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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[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius was about to say no, but he was distracted by the rocket-propelled soda. He watches in horror as it bounces off the head of a lobster, which then shakes itself and turns to look at them with its beady eyes. It swipes at a nearby herd-mate, which recoils and starts a chain reaction of bumping and claw swiping through the herd.]

What have you done?

[temperamentalcultist]

I didn't fuckin' mean to! My dex just all got its own fuckin' plans sometimes and...

[He trails off. The herd by now is a mess of angry chirpy lobster noises and claws clacking and oh fuck.]

Uuhh... are they like... looking at us?

[cause Gamzee has the sneaking suspicion that the beasts are. It is probably the countless of beady eyes that suddenly turned in their direction.]

[highb100d_seeker]

Yes, I believe they are.

[One of the lobsters starts to move, and suddenly all of the creatures are beginning to stampede, straight towards them and the hastily repaired fence. Equius grits his teeth]

Fiddlesticks! You should run.

[With a horselike snort, he plants himself in front of the lobsters, intending to block the stampede with his own strength]

[temperamentalcultist]

Right.

[He can't deny that that is a very good suggestion! Though in his mind when Equius said 'you should run' it really came across more as 'we should bolt'. Which is why he is turning on his heel quickly, blindly grabbing a handful of Equius' sweaty top and giving it a good yank.]

Come on, bro. Time to fuckin' make like jets.

[highb100d_seeker]

Wait, uh, what?

[He feels a tug and realizes he's got two choices. He can run, or he can lose his shirt. The latter is really not an option]

I was going to stop them!

[Or try. The fence crashes down behind them under the onslaught of armoured feet]

[temperamentalcultist]

[For good measure, Gamzee adds a psionic shove to Equius' back to nudge him along.]

Brother, you got yourself a wicked case of panrot if that be a thing you be thinkin' about. Move your hooves.

[highb100d_seeker]

[The shock of psionics are surprising, and Equius gasps in surprise at the strong push. But running like this isn't going to be good enough. As they exit the current tunnel and into a larger cavern with stalactites hanging from the ceiling, he pauses and holds out his hand.]

Hold on to me. Hold on tight!

[temperamentalcultist]

[Equius has kind of been a dick to him, should he really trust--

Duh. Gamzee doesn't lose trust in people that easily! That'd just be silly.

Instead, he immediately grapples onto Equius' hand, not even asking what his plan is here. Whatever. It'll be okay. Things generally are always okay in the end.]

[highb100d_seeker]

Hold on very tightly. [He slips his other arm around Gamzee's waist very gently, and repeats the command, as clearly and distinctly as he can. If he grips back, he'll pulp Gamzee's hand, so it's up to him, and he doesn't know if the yellow's psionic powers are as powerful as Sollux', so he doesn't want to count on Gamzee being able to fly.

Powerful muscles bunch in his legs and he STRONG jumps high into the air, heading towards a high ledge formed by rock.]

[temperamentalcultist]

[They are, actually. In fact, Gamzee could've suspended himself up in the air above the stampede at any time. But that is a whole lot of logic and thinking that Gamzee is not really good at in a situation like this.

Scrambling a little, he tosses his arms around Equius' neck, clinging to him in the same way as he'd normally cling to his goat's neck during a dangerous climb.]

[highb100d_seeker]

[Woah. Uh. Okay, yes. This is a good way to hold on. Equius holds his hands away from Gamzee's body so as not to hurt him, and instead grabs onto the rock when he lands on the shelf up above.

He turns to look down as the stampede begins to thunder past below.]

How wasteful. Now they'll have to be rounded up.

[temperamentalcultist]

[Once they are on solid ground again --and rock ledges count as very solid ground to Gamzee-- Gamzee lets go off Equius' neck, wobbling a few steps away from him before dropping onto his ass.

He's trying to catch his breath just sitting there, waiting for his pump to stop hammering as if it is trying to jump out of his chest cavity. Now that they are out of immediate danger though, the adrenaline slowly starts making place for a weird elation, giddiness bubbling up in his throat in the form of nervous, helpless laughter.]

Holy shit.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Equius facepalms, watching the yellowblood laugh. He sighs and sits down. He'll have to wait for the creatures to stop stampeding now, and then go gather them all up.]

I see nothing funny about this situation.

[temperamentalcultist]

[Gamzee waves on hand absently, rubbing beneath one of his eyes for a moment, still hiccuping with laughter.]

Don't- haha. Don't even fuckin' know what I'm laughing at.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Eyeroll... He sits down and eyes the other troll] You don't know?

[temperamentalcultist]

[He gives Equius a fairly sunny grin, his cheeks just a little flushed yellow with laughter.]

You ain't ever got you a moment where you just got all this mirth trapped in your husk and you gotta let it out?

[highb100d_seeker]

No. I can't say I've experienced that.

[temperamentalcultist]

[He pushes up a little, giving him a look.]

You can laugh, right?

[highb100d_seeker]

Of course I can!

[temperamentalcultist]

You sure? Haven't all even seen you crack a fuckin' smile.

[highb100d_seeker]

Only because you are extremely infuriating, as always. [Grump grump] Becoming a lowblood has only increased this.

[temperamentalcultist]

What the fuck do ya all get to meaning by that? I've always been like this.

[highb100d_seeker]

[Sighs, and rubbing the mark on his throat] The Gamzee Makara I know is an indigo blood.

[temperamentalcultist]

[A long pause.]

You shittin' me.

[highb100d_seeker]

I am not.