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Test Drive Meme 3.





Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells,
And cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.




Prompt 1:

t's probably been at least a little while since you managed to climb out of the well, so hopefully you've dried off by now and are enjoying poking around the Town. But who cares about all of that? More importantly, the Town has a new feature this time, for reasons entirely unknown to everyone.

The flowers...seem to be talking. They have no faces, but they will definitely turn to talk to you, and if they have had their color restored, they will very brightly and contentedly compliment you, or your clothing, or wish you well.

If they haven't? Prepare yourself for all sorts of horrible, horrible insults, because that's all that's coming your way.


Prompt 2:

ow are you settling in? Is the Town treating you well? It's not as bad as it used to be; some of the houses have color, some of the food has color and taste as well. It's been polished up a bit since everyone first got here.

Granted, when you wake up that morning to find yourself in full fancy wear of many different types (all colorless, and gender has nothing to do with which you might end up in), you'll find that the Town might not be as well put together as it seems.

You can't get out of the formal wear. It just won't come off, no matter what you do. Which wouldn't be so bad, but... it seems like these clothes will snag on just about everything in the Town, which is far from smooth. Try not to trip over those loose cobblestones, or your dress snagging on a nail sticking out from a door frame. This is really not the place for this sort of clothing.


Prompt 3:

e loves me, he loves me not... that's a pretty familiar game, right? For some reason, the urge to pick one of those flowers and casually pluck the petals from it while playing that game is going to grow stronger and stronger the more flowers you see. Eventually? You're just going to have to cave to it.

(Certainly it doesn't help that the flowers scream a bit when you pull their petals; they still can talk right now, after all!)

She loves you, she loves you not...and by the time you've picked the last petal, you've forgotten who you were even thinking of originally -- instead, the very next person you see is going to be the victim of a very impassioned declaration of love. Don't worry, you'll come back to yourself...after you declare your undying love for everyone to hear.


Prompt 4:

ut no matter how many people tell you not to go into the forest, however, it's still rather enticing, isn't it? It's sitting right there, waiting for you to explore it, waiting for you to just step a little bit out of the Town...

And soon, you're surrounded by the dark boughs of the trees, the twisty, turny paths of the woods, where it feels like you're wandering in circles for hours upon hours --

And then, after ages of tree branches yanking at your hair and roots tripping you up, you find a clearing.

And in that clearing? There's a field of flowers. They're colorless -- strangely eerie because of it, but still distinctly recognizable to the flower familiar as Asphodel. And touching any single one of those flowers will suddenly give you vivid memories of one of your precious friends -- so long as they're dead. Anyone around you is going to experience that flash of memory too, so be careful!


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 third 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!

An important date to remember is September 1st, 9 PM EST, when Applications will open. There will be no reserves for this app round or any future app rounds, so it will be first come, first served applications. 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. You are of course welcome to use prompts from the previous two test drives. Thank you for your interest in Awash!

fivefingerdeathpunch: dramatically focused (alert noise)

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-19 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It was complicated. A family thing. [He remembers Dio's diary, remembers an entry dated mere days before the first time Star Platinum lashed out at someone on his behalf: the old woman shot Dio with a bow and arrow, and that was how the whole mess began.

Shit. If Dio's got more followers still out there...]


How many were made?

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ family always is. (family? like a regular family, or -)

but then he asks that question and giorno isn't quite sure how to answer it. ]


Let's start from the beginning.

[ this guy could easily pass off as a thug. ] I got my Stand powers in Italy, Naples. 2001. Middle school. You?
fivefingerdeathpunch: looking up at something (for me to change the shape I'm in)

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-20 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[2001...? Jotaro glares.]

Is this gonna be some Terminator bullshit?

[He's not here to fuck with time travel, alright?]
tropism: (frontin' more booty than Peru got keys.)

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
It's not uncommon here to encounter people from different points in time, and from different worlds.

[ a pause. ]

It's only a matter of time before we Stand users meet each other.
fivefingerdeathpunch: ominously gripping something for support (gonna turn you into paste)

god, at this rate I'm gonna have to reactivate my paid asap

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-20 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Gimme a break... [Jotaro shoves his hands in his pockets and firmly resolves not to think about the whole time travel thing until later, when it's not in the way of finding out whether Dio's got a successor out there building an army.]

198x, Japan. I'd already started high school. My mom's wound up making her sick. I finally dealt with the guy responsible a couple weeks ago, but he had followers and business partners we never even met who are still out there.

[There, is that enough info to pay for finding out how many Stand users there are in the future?]
tropism: (pic#10538135)

good. suffer

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
... you're not a thug. [ yakuza, right? the language escapes him, but he's pretty sure he's got this one right. ]

In Japan? Or somewhere else?

[ this is starting to sound very familiar. ] ... did he have an arrow?
fivefingerdeathpunch: lightly surprised expression with a dramatic framing (stunned on the inside)

walking6taro.gif

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-20 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[This is starting to sound familiar on both ends, and it turns Jotaro's stomach.]

In Egypt. He had one arrow, but there were more we couldn't find.

[The thug comment goes unaddressed, because he knows how he acts and also Jotaro does know some guys, even if he's not involved himself. Hospitalizing all comers without breaking a sweat tends to do that.]

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ giorno frowns. can he trust this man? he doesn't know. he has to take a leap of faith. there are too many things going on in his mind, and he wrestles with each stray thought as he tries to grapple with the reality of the situation. how much can he say? what can he reveal? he barely knows him. they have met here out of coincidence.

egypt. everything seems to go back there. ]


.... I destroyed one in Naples. [ a pause. ] It was accidental. But I believe it was fully destroyed. [ and the other one, he inherited, the other one, he kept - he had it - ]
fivefingerdeathpunch: talking, looking kind of neutral bordering on dismissive (I can't feel my face)

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-20 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[That's one less to worry about, at least after whatever havoc can be wrought in the thirteen years between them at home. Jotaro can't quite bring himself to smile, but he relaxes at the news.]

Good. The fewer of those things there are in the world, the harder it'll be for some psycho with delusions of world conquest to become unstoppable. [He should've said global conquest, but you know what? Freudian slip.]
tropism: (pic#10538134)

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
That's true. [ giorno says slowly, carefully looking into The Abyss. The Abyss doesn't say much, just reminds him of the colosseum. a man who can't die. a boy with gold hair he got from his father in egypt. ]

We have similar goals, then. That's good to hear.

My name is Giorno. [ he's been introducing himself without his last name for a while, since it doesn't really matter here. ] I'd be glad to help you around town during your stay. It gets lively here from time to time.
fivefingerdeathpunch: smiling with eyes closes (okay. maybe not so bad.)

[personal profile] fivefingerdeathpunch 2018-08-20 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Jotaro is probably a fool to accept that declaration of peaceful intent after all the shit he's been through the last couple of months, but fuck it, he likes it when he doesn't actually have to fight anyone.]

Jotaro. I'd appreciate the backup.

[He's definitely a fool for being so friendly with someone as familiar-looking as Giorno, but he totally saw a guy who looked like Arabic Clint Eastwood when they were in the Middle East, so he's letting it slide for now.]
tropism: (pic#10360048)

[personal profile] tropism 2018-08-20 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
'Backup' comes with payment, and I'm here working without a tip. Be careful, Jotaro.

[ but he's smiling, anyway. ]

We should get out of here. [ giorno glances around. ] It's quiet now, but ... you never know. Stranger things have happened in the forest.