag with such enthusiasm that its whole body shakes from the force.

It yips three times in friendly greeting. ]

Char-cute-erie

[unnecessaryflourishes]

[For better or worse, perhaps, Emet-Selch has found most of the food creatures to not be anything more than a mild inconvenience. An opinion helped, no doubt, by the fact that it is simple enough for him to leave should any of them prove to be more troublesome then he might prefer.

(Not that he isn't also perfectly capable of dealing with them himself. But sometimes he doesn't care to.)

Still, he does stop, momentarily, when he sees someone poised to eliminate one of the creatures - while he might note recognize the Azure Dragoon, specifically, he is at least familiar enough with the concept to not find the sight before him particularly out of the ordinary.]

You may wish to have a care for your armor. Those ones are prone to splashing, when the outer shell is pierced.

[...That said, he makes not the slightest motion to actively stop Estinien. If he should wish to follow through with the attempt, he is more than free to.]

[necromanswers]

[From one colour-changing elf (or elf-adjacent) to another, Lup can sympathize. Her own hair is highlighted with a pale blue shade, and his examination of his own gets a whistle out of her as she watches.]

What, rainbow hair's not your usual style?

Char-cute-erie

[forgarlemald]

[Stop him? Why on earth would Gaius stop him, when he'd been so close to shooting the skittering melon before Estinien so kindly decided to save him the trouble and the ammo??]

[Or perhaps the delay in calling out for the younger man's attention comes from the fact that he's still processing the fact that Estinien is there at all. It certainly earns a raised brow as he watches the man come into view, pinning the fruit as if the situation somehow doesn't faze him in the slightest, but. It is Estinien, he's sure. It's difficult to imagine anyone else wielding a lance with quite that much ease.]

[...except no. Still not stopping him. Still going to stand back, Heirsbane pulled back to rest lightly on his shoulder as Gaius waits for the Elezen to finish, looking somehow thrice as tired as the day they parted ways and...amused?]

[Maybe.]

Ser Estinien. It has been some time.

I suppose I should thank you for felling my lunch for me.

ANOTHER WILDCARD

[firstbump]

Ardbert walks out into the yard.

This is an ordinary occurrence for the man. He's gotten extremely good at walking into the yard and not attempting to walk through solid objects like walls or doors to get into the yard like he was able to do for over a hundred years.

THUMP. "Ow, godsdammit!"

Unfortunately, that successful streak of victories comes to a sudden end as Ardbert, half-asleep from a nap, gets distracted by the sight of someone new in the yard.

He's going to pretend that Estinien couldn't have seen that as he opens the door and then closes it behind him, giving a friendly wave. "Estinien, right?"

all my samples expired oh noooo | Vianca (fanon oc)

[pinkmin]

Here was a little girl. Very little, very pink. There were several places to find her, whether by accident or design.

1. Perhaps it was the little shop in the shopping district that wasn't quite a cafe, and really wasn't quite a shop. A cute little spot with books and plants, with a tiny girl within its walls. It was time for summer cleaning, airing out the shop and wiping down the windows.

2. Maybe it was Ohma's temple, crouched among a circle of cats with some whisker grass poised between her fingers. Swish this way, swish that way.

3. It could have just been a brisk walk through the city, marveling at what could have changed. Look at all these new plants! Look at all these new... colors? Burgers with eyes? Goodness. A good time to possibly (literally) trip over old friends.

No matter the case, whenever Vianca noticed she wasn't all on her own, she would offer a soft, "Hello."

oh nooooo have 2

[carbungle]

Guess who's doing his usual thing: dozing off in a public place. He's laid out on the interior temple grass, arms folded behind his head, with one of the cats sprawled lazily across his stomach. Maybe give him a shake or two?

what if I did this anyway (3)

[testgasm]

All of this is overwhelming, to say the least. Wheatley isn't sure what to make of an actual society, and he seems to be a little beyond the robots here, which means he's a bit aimless as he takes it all in. For someone like Wheatley, that means quite a bit of bumbling around, looking for something familiar and coming up empty.

It also means bumping into things. Which he does--even though he's more than familiar with his chassis by now, being transported inexplicably to a city the likes of which he's never seen.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm--didn't--didn't actually see you there. Sort of, ah. High up. Are you all right, down there? Didn't, uh, didn't harm you, did I?"

He knows it's not necessarily pleasant to bump into someone made of metal.