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Test Drive Meme 2.

These are the mem’ries that last.
These are the mem’ries that will never pass.
And time waits for no one.
It’s gone in a flash.
And only the mem’ries will last.

Prompt 1:

he forest looms, uninviting and full of menace, an unwelcoming place for sure. Time to go explore! It isn't as though there's anywhere else to go, now that you've looked around the Town.

The trees whack at you with branches that have far too much mobility for normal trees, strange and mutated animals watch from the shadows and boughs, and there’s the constant, constant sense of being watched --

But eventually, nonetheless, you’ll come across a small house in the forest. It sticks out like a sore thumb, bright and colorful, which is probably the first warning that something is way off, and it’s...covered in candy. It’s a candy house! It looks delicious.

(It’s empty, too, not a single soul in it, without even furniture, but everything is otherwise edible and utterly delicious.)

But if you eat the candy? You’re going to have a terrible, overwhelming urge to do one of two things:

Fight the first person you see

Kiss the first person you see

Unfortunate.

Prompt 2:

he problem with a Town like this is that now that color is starting to return, bit by bit? You never really know when color’s going to come back -- or disappear. Maybe you’ve made a delightful, delicious sandwich from handmade bread and tomatoes and deer meat, all of which have color now… and then suddenly, when taking a bite, you get only the taste of ash and bread and tomato as the deer meat loses color.

Also, someone probably died for that color to fade away. Alarming!

Or maybe you’re walking along when suddenly your makeshift clothing is a hideous mix-match of colors; it had seemed fine when it was all grey and colorless!

Or perhaps, even worse, you’re walking out of a house when suddenly, the flowerbed in front of it has full color, bright and maybe a little blinding after so much monochrome. Damn those color mechanics.

Prompt 3:

he quest seems simple, on the Quest Post:

Quest 33:
Feed the Cockatrice.
Requirements: 2 of any color

Key word, of course, is seems. First, you have to find the cockatrice. Maybe grab someone to drag into the woods with you, since there needs to be at least two of you. Time to stomp through the woods in search of the elusive cockatrice.

Of course, once you find it, the quest...looks a bit harder. The monster hisses, ready to turn anyone who approaches to stone, as cockatrice tend to do. What do you even feed that thing? How will you get it to take it without getting stoned up? There are so many questions.

At least the stone will wear off...eventually… if you’re unlucky enough to get petrified.

Prompt 4:

ut hey, you did it! You fed the cockatrice, it seemed satisfied, and now you can go fetch your reward from your home. It must be something amazing, with the work that you put in.

The only change in your home, though, is what looks like a...picture book. It's got a colorful cover (in your character's color shade), and has their name on the cover, so it definitely belongs to them.

And when they flip it open, it's clearly full of pictures scribbled in, as if drawn in scribbly crayon. Unlike the rest of the Town, this book is fully colorful, every shade of the rainbow in those crayon strokes... which depict, page by page, your character's worst moments in their life. Every single last horrific experience or tragic moment -- it's all there, in colorful, cute children's drawings.

Congratulations!

Extra:

Got something in mind? Want to play with the setting more? The sky's the limit, so feel free and make up your own prompts to play with!

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Dunno.

[But he offers his own, opening it to the back (and he's still draping over Ling, because he's too used to him to bother with personal space). It's easier to skim over his own death and work backwards than risk seeing some of the shit in the front.

But he and Ling have gone through a lot. Fu's death, yeah, the old man identified by his mustache, covered in blood; Bradley's body, aged and withered away (he'd been furious he hadn't been the one to kill him, so yeah, shit, of course that's one of his shitty memories); honestly, most of the Promised day is in here, one memory after another, but no, he means to go earlier than that, to--

Ah. Here it is.

Bido's death.]

Well?

[Don't just stack books on him, jesus. Ling objects to that but not being draped all over (there's no such thing as boundaries after body sharing, agreed), but it's time to look at these awful drawings instead. He looks at each of Greed's pages before shifting the books around to flip through his own.

It really is a Promised Day montage, here, with plenty of the same images, and Ling hesitates when he reaches the end (going backwards, so the beginning, but details) because if there isn't a Greed memory before all of this then it's going to be Lan Fan losing her arm and he doesn't want to confront that again, even in crayon scribbles.

But okay, flipping the page reveals... not Bido's death, but oddly enough the jumble of memories of the rest of Greed's gang he'd seen at that time. It must be chronological for each of them, but still—these books just keep getting better and better.]

These must have been confusing to put together. [Should've given them an omnibus edition!! He lifts the corner of the next page and then puts it back down; it's not Lan Fan, it's worse... it's a shoe.]

[Well, that's weird and kind of interesting. And honestly really, deeply traumatic, so much so that he's not even faking a grin anymore. But interesting, yeah, because it's the same exact perspective with wildly different takes, and what's that supposed to mean?

Probably that Ling was more moved by the memories than Bido's death himself. Not to say Greed wasn't fucked up by that, but killing Bido was a trauma unto itself (and honestly, he's sure everyone else's deaths are illustrated somewhere else, so it's not as if they're forgotten).

Anyway. He thought he'd see something about Lan Fan, or maybe something in Xing, but no, it's just . . . something brown?]

What the hell was that?

[TURN THE PAGE or he'll turn it for you, gently but firmly.]

[NO, DON'T... Think about his opinions on total strangers' deaths instead! He has a few more disapproving friendship speeches up his sleeve just waiting to get out there!!]

Nothing. [He slaps his hand down on the book, such that Greed will have to literally tear it from him to see his shame.] A crucial mistake in the history of Xing, that's all.

[AS IF HE WOULDN'T? That book is his, now, thanks baby emperor--]

Is that a shoe? Why the hell is a sho--

[Oh.

Right.

He turns to look back at Ling Yao, emperor of Xing and one of the few men alive who could go toe-to-toe with the personification of avarice himself.]

Really?

[GIVE HIM HIS BOOK BACK??? Cruel fate...]

It was an act of desperation! Of course the memory would last!

[If only Ed were here to be given literally all of the blame for this shoe-eating incident, because what the fuck Ed.]

Listen, I've seen what Gluttony would eat. You definitely could have found something besides the shoe. It's your own fault.

You've never been down there! It's endless, and I was so hungry...

[He's never sounded more pathetic and nasally in his life as this moment.]

It's endless, and he's definitely eaten a bunch of animals over the past year or so. You would've been fine.

[But you settled for a shoe, and he seriously cannot believe this was traumatic enough to make it into the book, but there it is: one boot, freshly boiled.

Yare yare, I would be justified in writing, and yet will refrain.]

What else is in here? That one time you didn't get dessert?

[You just don't understand, Greedo!!!! Whatever, they're moving on and not talking about the shoe incident ever again.]

Hey now, why don't we make fun of your memories instead?

[He's serious... shut up, Greed.]

Ahh, settle down.

[There was literally every justification to mock the shoe, he is unrepentant.]

Tell me instead what color you got, huh?

[Look, the thing right before the shoe is most definitely Lan Fan's arm, he'll never be in the mood to turn this page. Instead he closes the book to reveal the cover, which is very yellow, in fact. Sad, Greed never got to experience his awful yellow jacket.]

It's not bad, I guess...

[That's the real tragedy that starts Greed's book.]

Better then blue. Think it means anything?

[Several pages of just strange fashion from both of them, indeed.]

I couldn't really say... We'd have to look at all of them to find a pattern, first.

[And hey, that sounds like boring bullshit and he'd like someone else to do it for him.]

[Yeah, that sounds boring as shit. Where's a minion when you need one?

He flips his own notebook closed. It's red, of course, matching those weird lines currently covered by his vest.]

Yeah, whatever.

[It's a mystery to keep in the back of their minds. In the meantime, he tugs lightly at Ling, leading him forward. Off to find food? Drink? Find clothes? Probably food, honestly.]

[It's going to be food. Food and a Guy Fieri cosplay shirt, but mostly food, and this is why: it's been a whole few hours so Ling might just die soon if he isn't fed.

To wit, he's tucking the yellow book under his arm (he doesn't really want to keep it, but he doesn't want anyone else to come along and browse it, either) when he opens his mouth to speak, and instead, his stomach gurgles loudly. For several seconds.

It's a lot. But they're moving off in some direction, now...]

Don't faint. I'm not gonna carry you.

[Remember that time Greed freaked out so badly that Ling took control, only for him to collapse in hunger? Greed remembers. But hey, there's a whole house full of food at their place (and in another prompt, which we're just gonna segue into like smooth criminals).

Sure, it turned grey last night, but food is food is food, and Ling will eat anything, up to and including a shoe, so. It's fine.]

[Does Ling actually need to eat that much food or does he forget to eat while wandering the countryside for hours while Greed cries in his ear?? Mysteries of life.

Smash cut to their cool new house that is whichever house was bigger, probably, the red one or the yellow one—and food, most importantly. It looks... not great.]

I have an idea. [A beat, while he pauses to let that sink in. Ready?] We need new food.

[okay but like REALLY]

So go get some.

[He sprawls back on the couch, which is shitty and beat-up and honestly, he insists on the finer things in life but it's amazing what he'll settle for.]

Or trick somebody into getting it for us.

[Ugh, making him do the work... He sighs, short and irritated, but he's clearly going to starve if he doesn't get some real food that isn't grayed out and looks like clay, so - fine! He shrugs as if to say he'll be right back, and like that, he turns and leaves again, right after getting back.

Greed sucks is the moral of this story.

And spoiler: he is not right back at all. In fact he'll be gone far too long for a reasonable food run...]

[He honestly doesn't notice for a while. He's got things to do, small children to recruit into gangs (seriously, Mafuyu doesn't deserve this) . . . but hours pass, and Ling doesn't return, and Greed groans as he gets up and heads out, beause this is such a pain in the ass . . .!]

[That's cool, just let him get lost and also starve, that's fine...

Or: he's done both of these things, and Greed will have to peel him off the ground behind a completely different house, possibly all the way at the other end of the district if not outside it. Why is he here?! Who can say.]

[Ohhhhh my god, Ling. It takes him a fair few minutes to find him, and then he's just lying there, this is just pathetic . . .

Gently, he nudges him with one pointy shoe.]

Hey.

[His savior!! Kicking him, stop that-- he reaches out and flops a hand against Greed's leg rather than get up or roll over.]

Too hungry... Couldn't find food...

[He looks down at him for a long few seconds. He really is not impressed, and this clinging doesn't help. But he really won't move until he's fed or bodily forced somewhere, so . . .

He leans down, grabbing him by the back of his shitty Guy Fieri cosplay and throwing him over one shoulder.]

This is pretty pathetic.

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