Test Drive Meme 2.

[awashmods]

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! Welcome to Awash's second Test Drive Meme! Please check out the FAQ and rules as you test your characters out. The setting is yours to play with, so be creative and have a good time with it! Important dates to remember are May 1st, 9 PM EST, when Reserves will open, and May 7th, 9 PM EST when Applications will open. Keep an eye out for it! As a side note, TDM threads are not canon, so please feel free to assume established CR for the sake of the TDM if it will make threading or showing off your character's voice easier. If you have any questions about the TDM, feel free to ask us here. If there are any other questions, you can catch us via PM, the FAQ or the contact page. Thank you for your interest in Awash!

Comments

[foeyay]

[Kamui's primed lips slam into Keigo's forearm, as does his nose. He pulls back and blinks, not so much surprised as mildly disappointed. He hadn't expected Keigo to have the reflexes (or brain power) to react in time.]

I was trying to kiss you. [Duh.] I certainly wasn't going to hit you. You wouldn't make much of a punching bag.

[asano_san]

I know the difference between getting hit and getting kissed!

[One happens to him and one doesn't.]

Only hot girls are allowed to kiss me with no warning!

[foeyay]

So it's okay if I warn you?

[Kamui's extreme side-eye says he's judging Keigo. Hard. He's the one who just tried to kiss a man he doesn't know, and yet he's the one judging Keigo.]

[asano_san]

I didn't say that!

[What's that look for? He's the one who tried to kiss him out of nowhere.]

You don't get to kiss me ever!

What made you want to do it anyway? [Wait, that sounds too much like someone wanting to kiss him is surprising.] Not that I don't get people lining up to kiss me all the time! But you barely had time to look at me before you did it.

[foeyay]

[Kamui pauses at that. He actually has to think about it, pressing a finger to his chin as he absently rolls his neck. He's never wanted to kiss anyone before, and yet... The moment he caught sight of this guy, it had seemed like a good idea.]

I just felt like it all of a sudden. And holding back isn't my style.

[asano_san]

Just from looking at me? Or was it something I did? The clothes I'm wearing?

[Now that someone has finally found him irresistible, this is vital research.]

[foeyay]

If I had to choose something... Your overwhelming aura of misery.

[asano_san]

[Half a second away from protesting, Keigo thinks back on all of the misery-inducing moments in his life, particularly since arriving here.]

I woke up in a well and I can't go home and hardly anything has color! Of course I'm miserable!

[foeyay]

It's not that bad. [Kamui allows himself a casual glance at their monochrome surroundings.] Red's the only important color anyway.

[...]

Though I won't be drinking from the well for a while.

[asano_san]

[Note to self: don't drink any more water.]

How is that your only problem? You don't care about living in some rundown old house or having to scrounge for food and supplies?

[foeyay]

[A vermilion brow rises as, yes, Kamui continues to judge poor, innocent Keigo.]

Are you saying you have trouble doing those things? You're that weak?

[asano_san]

[Fine! Judge him! He doesn't care about being judged on this.]

Yes, I have trouble with those things! I'm not weak. I'm from the modern world!

[foeyay]

And I'm from outer space. [He hums.] That just makes having to adapt more interesting.

[asano_san]

[Oh, so now he thinks he's an idiot, too?]

Ha ha, very funny. You don't even look like an alien.

[foeyay]

[Kamui smiles sweetly. Then he turns around and kicks a tree. The force of the impact splits the wooden trunk like so much styrofoam. Down she goes.]

[asano_san]

I believe you!

[If he's not an alien, he's at least something supernatural and scary, and he'll agree with anything he says if he just doesn't turn that kicking leg on him.]

[foeyay]

[When he turns back to Asano, it's with genuinely good humor. That had been such an immediate one-eighty switch that it was pretty damn funny.]

There might have been an animal in that tree. Still looking to scrounge some food?

[asano_san]

[How is he supposed to think about food when his life is in danger?

No! This is his chance! It's the perfect excuse to escape.]

I'm going to go do that! [Edging away.] Hunt that animal that ran out of the tree you destroyed like a perfectly harmless alien! Right now! [Just flat-out running at this point.]

[foeyay]

[Kamui watches him go. He pouts only once he's alone again.]

"Perfectly harmless"? Is his brain a casserole?