Test Drive Meme

[darstone]

Comment here with your characters that you're thinking of bringing into LR, and tag around with other people to see how suitable they'd be for the game! As a note, these threads may be used for application samples, which are opening August 11th. So get your samples ready ahead of time with this meme! However, even if all participants are accepted with those characters, these threads will not be game canon. This meme is taking place in the setting of Darstone, so while you may leave your comment blank, I'd like to recommend you set up a scene or two in your initial comment. Some suggested settings are provided below, but make up whatever you'd like based off the setting pages! ⑴ Marketplace. There's a lot to do in the market-- not just buying goods and window shopping, but sitting down for a cup of coffee at an outdoor table, or getting a drink at a bar. ⑵ Housing. You've just gotten here and finally made it to your assigned apartment, but it turns out you have roommates, and they're one of them. ⑶ Adventuring. Whether out into the surrounding caves or taking a boat onto the lake, you're adventuring, maybe on a quest. Whoever's with you might be a member of your party-- or they might be trying to beat you to the reward. ⑷ Snow. What's snow doing in a cave? Isn't this weird? Well, Darstone is situated under a frosty mountain peak, and from time to time the local mages like to simulate the weather that's going on up above. That means there's some very light, fluffy snow falling from the cave ceiling right now.

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Jane Crocker [OU] | Homestuck

[bowlbuster]

[ Snow! Now there's a thing. Used to be that Jane would only see snow or ice in freak cold snaps, and Dad wasn't keen on taking her out in anyplace terribly open much. No problem now, though! He's not here to fuss at her and after all, it's hardly her fault if the snow's coming to her, right?

So yeah, Jane is making snow angels. In her pretty gold princess dress. Because why not? ]

[unfathomabubbly]

[ Feferi, for one, thinks that looks absolutely entertaining. She's been investigating the profusion of fluffy whiteness that had never been much of an issue in her shiphive back on Alternia, dressed distinctly like a ragamuffin in tattered hand-me-downs and no shoes.

Not that the cold bothers her, she's much too cool-blooded to even feel the bite of it. She's peering over a drift at the pale-colored human in the bright gold dress, curious. She was an alien, so surely such a color didn't mean the same thing. And if it did? Well, too bad for the alien.

And then, as if she owns the place, she cheerfully tromps right over and joins her by throwing herself into the snow at her side. ]

Water you doing all aglub down here?

[bowlbuster]

Oh goodness me-!

[ Well that is a surprise and no mistake! Here she was, enjoying her snow angel all on her lonesome, and some stranger comes and throws herself down along side her, making bad fish puns all the while. She sits up to get a look and- oh. Oh dear. Jane's never seen an alien! Well, okay, UU said she was a troll before and had some weird blood or whatever but that is so not important. A real alien! In person! This girl is all grey and rags and horns! Shouldn't she be freezing like that? Maybe it's an alien thing.

Jane closes her jaw, aware that she was letting it hang like a complete doofus, and resolves to reply more reasonably than she's probably looked so far. ]

You've never made a snow angel? It's a bit of a game for children, but I never got to do it myself.

[unfathomabubbly]

[ Feferi looks back at her with rapt attention, eyes clearly conveying her intense curiosity. If Jane did look like a complete doofus, then the fishgirl isn't much better off. The very idea of some new alien game revolving around angels of all things has her much too excited. Who didn't like pretending to be a fierce, murderous monstrosity of legend?

She rolls over, sprawling out, one hand casually invading Jane's snow-angel imprint as she stretches her scrawny limbs out as best she can. ]

There, there, conchsider me an angel, too. Now how do I win?

[bowlbuster]

Win? You don't win, you just have fun. You lie down in the snow and move your arms and legs as wide as they'll go and it makes an angel shape.

[ Maybe they don't have angels in alienville. Jane looks somewhat doubtful, though. ]

[unfathomabubbly]

[ So clearly this means that the whole game is pretending to be angel if she wasn't supposed to win while doing it. This pans out, she thinks very seriously, given that all you could do was be a great destructive force.

Then again, how do you lose if you could destroy just about everything?

Deciding that she is the winner just for playing this game, she spreads her long, thin arms and spreads the snow as she tries to make suitably impressive wings. She's spindly and giggling and entirely entertained. ]

I'm the most indestructibubble of horrors!

[ She flings some snow up in the air above them for good measure. ]

[bowlbuster]

[ This girl is...distinctly weird, yep. But she's somewhat adorable in her weirdness, and it isn't as if Jane's friends aren't pretty weird too!

So Jane smiles and leans over, sprinkling a little bit of snow down on Feferi's face. ]

You're very silly, you know. Why all the water puns?

[unfathomabubbly]

[ She shakes her head, scrunching up her nose briefly as she considers this as seriously as she can take anything right now. This, of course, means not particularly so. ]

Why wouldn't I? They just run right on out, pchooo and then they're diving into my words and swimming about in my thoughts. They sink and sink and surface again.

Is that really- [ She says real like maybe that's a pun, too. ] -all that silly?

[bowlbuster]

Well...it's surftainly different!

[ And then Jane breaks down in a fit of giggles. She feels ridiculous! ]

[unfathomabubbly]

[ Feferi joins her, her laughter light and maybe just a little unhinged. Her eyes are sparkling with glee as she sits herself up and promptly topples herself back over so that she's leaning up against Jane. ]

That's a start, a perchfect seadweller start. You'll earn your fins in no time at all.

[ She wiggles the lobed fins at her teasingly. ]

[bowlbuster]

Is that what you are, a seadweller? I've never met anyone who looks like you.

[ She can't help smiling back at her enthusiastic new friend. ]

My name is Jane Crocker. What about you?

[bronographic]

[Well isn't that a sight to come across. Jane's hardly alone when it comes to being in her dream clothes, Dirk donning his own purple derse pajamas. But she is alone when it comes to making a snow angel. He's just silently watching her, unsurprised by the activity. Even if he's never seen it first hand, it's not like the knowledge of what people used to do in snow is far from his grasp. He had the internet and a shit load of time, after all.]

[But he doesn't say anything, just standing there off to the side watching his friend make a goof of herself. It certainly is nice being able to see Jane have a good time instead of being... well, dead. He knew she was alive, brought back by his truly after all, but being out of that impending danger, being able to derp around in the snow... It's a comforting change of pace. Even if he doesn't fully understand the why or how they are even here.]

[bowlbuster]

[ After a while, her angel is sufficiently angel-like, and Jane sits up with snow dripping off her, flushed bright pink and grinning like she hasn't a care in the world. It's nice to have a bit of relaxation after all that hullaballoo with the rocket boards and the dying and Jake kissing dead friends' heads seriously she needs to re-evaluate her desire to smooch those chapped lips.

She looks around and speak of the devil, there's the dead head of the day, though mercifully Dirk's dreamself is still whole. She makes a bit of a weird face, but then smiles and waves. She is glad to see him when they're not going a hundred miles an hour. ]

Do my eyes deceive me? Get over here already, Di-Stri, it's hardly becoming of a gentleman to loom so ominously!

[bronographic]

I'm a gentleman now?

[But he doesn't stay put for long, making his way over, but by no means is he aiming to plop down in the snow and make some angel. It's all so surreal really, going through all of those perfectly calculated maneuvers, saving everyone, setting Jake up to play some big hero, and then watching him kiss his own severed head on some ruins while a volcano erupted--and now they're here, away from all that excitement and near death. It's almost anticlimactic in a way. Not that he's outright complaining.]

If you're thinking I'm going to join you in making some snow angels, I'm afraid I'll have to pass.

[bowlbuster]

You've always been a gentleman, Dirk.

[ She stands up, brushing off her dress a bit and tromping over to meet him. ]

That's quite all right. There just didn't seem much else to do until someone else came along. I don't suppose you'd like to go exploring this place with me? This isn't the Medium, is it? I've no idea how we ended up here.

[wwaterboy]

[Eridan hunches his shoulders as the snow comes down, glaring balefully up at the ceiling. It's not that he's got anything against snow, it's that he doesn't understand why they should have to deal with it, when they're living underground. The whole weather thing seems stupid - they should take advantage of the few positive sides of living inside a cave, such as no weather!

But his attention is attracted when he sees the girl in a pretty gold dress, flopping down on the ground and moving her arms up and down, making patterns in the snow.

He sidles a bit closer]

Wwhat are you doin'?

[bowlbuster]

[ Goodness, that's a startling sight and no mistake! A gray-skinned alien, lean and underfed and scarred all over, the little fins on the sides of his face raggedy tatters - she lets out a startled sort of "eep" when she first lays eyes on him. She doesn't know how anyone ends up looking like that. It seems the kind of thing that happens to a kid on the streets in a war zone, or something, he's a little scary to look at and a lot sad.

She gets to her feet, brushing off her skirts a little. For all that this boy's skin looks like he's been through ten meat grinders in a row, he's impeccably dressed, and she feels a little self-conscious. ]

I was making a snow angel! You've never tried it?

[wwaterboy]

[Hey, he might be lean, but Willow keeps him in pancakes. Under that suit there's some pretty strong muscle, but his husk is scarred from a dozen street fights, and his fins look like they've been chewed.

He stiffens when she startles, his fins flattening a bit. He didn't mean to frighten her]

Can't say I havve. Makin' an angel out a snoww?

[bowlbuster]

[ Oh wow, the fins move. That is kind of neat to watch, but he looks a little grumpy with them flattened like that. She gives him a soft little smile. He doesn't seem unfriendly, at least! ]

Well, that makes two of us, I suppose. I'd never tried it, either! I've never been to the snow. I thought I might as well take advantage of the opportunity!

Do you want to try? I mean, you already look rather cold, but then neither of us is exactly dressed for the weather!

[wwaterboy]

[She seems fairly nice, and Eridan is used to nice human girls, so his fins lift once again with interest when she smiles.]

I suppose I could try... I'm not cold, though. I just don't like the snoww. Wwhat do I havve to do?

[bowlbuster]

Well, you lie down, and you spread out your arms and legs, and then you move your arms up and down and your legs in and out until you've left an imprint in the snow shaped like an angel!

...Oh dear, it sounds rather silly when you explain it. Though I suppose it is rather silly!

[wwaterboy]

[He frowns] I havve to lie dowwn in the snoww? But my clothes wwill get all wwet! I'm not dressed for that kind a thing. And wwhat's the point?

[bowlbuster]

I'm not either! But it's really your choice. You asked, so I answered!

And I guess the point is to be ridiculous. It's something kids do.

[wwaterboy]

Oh. [Understanding dawns. This isn't any kind of serious thing, but a child's game. He grins, two rows of shark's teeth, and shrugs out of his suit, carefully hanging it on a stalactite, then he follows it with his tie.] Wwell in that case, just a moment. [Now he's unbuttoning his shirt]

[thornythaumaturge]

[[Her eye was caught by the gold dress because that is some gorgeous fabric. Hi Jane, have a blonde staring down at you.]]

Making snow angels? I bet they look extra pretty with that dress to work in!