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Test Drive Meme 4.


Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater, Had a wife and couldn’t keep her; He put her in a pumpkin shell, And there he kept her very well.
Prompt 1: t's cold. There's snow on the ground in this nebulous winter month, and hopefully you've found some ratted coats or blankets to drape over your shoulders, because the weather doesn't seem to be warming up at all. The snow has color, so at least it's not a weird, sickly grey color, but even so... It's not very comfortable or pleasant, especially when you consider none of the houses have heating. You might also want to be careful -- roofs that had seemed previously stable are now proving that they are much less so than you first thought; with the piling on of snow, that roof might just be collapsing right on top of you. Prompt 2: alloween was a great time in the Town! Too bad you missed it, because it seems like it was a party. And like all parties, the clean up is...well, it still needs doing. There are pumpkins everywhere, rotting rapidly now in a way that almost seems uncanny and not quite right, and on top of that? There are random bones everywhere, in a sinister, deep red color. Er, maybe you should pick those up. They're all thankfully otherwise normal, but also, try not to trip over random, half-rotted pumpkins lurking under the snow. Turns out if you touch one of those rotting pumpkins, so long as it was carved, you'll find yourself in part of a sexy Halloween costume, much like the Town has been plagued with over the last month. Wow, unfortunate. Prompt 3: n the end, though, the real trouble for people wandering the Town and still getting to know it is that... something is playing some sort of mischief on you. When you go wandering into the woods to gather firewood, you'll find that the moment you put any of it down to go gather more? It's gone, disappearing just like that, as if it was never there. Don't worry, though! If you go looking, you'll probably find it in someone's house, or right next to someone, or even in their arms all of a sudden! They must have stolen your hard-earned firewood, which is really quite rude. Maybe you should do something about that. (You really can't trust pixies, that's for sure; sorry if you were going about your day when they suddenly dumped a ton of firewood on you.) Prompt 4: ut the weird thing about winter is how gloomy and grim it is. The snow mutes the small amounts of color that were brought back with the Town, and slowly, things feel less and less cheerful, and less and less warm. ... Wait, no, maybe that isn't just a feeling. The longer you spend in the snow, the more of your own color is sapped away. That...can't possibly be normal! And the more of your color fades away, the more your emotions are dulled as well. Excitement fades away, happiness seems like a distant thought, even worries aren't even a thing that can get to you anymore -- Thankfully, it's an easy fix; just dump a blanket on someone or hug them close to warm them up or shove them next to a fire, and their color will rapidly come back. Still, maybe you should be careful out in that weather. 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 November 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 test drives as well. Thank you for your interest in Awash!

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Prompt 1

The cold might trouble the other denizens of the Town, but Antarcticite was built for this climate--quite literally.

And with the frigid drop in temperatures and heavy snow fall comes familiar responsibilities, which go a long way to offset the persistent, needling anxiety that has plagued them ever since their arrival in the Town. It is no use to obsess over their fears; instead, Antarcticite sets out from their modest dwelling one crisp morning, a shovel slung over their shoulder and determination in their eyes.

They cannot solve every mystery in this strange place--but if nothing else, they can be of use.

Prompt 4

The first indication that something is amiss with this otherwise stern and industrious gem is when mid-day finds them standing in the middle of a pristine expanse of untouched snow, simply gazing in numb, unbothered silence towards the horizon.

They had been thinking of Adamant; they know this intellectually, although it seems strange to them now that the thought of their mentor had occupied their thoughts so completely prior to this moment. What was all the fuss about the other gems anyway? Almost drowsily, they look down at their shovel, and then waver unsteadily on their feet.

Undoubtedly the snow prevents them from breaking when they tip over and land with a soft 'whmph' in the snow bank, but there is a slight risk that they might be indistinguishable from the rest of the white landscape before too long.

I.

[Is it cold? Is it? For some people this might be considered freezing and less than ideal, but for a certain viking this is almost just like home. Hiccup doesn't seem bothered by the snow, casually making his way down the streets of the town to get a look. Every now and then he'll stop, taking something out of a small pouch tied to his side. He's…definitely in the way as he crouches down, brushing some snow out of the way to flip over a large piece of parchment to begin drawing out a map of the town.

This continues for a while. You can find him in Bluo, Flavo and Ruga performing the same action. You can also find him on the rooftop of a building to get a better look! How did he get up there? Don't worry about it. A large shadow seems to loom overhead but Hiccup is unfazed as he tries to get a view of the layout.

Unfortunately, nobody warned him about the rooftops being less than stable and he suddenly yells in surprise as the roof gives under his weight, sending him falling straight down possibly right in your house. Snow flies everywhere and he lands pretty hard, but he settles for looking at his surroundings before his eyes settle on you. …sooory about that?]

It looks better with a skylight, don't you think? [Thanks Hiccup.]

III.

[He should be gathering firewood, or supplies, or doing anything useful but no. Instead Hiccup ventures out into the woods to see what else he can see. He's not alone, of course. A large creature lumbers after him, waddling his way through the trees and occasionally dodging some of the low-hanging branches. As Hiccup begins to gather sticks, he starts creating a pile. The moment he turns his back, however, he finds that both sticks and his dragon are gone.]

Toothless? [These aren't related, but Hiccup doesn't know that.] Where'd you go, bud? [The sticks are temporarily forgotten, but he begins to walk again and comes across someone else in the woods holding his hard-earned pile of lumber.]

Where..where did you get that? [And what did you do with his dragon?]

IV.

[When you come from an island that's (supposedly) mostly cold and miserable for three fourths of the year, you don't think much about winter. Winter is just a season and you carry on as you normally would. Or, at least, you do if you're Hiccup. He doesn't feel like going inside for the time being since he needs to scout everywhere, but the longer he lingers the more his color vanishes. Does he notice? No, of course not. Hiccup's off in his own little world focused on what Hiccup wants to focus on. It's why whenever someone comes across him he turns, green eyes suddenly dull as he gives a cursory glance. It's not exactly friendly, but it's not really anything. He doesn't even seem to notice that his metal foot is sinking into a pile of snow.]

Hey. [An equally flat tone.] What is this place?

[He would normally have a lot more questions but…eh.]

wildcard aka the dragon

[At some point, Hiccup settles down not far from a place in Ruga. It's still cold and snowy out, but he's content leaning against Toothless and leeching body heat from his dragon. Looking over his newly-crafted map, Hiccup doesn't seem too interested in people-watching just yet.

Too bad Toothless is, and he's set his eyes on you. There's an inquisitive little growl at anyone who comes to close, head up and eyes wide. His ears flicker a bit, and if you're looking at him he tilts his head. Hello. New friend?

Alternatively, if you flat-out ignore both of them, a long, dark tail suddenly lashes forward to sweep you off your feet. Enjoy the snow!]

1. ⇨

_{[ You know, he likes to think he's a pretty good person. On top of being a pro-hero and English teacher, he also likes to entertain the masses. It was his passion, after all, to ensure that people are enjoying themselves and, you know, rev up the crowd during any major event. He even liked providing music for people to enjoy on the radio! So yeah, Hizashi thought he was a pretty kindhearted and generous person and despite having an arrogant air to him, he was pretty considerate of others.

So why the hell would something like this happen to him?

He wasn't even doing anything specific to cause the roof of his little cottage to cave in. No matter where you're at in Chroma, you'll hear a shriek that echoes across the entire city. The closer you are, the louder it is— and thankfully, his screaming isn't enough to bust anyone's ear drums or cause them to bleed, but good lord.. it's a shocking sound for a full grown adult male to make. It almost doesn't sound human, frankly. ]}

EEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAACCCK!
_{[ Go check it out? He's right over there beneath the big pile of snow in the middle of his house. Maybe you'll be able to spot the fin of flaxen hair peeking up from the top as he struggles to free himself. ]}

4. ⇨

_{[ Anyone who knows Mic knows that this kind of low key and mellow behavior isn't really like him at all. Sure, he amps up his persona quite a bit when the spotlight is on him, but in general, he was a pretty energetic individual naturally. His hair wasn't even styled up today— was it even groomed properly? Definitely not a good sign. He wasn't sure why he wasn't feeling himself, and of course he had taken notice to the way the colors on his body had dulled and found that quite strange like most of the antics that happen in this place.

He's taking a stroll as lethargically as possible and catches sight of a small bonfire in the distance and half contemplates going over there simply because it's cold, but instead he turns to whoever is next to him and— with the most gloomy expression and monotone voice— asks a question that seems to be out of nowhere: ]}

Oiiii, in your opinion, what is true happiness?

_{[ before you can even answer: ]}

To what extent do you shape your own destiny, and how much is down to fate?
_{[ this is scary..... please make him stop... ]}

i. this is basically summer, y'all are wimps

[ this isn't berk, where it snows nine months out of twelve and hails the other three. ergo astrid doesn't really count it as winter. besides, there isn't any heating in the houses but "heating" is a fire or better yet a dragon - and she has the ability to make both of those things. the weather isn't even a minor inconvenience so much as it's a fact of life.

another fact of life is that occasionally dragons need to perch.

the roofs that can't hold the snow? yeah, they can't hold a decently sized dragon so well either, so congrats on your roof falling in with a startled decently sized lady covered in scales. she trills indignantly as soon as she catches herself on the floor and immediately goes to flap her wings to try to take off, which...

knocks more of your shit on the ground or out of place, probably. oops.

and then to top things off, your front door bursts open (possibly through the application of a forceful kick if need be) and a blonde girl with an axe races in. ]

Stormfly!

[ yeah she might. apologize about your house later but she's immediately going to check on the dragon instead, free hand going to stormfly's snout as she checks for injuries. sorry your home is less important than her giant lizard cat, man. ]

ii. i had to make this as stupid as possible

[ astrid? astrid ignores the rotting pumpkins, because she has basically zero intrest in rotting fruit. she's limber enough to doge them and doesn't think about them twice.

stormfly, though. stormfly sees some round things that look like Toys (to a dragon, many things look like Toys) and promptly goes to nose one out of the snow, hopping a little like a bird over to one and away from her rider, who seems to be hauling water back to wherever she's staying.

remember this huge dragon i linked last prompt. well. now she's a huge dragon in a sexy star wars bikini. dragon-sized!

obviously this startles the everliving fuck out of the dragon, who makes rumbling noises of confused maybe-discontent, and when astrid looks back, tensing, she just.

hm.

well, she does what you would usually do when faced with a dragon in a bikini and her mouth falls open in a half-startled laugh and there's a blank: ]

What. [ just

what???????? what. how did this happen. why did this happen. she's putting the buckets of water down to go and examine what the hell is happening here. perhaps surprisingly astrid looks more amused than distressed, although confusion is definitely a bigger portion of what she's feeling right now than anything else. ]

iii. that was hers fuck you

[ so, hey. you suddenly find yourself in possession of a huge amount of firewood, all neatly and evenly chopped in a really professional manner. wow? lucky you?

except you also shortly find yourself in possession of a viking who gestures at you menacingly with an axe. she...probably won't hurt you? maybe? ]

Hey! What do you think you're playing at??

[ just give her the wood and no one has to get hurt, okay ]

iii. a softer side

[ here's the thing about astrid: despite being generally unquestionably tough, she's also actually a pretty decent person. and she's actually pretty empathetic. it doesn't always come easy or natural, but given the chance she's a protector more often than she isn't.

so if you happen to be feeling a loss of color? it's not impossible that a warm blanket will be thrown over your shoulders. maybe rough and calloused hands will warm yours between hers, and maybe she'll basically steer and manhandle you over to a fire she's built. there's a dragon keeping the flame stoked high. yes i absolutely needed to link that picture fifty times why do you ask.

there's even a warm drink shoved into your hands! although astrid...made it herself, so if you actually get a sense of emotion and feeling back and drink some you might want to spit it out. she's tried out making spiced and heated yaknog. which is made wih eggs and cabbage and yak milk and other unpalatable shit, and she had to substitute a lot of it, so...

uh, well, it's warm? but also disgusting.

the twenty-year-old viking looks helpful despite this. ]

Hey, drink up. It'll help. [ maybe do not and just stick to the other methods of warmth, which you can respond to as if she stopped there if you don't want to experience astrid hofferson's cooking. ]

wildcard/fetch

[ while i will accept any prompts thrown at me, perhaps you'd like to play a game? if your character happens to drop anything or throw anything away, they might find that it comes back to them.

not through mysterious magical means, though. no, it comes back to them via a dragon i'm linking again because she's fucking gorgeous and blue. stormfly drops the item back in front of your character and looks expectant and pleased with herself.

FETCH? PLAY FETCH????? you might want to entertain the large dragon, although ignoring her won't have any real ill effects beyond a sad dragon. which is maybe the greatest negative effect of them all. ]

Edited 2018-10-25 02:28 (UTC)

[ look. look. i'll be the first to admit that dave's house is a disaster zone at least fashion-wise (hopefully hiccup did not land on lady tibia). but obviously dave's reaction to both snow and COLD suddenly being let into his house even more than usual is a distressed noise and a sort of.

flapping his hands at the ceiling? and then at hiccup? DO YOU SEE THE PROBLEM HERE. ]

What, no, look. A skylight is definitely not cool? Or it's cool in the wrong way because it's fucking freezing, what the shit. Why do people always put gratuitous holes in my house? You're not even a girl, what the fuck.

[ girls are at least NOTORIOUS house ruiners (jade) (rose) (points at eyes points at them) ]

ii.

[ what do you mean the party has stopped by the time THE WORLD'S CUTEST walked in? that's really unfair? sooooo unfair! the fact that she's stuck in clean-up duty with all these other peons doesn't help her mood either.

she still has to keep up appearances though, deciding to help out anyway to show everyone how it's done. but when she picks up one of those carved-out pumpkins, there was a poof, and suddenly she's all donned in a witch costume that's... nothing like her older, cuter one back home?! this really is unfortunate, but - ]

Teehee, whoops! Cagliostro seemed to have picked up the wrong pumpkin, but at least she can still be cute like this, right? ♪

[ oi, she's talking to you, bub. answer honestly, or else. ]

iii.

[ someone really had the gall to play a trick on her of all people. it doesn't even take cagliostro that long to find her presumed culprit, eyeing the bundle of firewood that she'd painstakingly collected (with a literal snap of her fingers, really). and while it'd be easy to reduce said culprit into smithereens, she instead approaches her unfortunate target with a skip to her step, stopping right before them with a beaming smile. ]

Excuse me~? That's my pile you're holding!

[ then her expression changes into slightly more sinister, a wicked grin as she puts her hand on her hips as if to block your way. ]

You're really not planning on running off with them, are you?

wildcard
[ throw me with everything you have in mind! im still voicetesting her, but if you wanna play out other things, feel free to send a PM or a PP over at

jikochuu! ]

Edited 2018-10-25 02:29 (UTC)

[Boy, that was a real yell, wasn't it? Ochako hurries to its source just as fast as she can, worriedly peeking her head through the front door to spot a pair of legs that can only belong to—]

Mic-sensei?

[Hmm, yes, let her just run right the heck over and begin pushing the small mountain of snow off of him. Why is snow so heavy? And so cold? Damn!]

Don't worry! I'll get you out as fast as I can, just— [Sit... tight? Wait patiently? Nah, that's not a very reassuring thing to say.] C-Can you let me know if you're okay?

[Can he even BREATHE...]

_{[ A real yell? It was hardly anything in his opinion. You'd think having his Quirk for so long he'd learn how to tone it down, but he couldn't help himself when he got energized or surprised... and this was certainly surprising. Who the hell let's their roof to just cave in on them? This guy, apparently.

And no, he can't really breathe, which is probably a good thing.. otherwise he might just scream all the snow off of him (and nobody needs that right now.)
If it's so heavy, maybe Ochako can make it lighter!

A good sign, though, his legs are beginning to wiggle, crumbling some of the snow off of him. It sounds like he might be saying something, but it's pretty incoherent. ]}

Prompt 1

[ A collapsing roof you say? Well he's not nearly as bothered by it as most people should be. In fact that crumbling roof will actually fall around him rather than on him. He looks unperturbed as he eyes whoever else may have been caught in his protective bubble or possibly he'll go and help whoever was not. But for Aizen it's only because he might have use for you. ]

Prompt 2

[ So by some small miracle Aizen actually did touch one of those rotting pumpkins and is now walking around in this little number. He doesn't actually seem to care? And even if he did he doesn't show it, such is the life of Aizen. ] Amusing, really.

[ He just sounds so...sarcastic when he says that. Is he mad? We just don't know... ]

Prompt 4

[ Can he actually lose color and any more emotion than he already has? Probably not, but his color is completely gone as he wanders through the town. He'll be eyeing his own hand with a rather amused smirk. ] Quite a convenient effect, to remove all emotion. But I do wonder...for those of us who had little to begin what exactly was supposed to be achieved.

[ He was already devoid of emotion to begin with so this isn't really affecting him as badly. ]

Wildcard me up!

[ He'll be wandering through the town mostly just watching and observing people. He can be approached and asked questions as well! He can be found in Bluo's harbor procuring a sample of that black liquid to bring back with him to test and examine. He'll also be walking and drifting through the forest by himself just to see what's out there. ]

[ It’s cold. Quite cold. Almost bitterly so. But snow and ice alike are friend to Mikleo, so he’s not out of his element whatsoever, (there’s a pun in there, somewhere). Regardless, it’s not every day he’s pulled up and out of a well into an entirely different town -- perhaps even a different world, is his preliminary suspicion based on a brief glance around -- so he is indeed out of sorts, just not freezing.

...Yet.

By the time he’s able to communicate with someone, that status may have changed. The trouble is, from what he can tell, there are only humans here. Which isn’t normally an issue, but... they can’t see or hear him. (Or, so it was where he comes from.) Makes for an obscene amount of privacy, which is nice; conversely, it’s a major complication in asking someone where he is.

Ah, well. He’ll just have to listen in, then, and hope he can overhear someone mention it in casual conversation. So if you happen to see a lithe figure perhaps dressed a bit too ornately for this place who might be kind of a bit awful at hiding his eavesdropping, just say hello!

Just. Don’t be surprised if he looks at you like you’re crazy. ]

III.

[ And speaking of crazy, now there’s this. Mikleo is absolutely, 110% certain he had found a pile of firewood left unattended out in the snow, scooped some up, and carried it back to Town. Yet, no sooner than he makes his delivery and turns back for more, he finds the original pile fully restored. Fresh snowflakes on it, even.

He’s familiar with games like this, but. Who could it be, here? A sneaky normin? No; he’s pretty sure that’s not the case. ]

...This isn’t funny.

[ That’s his formal, verbal complaint lodged with the perpetrator, whomever and wherever they are. ]

IV.

[ For being someone normally bathed in such unmistakable tones, seeing them slowly fade into nothingness is a little alarming. It doesn’t seem to bother him, though. Or even to faze him, really; as if it’s happening outside his awareness. Before he realizes it, the keen workings of his mind start to slow, his confusion and frustration with finding himself here, in parts unknown, quieting to a mellow apathy.

By the time he finally bumps into someone, (perhaps literally), the color will even have fled from the tips of his hair, leaving it a pure snowy, silvery white, clothing painted in gentle pastels. He offers no comment to strangers; but, then again, he’s not used to being readily visible to them, either. ]

wildcard.

[ got something in mind for mikleo? don’t see it here? hit me up!

tangential ]

[Leg wiggling is... something? A quiet Mic, however, is Disturbing indeed, which is why doubles her snow-removing effort. If only Deku were here! He'd shove all of the snow off at once. With one hand, even! One finger! Just—bam! But since he's probably halfway across town at this very moment—]

J-Just stay calm, okay? I'm right here with you!

[Stay calm, says the panicking person. Riiiiiight. But it's only as she tries to push a HYUGE chunk of snow off the top of the pile that she realizes... oh, yeah! She should probably make this stuff float! Give her a few seconds to send a ton of snow floating upward in, like, a reverse snowfall, before Mic's weird-ass hair finally comes into view.]

Almost there, Mic-sensei!

[And it's true? She is almost there, but as she removes more and more snow from around his head, she's probably going to accidentally smack him in the forehead. Ouch! And if that wasn't bad enough, is he... slowly drifting upward along with the snow? Hmm...]

_{[ Good hero work, Ochako! Hizashi has nooooo idea how nervous you are sounding (granted, he's a little hard of hearing but that stuttering is just way too obvious.)

He can feel relief as the weight of the snow drifts off of him, which— well done, but he practically barks when he feels his forehead smacked by Ochako's enthusiastic rescue. He feels light as a feather as a lot of the weight is off of him, it's great, but then— ]}

...???

_{[ wait a second, that isn't just the sensation of having snow off of you.. ]}

_{[ OH GOD HE'S FLYING AWAY. Straight up in the air— right through the hole in his roof that collapsed, and then: ]}

IIYAAAA! Hey hey hey! Put me down! Put me down!
_{[ catch him frantically gripping onto anything so he doesn't, like... float away into space.. bye felicia. ]}

ii. lets decluttered the town

[ If there's one thing Jade is good at, it's cleaning up in a hurry! The poor pumpkins were brutally murdered and are now rotting faster than people can get rid of them. She does hope that someone saved a bunch of seeds for replanting. It'd be nice to help garden when the snow clears up. Or well... Jade could always start a garden in her room and just shrink it down so it doesn't take up so much space.

Hehe, space.

For now, she's focusing on getting these poor bones and decaying pumpkins out of here before things start to get smelly. What this means is her standing over her target and with a ZAP! the items are just gone. Don't ask her where they went, it's probably better not to know. ]

One down! A whole bunch more to go!

[ All would be well and good if not for the fact that she takes a step back and her ruby red slipper smooshes through the remains of a sad pumpkin. It results in a change of fashion and Jade lifts her foot out of the squishy orange gourd. ]

Aww! What happened?

iii. no one zap-steals her wood

[ Having grown up on an island where it's warm all of the time means Jade does not like the snow. It reminds her a great deal of the early days of LOFAF when there was nothing but the white stuff everywhere and she was expected to breed frogs. Technically, she would be perfectly warm even in the vacuum of space but there's something about a nice warm fire going.

Her method of chopping down trees isn't quite what one would expect for... well anyone. She's using her ~~dog~~god-tiered powers to relocate whole trees just a hair to the side - changing the angle so that it lays flat. No sense in squishing anyone. Then Jade proceeds to shrink the whole thing down to a more manageable size. Each tree is more like a small log for the fireplace. Of course, she whole-heartedly plans to share her haul with John and Dave but it's easier to carry when it's small.

Or it would be if not for the fact that it disappears before she can even gather it all up. ]

Hey!!! Who took my wood?

[ If it ended up in the hands of someone in the visual vicinity, she marches over to them. Pushing up her glasses and huffs. ] Hand it over.

[ Perhaps it's the case of it ending up in someone's house and if that's the case, well, please pardon the literal sudden intrusion of a sixteen year old girl with a set of white dog ears perched on top of her head. Much like the wood was zapped in, so too does the girl but with a flare of bright green. ]

I think you have something that belongs to me.

iv. she's already black and white

[ All of Jade's clothes are already in monochrome colors - as if she stepped out of a black and white movie. It might be hard to tell if she's actually lost color but the girl can be found out and about town anyway. She definitely makes a stop by the library to collect a few books to read back at her house and yes, technically Jade can just teleport everywhere and anywhere inside of town but sometimes walking there is nice.

At the moment, she seems to be in the town garden down on her knees and digging through the snow with her bare hands. Someone should probably get her inside before she loses what little bit of color she does have. ]

wildcard

[ So being mixed with a dog gives Jade some odd tendencies. Unfortunately, it does put her at odds with certain feline creatures found about town. She's gotten a fairly good handle on keeping those tendencies in check but she sometimes can't help it.

So sorry if Jade is currently chasing and harassing someone's cat. It's mostly harmless woofing and she is letting them have the high ground. ]

[ they've discussed before how much dave is Not Down For Snow. like, fuck snow? he hates snow. why the fuck is jade out in the snow instead of warm at home??? probably in this au where she exists in awash dave and john immediately dragged her into their home because > jade < and she's maybe been gone long enough dave ~~got bored~~ felt the need to go locate his currently missing bestie.

only to find her

digging in the snow.

dave's actually not sure if this is weird chroma shit or weird jade shit but he comes over anyway, buried in a hoodie and jacket combo. ]

Harley, what in the fresh hell are you even doing. This is not snow angel weather. No weather is snow angel weather, for the record. Like, zilch. I know you believe otherwise because you're basically insane, but I'm here to spread the gospel truth that winter sucks pasty white ass. Specifically mine.

[It's probably no surprise that John also headed out to start cleaning up the town again. Given the fact that he's always made his bed each morning (and still does), he finds it easy to fall into a pattern and remove splattered pumpkin parts from the main streets of the district they're in. Granted, he's still floating in the air and using the wind to pick them up and toss them to the side, but nobody said he had to do things the hard way.

As such, he comes back around just in time to find Jade with pumpkin guts all over her shoe and a witch outfit that is definitely not of the dogtier kind. Instead of being, like, useful...he just laughs at her.]

That's the town's sense of humor. At least you're still a witch?

[ If anyone is aware of how much Dave if Not Down For Snow, it's Jade. Never has anyone heard as much about how he hates it as much as she has. Except maybe John at this point. Even then she's got a good head-start on her bro. Everyone should very much be happy that there aren't any frogs to try and wrangle on top of the snow-filled landscape. And in this AU Jade cheerfully accepted that dragging because she had plenty of time living "alone" on the ship in the altered timeline John created.

Except even a girl needs Some Space from her bro and bestie on occasion.

Which... she could have just done by shrinking down and hanging out in her room but this is way more fun.

This is a whole new bag of weird shit - officially dubbed Weird Chroma Jade Shit. Her hands are dirty but she looks calm digging in the snow. ]

Oh, what a good idea Dave, we should make snow angels! [ The words are spoken with a slight lackluster cheer and her expression is a bit odd. Odd as it there's barely a smile for the cheer she's supposedly feeling, her eyes are also a tad gray-ish. Look at what you've brought upon yourself, Dave. ] But I'm not out here to make snow angels... or snowdog angels. [ Is that a thing? It's a thing now. ]

I'm collecting everything I need to make a garden! [ She lifts a pile of dirt and places it in a pail next to her. ]

[ Even though she was not part of the Halloween fun, Jade is all about spending time with John. It feels as if she's barely gotten to at all between him dying, coming back after rewriting history and her being grimbark before being put to sleep. They should definitely be coordinating their clean-up - with John doing his wind thing to put them in a pile and her doing her space thing to make them disappear.

But that seems like cheating a bit and would make their task end that much sooner. She knows John would hang out with her if she asked but this could be fun too. And well, he laughs at her though it isn't done cruelly. ]

The town should get a better sense of humor. I'm a cold witch. Soon I'll be a witchicle.

[ And if she has to wear a costume, then John should too. Which means she proceeds to ZAP a bit of gross pumpkin an inch above his shoulder. ]

[ ...wow, okay. that's just immediately wrong. not the garden thing, that seems perfectly jade and dave's often wished she were around to take over the garden he started up on the grounds she would be better at it, and it's totally jade to want to do it in the middle of winter and not let anything stop her, but -

but jade harley being lackluster about cheer and having barely a smile? that's super fucking wrong and dave shifts from play-mocking annoyed to worried in zero seconds. her eyes are supposed to be vibrant green and she's supposed to smile and probably bicker with him about how awesome snow is, so.

he's at her side in a split second of flashstep, reaching down to touch her arm lightly, like he isn't sure he's allowed. ]

Hm. While I'm cool with you taking over as head gardener, maybe it should be a later project? I have some packets for hot apple cider back home. We can make some of that and tell terrible stories and gossip about John?

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[ Sans is a skeleton. As that logic stands, he can not get cold. However, any poor sap that has to live with him certainly can. ] welp. [ He and his roomie stand in front of the rubble that is the caved in roof. The snow decorates bits and pieces of the living room almost tastefully.

It's hard to tell how he finds both amusement and bitterness in this situation through his permanent grin. ]

thought this place would've lasted longer than a day. [ You think with a town that has so much magic, they'd at least shell out some money for a better house. ]
snow big deal.

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[ Sans doesn't help out, only really observes everyone else cleaning up the mess of the residents here. He's been approached a few times, ending with a quick deflection and end of the conversation unless he thinks he can get more.

[ He wonders how he doesn't notice the only splash on color against the snow on the ground - the red of the random bones scattered on the ground. Drops of sweat slide down his skull at the immediate assumption that his brother got here before him. But there's no dust. Just bone. Then skulls. Things that closely resemble his own anatomy, but are still alien in themselves. So that begs the question.. ]

hey.

[ Hello person who's cleaning up nearest to him! Sans looks as casual as a talking skeleton can. Quietly trying not to jump to conclusions. ]

you wouldn't happen to know anything about how these bones got here.. would ya?

[ He's trying to leave the Real Bad Vibes this place has, but in the process of leaving.. his pink slipper bumps into a rotting pumpkin. You wanna know what a sexy teletubby looks like? Heels and all, Sans is subjected to the worst kind of torture. A bad outfit. ]

uh.

[ He shimmies his jacket over himself, trying to put the hood up in both panic, embarrassment, and irritation. What kind of magic is this?? ]

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[ Sans has spent the majority of the day trudging through the snow in his slippers, something he is already used to from his time at home. It doesn't occur to him that something so ordinary and plain like walking could do something so detrimental to him - like steal his color. If someone passes by him, they'll see his once vibrant blue jacket fading, the pearly white of his bones dulling. Now would be the perfect time to throw a blanket on him and hug what little mass there is....!!!!! ]

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[ or throw anything at me.. sans will probably be napping around town in places he considers ''''''safe''''' and standing suspiciously over the well 24/7 ]

[Okay, someone who doesn't like the winter. Not exactly someone Hiccup can relate to, but he lets Dave rant even as he's looking at the ceiling again. There's no problem? Clearly? But also what??]

Do you have a lot of girls making holes in your roofs?

[ Under most circumstances, Jade would be gung-ho about taking over the garden project - though would likely drag Dave in to help her grow the plants faster. She started this with a great deal of enthusiasm and happy that there was something she could do to help out but a powerful force seems to have sapped that.

Oh, she still wants to but what started as a fun project is now just a task. Once upon a time, Jade loved filling her house with flowers and various food plants and with her space witch-y powers, could do that again. Except not actually take over all of the common areas.

Dave's hand is warm no matter how light the touch and she doesn't brush it off or even seem upset. Instead, she looks up at him with those oddly colored eyes that seem to slowly fade to gray. ]

With our powers we could easily make it a now project. This way everyone has fresh food even in winter. [ But Dave seems really concerned about her so... ] I guess I do have enough dirt to start with and that does sound nice.

[ She just captchalogues that pail with dirt and gets to her feet. ] Do you want to walk back?

[ At least Jade asks before zapping them around town. ]

And ripping out my toilet, yeah. It's a girl thing. [ IS IT REALLY. anyway. ] You are gonna help me fix this before my roomie gets back.

[ since

dave fucking sucks at fixing houses??? this isn't in his skillset. hiccup clean up your mess. ]

[ they could definitely make it a now project. dave mentioned to john once that the garden would be so much better if jade were there, if they could do more than just have dave speed things out of season. jade could make food big or small and she actually knew things about gardening, instead of dave who simply had to guess. the time, yeah, that was easy to manipulate - but actually keeping plants alive wasn't always easy.

he's not even sure how a bucket of dirt will help her.

but jade agrees to go and dave reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder even though he's pretty sure she can zap them without it. it's just comforting to know where john and jade are, to have them in contact when he can, and dave's maybe a bit more physically affectionate with the harleyberts than other people would expect. ]

I absolutely do not want to walk through this winter wonderland.

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Test Drive Meme 4.

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Antarcticite | Houseki no Kuni

Hiccup | How to Train Your Dragon

hizashi yamada (present mic) | bnha

astrid hofferson | how to train your dragon

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cagliostro / granblue fantasy

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Aizen Sousuke | Bleach

Mikleo | Tales of Zestiria

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Jade Harley | Homestuck

iv i will just assume they already did the "where am i" for the sake of the thread ok

ii i will also assume they did the "where am i" dance if that's chill o:

we are down with the time shenanigans

we are all about hopping on thru the timestream like Doctor Who

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sans the skeleton | undertale

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