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Test Drive Meme #2

☯ 1. You're brand new to Republic City! There's lots of things to do, depending on how you got here. If you were pulled in via the work of the Spirit World, you'll probably find yourself confused and homeless. Go out there and find information!

☯ 2. There's a barrier surrounding the city. Recently, it's been discovered that the barrier was made of millions of small spirits. They've been peeling away from the barrier for a week or so with their mission being to attach to something. Anything. Once it finds something to attach to, part of that "thing" becomes more nature-y, usually with vines. They can attach to people, too, but healers are able to undo the damage as long as someone with a spirit vine attached to them doesn't take too long to go. Wait too long and you mind end up with half your face consisting of tree bark!

☯ 3. Recently, there was a sale on fruit pies. Despite the increase of the city's population, more than necessary were made. Some are being donated to people who want them free are charge; other businesses are charging exhoborent amounts of money for stale fruit pies. Some people just plan threw them out. Anything you want to do with them? Throw them, perhaps?

☯ 4. SHOPPING!!! If you've got enough of an income or quick feet and hands, you can visit Little Ba Sing Se! Located in the beautiful land of Republic City where everyone is still trapped for just a bit longer, you can at least distract yourself with FASHION! It's essentially a mall modeled after the Earth Kingdom's capital, Ba Sing Se. Go shopping and go spend all those hard earned yuans.

☯ 5. Carve your own path!

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(2)

[Spirit shenanigans are becoming old hat to hard-nosed Detective Maza. Elisa isn't a waterbender, or a bender of any kind, and yet ever since one of the spirits latched onto her there's been a steady stream like a waterfall trickling from her long black hair. She had to sleep in her tub yesterday, and it wasn't comfortable.

Nevertheless it also wasn't disabling, and despite a stiff neck the detective is hard at work trying to keep the peace among the civilians as the spirit shenanigans get more and more out of hand.]

Hey! Are you alright? Is there any pain?

[The person's entire foot has suddenly turned to mossy stone. Elisa wonders momentarily if an Earthbender would be helpful or not in this situation. Things seem to be escalating, judging by the stone creeping up the civilian's ankle, and also by the sudden increase in volume from the waterfall issuing from somewhere in Elisa's hair. Good thing it's a warm night.]

(3)

[There are fruit pies flying literally everywhere and you know what, this is a beat cop's job, not a detective's. Too bad Elisa's actually in uniform tonight and in theory should put a stop to all this merriment.

Maybe she can sneak off and change into her plainclothes before somebody demands she put a stop to this fun. Why couldn't this have happened when she was off duty?]

(5)

[Detective Maza out walking the beat on a quiet night doesn't look like a cop, just another pretty face in a red jacket out for an evening stroll. She's got a usual stand she stops at for fried shrimp, fire flakes, and Equalist-sympathizing gossip, and maybe tonight she'll go see what she can overhear in the tea shop the Triads are known to frequent.

Or maybe she'll come across someone who needs help, or intercept the sort of person who wants to make trouble for a young woman out for an evening alone.

Either way, you'd have to know a thing or two about cops to divine the purpose in her easy stroll.]

Edited 2014-10-19 05:00 (UTC)

[3]

[Why anyone would want to eat a fruit pie is completely beyond him. The best sweets are made out of red beans, but of course there wasn't a sale on those. Consequently, he didn't buy any. He'd listened to the radio very carefully the morning of the day the sale began and there was no indication that a fruit pie of any sort was going to be lucky, (Except for a few ads trying to convince gullible saps to buy them. You had to learn how to tell the difference.) so he had no use for their existence whatsoever. Therefore, the fact that the things are everywhere is starting to get on his nerves. If you try to throw one at him, expect it thrown back at you with pinpoint accuracy, no matter how far you try to run. If you're trying to sell him one, expect a withering death glare.]

[4]

[That wobbling tower of antiques making its way past you? It's an absurdly tall teenage boy overloaded with every last charm, statue, amulet, knickknack and doodad that shopkeepers can convince him are lucky. It's getting a bit unwieldy, so maybe you should try to lend a hand?]

[5]

[Usually, when you have tryouts for a pro-bending team, the people who show up are enthusiastic and excited to show off their skills. So why is this earthbender with the glasses looking at you like you're wasting his time by existing?]

[5]

[Crime never sleeps, but the police force does. Sure, the people in authority don't really approve of vigilante justice, but the everyone else loves it, right? There's no quicker way to fame than ridding Republic City of its dastardly criminals, right? It's exciting and romantic, just like something out of a mover, so what's an up and coming young mover star to do when that rise to fame isn't quite as fast as she likes? That's right: reinvent herself as a crime fighter! Sure, her outfit is a bit outlandish and, okay, she's not a bender of any sort so she has to compensate by getting people to build her weapons, but she's not going to let that keep her down! There's a new heroine in town and criminals will never rest easy again!

Mari points her wand at the latest evildoer unfortunate enough to cross her path.]

Stop right there and face punishment, criminal scum!

1.
[Jaune's sights are on the big city before him. He's never been to Republic City before, only heard about it, but now here he is and he can hardly believe it. Yes sir, this is all about adventure and excitement and charging into the unknown to forge a new path!

He has absolutely no idea where to start forging this new patch, but he'll figure it out eventually.

In the meantime, he can be found milling about the city looking utterly lost. Help a guy out?]

3.
[Oh man, oh man. For a guy who's only just arrived and is trying to settle in on a budget, free fruit pies are exactly what he needs. But maybe he's being a little too enthusiastic about it. Every pie he's offered Jaune has stashed into his pack, and it's starting to take up more room than he has.

But they're just so good. He takes a bite of one, and savors the flavor of it.]

I never knew city food could taste this good. Does this happen all the time? Because I could probably get used to this.

3.
[Fruit pies, huh? Okay, they probably weren't her first choice for food or anything but she doesn't have much choice. She's low on cash and that one place was handing them out for free. So, now there's a crabby looking kid sitting around and shoving fruit pies into her mouth like there's no tomorrow.

Say hi? Stare? Do you dare throw one at her?]

5.
[Okay, just because there was a barrier around town and all these stupid spirits running around didn't mean Ryuko wasn't here for a damn reason. To that end, she's jumping on this chance. Because she's spotted somebody or other. Somebody in some kind of official position, or at least with some degree of authority.

Whoever it is, and whatever they're in the middle of, they'll find themselves with a teenage girl with a sword on her back planting her feet right in their path and glaring daggers.]

Hey, you. I got a question to ask.

5a.
[Anything else you can think of. Ryuko here is a firebender in town on a mission to find the person who killed her father and her only clue is the sword left behind. Open to any of the other prompts or just about any scenario you want to take a swing at.]

[Yeah. Aang is throwing one at her.

And propelled by airbending, no less!]

3)
[Pies were going around all over. Some free, some reasonably priced, but others were simply outrageous. After poking around a little, the tall uniformed (albeit clearly not a Republic City uniform) young man picked up one from one of the free venders, appearing for all the world to be mostly oblivious to the controlled (and uncontrolled) chaos around him.

Mostly.

Trowa shifted to one side, letting a pie sail harmlessly past, green eyes turning to find the source. Splat. Hm, so he was being followed closer than expected. Or whomever had been hit was just innocent - but he didn't turn to look just yet. No reaction appeared on his face, just mild curiosity rather than the smile that was tempted to appear.

He simply kept walking, working his way through the crowd, balancing his food. Observing. Listening. Quietly learning the streets and the people of this unusual city.]

It had been something of a rash decision, but she'd expected Akira to be waiting for her when she arrived, and finding him not there had put a little bit of a damper on her arrival, but she was here, and even if she did end up returning home, she could at least explore the city.

Finding a place to stay was her first goal, though, and she picked up her bag, settling it over her shoulder before glancing down at the map she'd purchased and choosing a direction.

Which ended up with her stopping just as the pies started flying back and forth between stand owners who were apparently at odds with each other.

[It was the splat of a pie in someone's face and the following sputtering that drew Duo's attention to (rather delicious) pie he'd been terrorizing. Okay, that was funny. Shame to waste food... but still funny. So he had a big grin on his face as he followed the path the pie must have taken to see who'd tossed it. And stared at the back of a very familiar head.]

Couldn't be...

[Passing the remains of his pie to a nearby kid, he slipped through the crowd to catch up to the guy.]

Oi!

[thank goodness for small miracles. a sale is exactly what Weiss needs right now. she still doesn't have a job and is running low on cash. she has recently purchased a few to take home.

so she's now on her way back to Dragon Flats, but as she's passing this certain person, she takes notice of his stuffed pack...]

Um. I think your bag is leaking.

[Oh but it was. The familiar voice caught his attention of course and Trowa paused to glance over his shoulder. Any other voice, maybe not. A calm blink later and Trowa turned, nodding at Duo.]

Duo.

[He might as well be jumping for joy, for all that there was a smile in green eyes and a very slight upward turn to his lips. He'd seen no reason, currently, to deny knowing Duo. Don't prove him wrong...]

(1)
[Noatak slowly blinked his eyes as his consciousness filtered back in, feeling warm sands against his cheek and the ocean washing over his lower body. He was alive. It was impossible, there was no way he could have lived through that explosion.]

This...No, this can't be. There's no way I could be here again.

[But it was. As he looked up, he could see Republic City stretching out before him. There was no way he could forget this city. The place of his defeat. The last place he saw before...]

Brother...Tarrlok. Brother, I'm sorry.

[A part of him wanted to blame the Avatar for all of this, but he couldn't. It was on him. All of it was on him. Tarrlok took the action, but Noatak himself had broken him. He walked from the shore to the streets, pacing the marketplace until he picked up a local paper.]

Wait, this can't be right.How many years have passed?

(4)
[He needed clothing, and fast. He looked like a drowned rat. His needs were clear. Fresh clothing, food, information. Lack of funds meant he'd be stealing those things, or at least stealing money to pay for them. He slowly paced the streets, searching for an opportunity.]

There must be a useful target here, somewhere. A prosperous city must have wealthy residents.

Edited 2014-10-19 15:14 (UTC)

[And POW! Direct hit! Perfect shot! Fruit pie explodes all over Ryuko's head and the one in her hand is knocked to the ground and rolls away a little bit.

She stares at it for a second and then reaches back to wipe some of the broken pie bits off the side of her face... and then turns sharply in the direction it came from.]

Okay, which one of you guys has the death wish?

Out for a stroll? You should be careful in this area, it's not the safest.

[Noatak walked out from a nearby alleyway, gesturing with his head to a nearby gathering.]

I think you'd best stay away from that lot. A minor off-scouring of Triad rejects. They've been recruiting, lately.

[Elisa looks innocently in the direction indicated.] Really? They don't look like Triads. More like a bunch of kids to me. How could you tell?

[a little bit of a falsehood there, since trying to keep kids out of gangs is a lot of what Elisa does these days. Or tries to do, anyway. And those kids ARE wearing some of the signs Elisa knows to look for, but now she's wondering how this guy knows.]

Anyway, I'm not going to be chased out of my own neighborhood. I haven't seen you around before. Are you new in town?

A man hears things, with his ear to the ground long enough. As for being new, I'm afraid not. I've been on a rather lengthy sabbatical, however. This place certainly has changed.

[Blake had been out on a simple trip through the city. Shopping for groceries, that was all. She certainly hadn't expected anything important to happen.

But then she caught sight of this particular new arrival. She'd always considered herself subtle, in control of herself, but now the things she had been carrying drop from her arms and scatter across the street and she stares wide-eyed like she'd seen a ghost. She was an Equalist, at least before she'd deserted, and she'd just seen a face she never expected, or wanted to see again. But it's impossible. He can't be here.

Even if the face isn't entirely familiar without its mask. She knows that voice.]

[He's not aware of her yet. Even he can't remember every one of his subordinates, even if they had met face-to-face before. He's currently reading up on current events while leaning against a wall.]

So much time...

[That tea shop is coming up on Eliza's route pretty quick and it doesn't look like it's a quiet night around there this evening. As she comes up on it, the door bursts open and a few patrons burst out of it, harried by bursts of fire. One of them comes running by trying in vain to pat the flames out of his hair.]

"She's crazy!"

[Inside, there's a possibly surprising sight. A teenage girl, Fire Nation by the looks of her and the flames still clinging to the walls and floor nearby, has one of the last guys in the place backed into a corner, holding a strange, ornate-looking curved sword up to his face. Whatever led up to this, it's certain that it ticked her off something fierce.]

I'm gonna ask you that question again, and I don't want any more smartmouth answers from you, got it? I asked you who this sword belongs to!

"Wh-what're you talkin' about, kid?" [The man has his eyes crossed, staring at the blade on the tip of his nose.] "That's your sword, ain't it?"

Somebody had it before me! [She barks and the man yelps a little.] And I wanna know who that is!

[Might want to step in here....]

Not enough, apparently.

[Elisa glances at the Triads again, committing the kids' faces to memory. She'll probably see them around again, but next time, their affiliation might not be so clear. She wants to find out more about her new informant, though.]

A sabbatical where? [she smiles, disarmingly curious.] I don't make it out of the city a lot.

Just wandering alone. I was away for several years, sequestered in the wilds. Every now and then I'd get updated on the civilized world, and decide to wait things out a bit longer.

Eventually I figured out things weren't going to end, so I might as well return. There certainly have been a lot of bad things happening over the last few years.

[Elisa bolts in while civilians are bolting out, drawing her small handheld crossbow as she does. The nonlethal dart is coated with a sedative, but it's always better to talk an arrest down, keep their wits about them for questioning.]

Republic City police! Step away from the man and put the sword down, slowly. No one wants any trouble here.

[from the sound of it, there's a mystery to be solved, and Elisa wants to know what it us.

Tch....

[Ryuko glances toward Elisa, scowling at the interruption. Cops. Great. At least it doesn't look like she's one of those metalbenders from the looks of her, but there's no way to know for sure.]

"Just shoot her already! The kid's a psycho!" [The guy's protests cut off abruptly as Ryuko turns the sword and stabs the point into the wall beside his head.]

You just keep quiet until I'm ready to talk to you again. [And then shifting her attention toward Elisa.] Buzz off! This has got nothin' to do with you!

[As Elise walks down an empty lane with some burned-out street lamps, a figure calls out to her from the shadows. His voice has a smug, creepy quality to it.]

Good evening, Detective Maza. I was thinking that you and I should talk.

♣ 5A: Blackmail
[The hour is late, and the night is dark, overcast, and raining lightly. Slade has been following someone, undetected, for an hour now, waiting for them to be alone and away from possible interference. Tucked into his armor, Slade has various sensitive documents and photos that he's knows his target would be desperate to keep secret and safe. Slade can keep a secret, but he considers doing so a favor, and he does not give those out for free. ((Up to you where Slade finds your character alone (an alley, their home, their shop?) and what dirt he may have on them.))]

♣ 5B: Take the Fight to Slade
[Slade has made use of dozens of different bases and safehouses in his career, but this is one of his more elaborate set ups. Apparently Republic City had once intended to build a subterranean rail system, but the project was left unfinished and buried under a pile of bureaucratic red tape. Now the interconnecting tunnels serve Slade as the perfect spot to prepare for his latest machinations.
The mercenary stands in front of a board with newspaper clippings, maps, and diagrams pinned to it, contemplating his next move. His attention shifts as a red light begins to flash at his desk, indicating that he has uninvited guests.
((Slade's been causing a lot of trouble for your character and/or your character's friends, and it's time to (try and) take him down! What specifically he's done to your character is up to you, but can include kidnapping a friend, terrorist plotting, blackmail, etc.))]

♣ 5C: Wildcard
[If you have an idea for any sort of thread, just throw it at me.]

Edited 2014-10-19 18:50 (UTC)

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Test Drive Meme #2

Elisa Maza (AU) | Gargoyles

Shintarou Midorima (AU) | Kuroko no Basket

Mari Maya (AU) | Samurai Flamenco

Jaune Arc (AU) | RWBY

Ryuko Matoi (AU) | Kill la Kill

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Trowa Barton (OU) | Gundam Wing

Tomoe Yukishiro (AU) | Rurouni Kenshin

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Noatak | Avatar: The Legend of Korra

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1. Hope this is okay at least for test driving purposes.

More testing, the better. I'm shaky as hell on him and need the practice.

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5 - Also wow a Gargoyles character, that is awesome

Slade | Teen Titans | AU (mercenary criminal, metalbender, chi-blocker)