Test Drive Meme (February + March)

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TEST DRIVE MEME: FEBRUARY + MARCH EDITION

Welcome to bravenewworld's test drive meme! This post is designed to help players test out their characters within the setting, as well as give them an opportunity to collect samples for their future application. The prompts below are all optional, and can be used to get a feel for the game, but we encourage players to get creative and use this post however best suits their needs. Players are welcome to use either prose or brackets for their threads.

When creating a thread, it is advised that players give their prospective thread partners a bit of information in the subject line, such as the characters name and canon, or a possible typing and Enlightened ability (if this is applicable). These are not required, but will make it easier for any prospective players to thread with you. While not required, we also encourage you to take a look at the most recent AU Planning post.

THIS CYCLE'S PROMPTS
#1 After the events in Union, the settlement of Refuge has decided to make the Shattering a more public affair. People who were impacted by the tragedies that befell the city, or those who wish to pay respects to a lost family member are encouraged to either send a Litwick off into the caves, or go off to find one. Who knows, you may find something out about yourself--or about the others around you.

#2 The Medical Center in Union is in need of volunteers, and has sent out a call. But it's not because of what you might think. The weather has been surprisingly warm this time of year, and because of it, a number of Pokémon have decided to, um, fix the population discrepancy that the Elite Four's attack has caused. Baby 'mon have overrun the Breeding Center, and many have found their way at the Medical Center for overflow. There are going to be a lot of diapers that need changing...

#3 With the warm weather hinting at a full return, flocks of Pokémon have begun their northern migration back into the Verdant Forest and beyond. Unfortunately, a few of the wild Flying-type breeds are less than respectful of old monuments, and the Lake and Forest Shrine have received a few unwanted guests making a mess. Shooing them off only seems to anger them, and the Shrines are filthy as a result of their visit. Ugh, will these rude Pokémon ever leave?!

#4 After the attack from the Elite Four, help has been filtering in from all parts of the known world. As a result, a number of temporary food carts have opened up in the business district of Union. Workers have to eat, right? This is a perfect time to expand your palette, but be warned, some of the delicacies can be a bit... eclectic, we'll say. Eat at your own risk.

#5 Wildcard! Come up with your own prompt!

If you have any setting questions, or want to do some reading before posting a thread, you can find the setting directory here! Happy tagging!

Comments

[glyphe]

[it's not fair at all. at least Weiss does not think so. she is just coming from the Forest Shrine when she stumbles onto the scene. she looks like the complete opposite of the other trainer, wearing all white, with long white hair tied up in a high ponytail.

her snorunt mirrors her annoyance with the flock of Spearow, and they give a quick nod to each other before Weiss is pointing at the bird-type Pokémon] Neve, take those guys out!

[the snorunt chirps and heads for Purrloin and the Spearow]

[kittyears]

[With an outfit that stands out against the dusk so easily, Blake wonders why she hadn't seen the other trainer sooner. She must have been more immersed in the situation at hand than she thought. Though her head turned to take a glance at her well-intentioned interloper, she remains cool, saying nothing to her, words only reaching her Purrloin.]

Fake Out! [There's a small rumbling noise from the Purloin as it tackles the nearest Spearow, not taking it out completely, but hitting it hard enough to make it flinch.

It's like she's making a perfect opening for the Snorunt.]

[glyphe]

[Weiss sees the opening and she grins, pleased. it seems as though the other has accepted her help]

All right! Icy Wind, Neve!

[she doesn't need to tell the Snorunt that. it was already expecting the next move, but it sends out the blast, causing a couple spearow to faint right away. the attack was super effective!]

[kittyears]

[There's a very small smirk at the effectiveness of the Snorunt's icy blast, Blake shoving her hands in the pockets of her jacket. She knew she had this in the bag to begin with, but with that extra helping hand? It would be only moments until their assured victory.]

Alright, let's finish them off with more Fury Swipes. [She nods to her Purrloin, who seems to be absolutely pumped up in spite of the chilly air around her. There's another pounce as claws are out, ready to make feathers fly!]

[glyphe]

[Snorunt assists by sending forth another blast of icy wind. both attacks send the remaining spearows away, and they squawk angrily as they leave. perhaps they have gone to get more of their friends? or maybe they were simply retreating. it's hard to tell.

Weiss is not at all bothered by the threatening squawks, and she steps forward so that she can see the other trainer better. she's pleased with herself, but even more happy to have sort of teamed up with a stranger. Weiss doesn't... make friends easily]

Those were some intense Fury Swipes. [she addresses both Purrloin and the trainer, gaze moving from one to the other]

[kittyears]

[Blake, being the strong, silent, and mysterious type, is no better with people. But when it comes to people who fight at her side? She can make an exception.]

Thank you. [Though she is grateful for her help, it's almost as if she speaks to the Pokemon rather than her impromptu partner when she continues.] Your Snorunt's ice is comparable.

[glyphe]

[Snorunt chirps up at the mysterious trainer, happy to be praised.

okay, so they've complimented each other. this was good! now, how to keep the conversation going?]

Those Spearow have been here since the afternoon. They've been causing quite the commotion, along with the other bird Pokémon. [Weiss gestures back to the shrine] They've made a mess of the Shrine.

[kittyears]

That's why I decided to have Beauty here get some practice in. If they were just going to stay here bothering people, might as well kill two birds with one stone. [...] Pun not intended.

[glyphe]

[oh... maybe that pun wasn't intended, but it pulls a chuckle from Weiss. that was actually pretty clever!] Beauty, huh? [she affixes her gaze on Purrloin again, smiling] That's a lovely name.

SEE WHAT I DID THURR

[kittyears]

[Does she think the name is funny? Blake's expression stays as placid as ever, though she does look down at Beauty instead of gazing at her new acquaintance.]

I came up with the name when I was younger... [Save face, Blake!]

AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T NAME IT ADAM

[glyphe]

[Weiss doesn't think it's funny at all! she wouldn't have said it was a lovely name for no reason. she stoops down to pat her snorunt on the back]

I like it. [for real!] This is Neve. [and then she looks back up at Blake again] And I'm Weiss.

UHGHGGHGGGGGGGG

[kittyears]

[Beauty wiggles her tail at her company, purring lightly to herself as Blake tries to navigate her way through maintaining her image of poised and professional trainer.]

Oh. [She looks back at Neve, offering a softened look in spite of herself.] Hi. [Pokemon were so much easier to talk to than people...

Speaking of, she probably should have given her name about five minutes ago.]

Blake.

[glyphe]

[Beauty and Blake. it had a certain ring to it, didn't it? Weiss is so excited! it's been a long time since she made a friend! she stands up, smooths out her Combat Skirt™ while trying to not be awkward] Well met, Blake. [........well met? that didn't sound very casual! get it together, Weiss!] I mean! It's nice to meet you!

[kittyears]

[She's finally looking up at Weiss, allowing Beauty to trounce around Neve, almost as if her Pokemon is attempting to measure it up.]

Same to you. [Check out these advanced conversation skills.]

Did we interrupt your... [She trails off on purpose. Her passing by? Camping nearby?]

[glyphe]

[Neve watches Beauty, but doesn't move much, only shivers the way any Snorunt does, blinking curious eyes at the other Pokémon]

My... Oh! No, not at all. [Weiss shakes her head, grateful for a subject] We were just visiting the Shrine and were about to head home.

[kittyears]

[She moves a hand to the back of her head, ruffling her hair... and then smoothing it out again, whoops.]

Have a safe trip. [Too cool to linger!]

[glyphe]

[a h . . . well, Weiss did just say she was leaving, didn't she? but now she doesn't want to leave! she wants to bond with the mysterious trainer. it's not desperate at all what are you talking about]

What about you? Where are you headed? [NOPE WE'RE NOT LEAVING YET]

[kittyears]

I'm actually staying out here, trying to make sense of why the flying Pokemon are acting so weird. [She shrugs.] I don't really have anywhere to go at the moment.

[glyphe]

[huh] Staying out here? In the forest? [with all the wild bug pokémon?!]

[kittyears]

I'm used to it. [Even though bugs are technically her weakness...] It's honestly not that big of a deal.

[glyphe]

Not that big of a deal? [calm down, Weiss. you're losing your cool] But it's cold, and dark. And kind of... gross.

[Weiss]

[kittyears]

[WEISS.

Blake's expression tightens, arms folding over her chest in the slightest bit of defense.]

It's okay. It's just nature.

[glyphe]

[you know. it probably wasn't a good idea to call something that a person you just met was going to do gross. Weiss bites her lip, noticing the defensive stance. good job, she tells herself. you totally blew it]

Right. Just nature! [she clears her throat, sheepish] And, as long as you have your Pokémon, you should be safe. [???]

surprise, friend! bet you thought you'd seen the last of me

[kittyears]

I will. [Blake says simply as she stares back. (Were there the sounds of Kricketots around? No? Hmm.)

After what feels like an entire hour passing, Blake lowers her arms from her chest, shoving her hands in her pockets with a simple shrug.]


Thank you for your concern.

gasp

[glyphe]

Concern? I wasn't... I mean... You can obviously handle yourself, right? Who am i to be telling you what to do? [nervous laugh. open mouth, insert foot]