Test Drive Meme.

[awashmods]

Wall-flowers, wall-flowers Growing up so high, We are all young maidens And we shall all die

Prompt 1: t happens in a flash. One second you're wandering the Town, living your casual, day-to-day life, and the next? You're suddenly face to face with a sweet fairy godmother. She's beautiful, and kind, and warm-hearted, tutting at you gently and encouraging you to just "answer a few questions for me, dearie". If you don't, she'll just keep following you around, so maybe you should just get it over with...? The questions she asks, are, well... a little personal. Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever had sex? Have you ever been jealous of someone else? Have you ever stolen? Have you ever been unkind? The questions go on and on in that vein, growing increasingly unfair, until there's one you just can't answer -- and then she sighs, shaking her head, and declares you "not pure of heart at all". And then she'll cast a curse on you, before disappearing in a poof of nothingness. The curse can do any of the following things: 1. Force you to only speak the truth, no matter how you try. 2. Make your powers run amuck, no matter how competent you are with them otherwise. 3. Just generally remove your inhibitions, so that you'll do things you'd normally be convinced are a bad idea. Of course, if you're totally pure of heart and can answer everything yes a la Disney princesses, you won't get cursed at all. She'll pat you on the head before disappearing, you lucky duck, you. Prompt 2: t comes upon you like an absolutely ridiculous urge, one that's surely the Town's doing -- one moment you're walking, the next, the moment you see someone else, you feel the urge to intensely, fiercely engage in an insults battle. This can take the form of flowery Shakespearean insults, or a rap battle, or who knows what else -- all your character knows is that they desperately have to win this battle of insults with this total stranger. Get to it! Prompt 3: he quest sits proudly and clearly on the quest post on the forum. It seems simple, too: Quest 87 Beautify the Kraken Requirements: Any two colors. Surely you can manage that much! So off to the harbor you go to find a kraken. That's actually the easy part; the kraken will emerge to anyone wading into the woods. The much harder part is...beautifying it. Good luck trying to put some lipstick on it as it tries to drag you down into the depths! How much eyeshadow would a kraken even need? Do you even have any make-up on you from this desolated Town? Prompt 4: here's something weird about the Town today. It's foggy, and dark, and gloomy, which is a far cry from the typical summer warmth... and oddly silent too, as if the fog is muffling all sound. It gets quieter the closer you get to the well, too... and it feels like something is watching you. Which is because, quiet simply, something is. It's a small, white porcelain doll, without a face. It just appears wherever you walk, staring you down as you go. It won't move while you're watching it, but as soon as you turn around... It's suddenly right there next to you. It doesn't actually want to hurt you. It's just there, following you, constantly... how obnoxious, this isn't a horror film! 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 fifth 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 July 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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QUESTIONS

[awashmods]

[wooden_one]

What would happen if someone tried to attack the fairy godmother? Or the doll? And does the doll let off any malevolent energy?

[alittlespicy]

Just out of curiosity. What if someone is satisfactorily pure of heart?

Katsura Kotarou | Gintama

[zuraaaaaa]

Spray Paint
[ Any good delinquent terrorist rebel has some cans of spray paint up their sleeves! Catch him:

1) About to tag your house.
2) Finished tagging the town hall and/or church with FUCK THE POLICE written all across its walls. ]

Ruga: Where Dem Hookers At?
Hello, ah, yes, pardon me. [ Whoever you are, this samurai will be beckoning you over politely. ]

This is the, ah, red district, no? [ He has to establish that first part, it seems, because he is new here, after all. Then without further ado, shame, or even so much as lowering his voice, he asks: ] Which subsection of these streets is dedicated to being the red light district?

[ Can a man find some lovin' tonight? ]

Porcelain Doll
[ Hair spray? Check. Lighter? Also check. Porcelain doll creeping on him? Check, check, check, fuck it's right behind you. ]

Stand back.

[ He raises the two items, prepared to make an impromptu flamethrower even if you're standing right there. Don't worry, he is an expert in all things fire and hair products, he's got this. ]

Kraken
[ It would make sense to subdue the monster with a sword, wouldn't it? It would be smart if he used his own perfectly capable sword too. But nooooo, no, instead of drawing his blade, he's going to be.... whipping out a copy of the Japanese Constitution, declaring: ] The age of swords and kings is over!

Our prowess in battle will be decided in debate! And... [ Wait for it. ] Twitter posts!

[ He is 100% serious. ]

Wildcard
[ HMU, yo. This wandering samurai idiot will be wandering idiotically around town.]

Ruga

[wooden_one]

[Chu Wanning nods because, yes this is the red district indeed. But at the mention of a red light district there's a crease between his brow, something like confusion on a fairly impassive face. On this person it looks a little bit like annoyance though.

Unfortunately, they weren't called that where he's from so he assumes it must have something to do with actual lights.]

I don't think there's anything like that. [That he knows of? Then again, maybe this person means lanterns? But who dedicates an entire subection of a place to lanterns or lights?] Is there a reason you wanted to go to such a place?

[Maybe he needed a light? Was this person afraid of the dark...?]

Porcelain doll

[espritdecorpse]

[ He isn't standing right there, he's actually crouched in front of the thing....... daubing something bloody on the doll's non-face. That's not weird at all. ]

Hmm?

[ He looks up. The gentleman behind him is holding up two things he's never seen before in his life, but the way he's brandishing them, they don't look like ordinary weapons. ]

Ah — are those magical tools?

Lan SiZhui | Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

[alwaysfacepalming]

Fairy God Mother

[SiZhui had been minding his own business, walking through town on his own when suddenly there was a rather attractive looking lady making an appearance to him. Being the rather polite person that he was, he agreed to answer the questions, not seeing any issue with that. Little did he know what she was going to be asking.

Had he ever killed? No.

Had he ever had sex? A very improper question to ask someone, especially a stranger, but after he attempted to not answer, she eventually did get him to answer he had never been with a woman.

Had he ever stolen? No.

Had he even been jealous? Again he hesitated, but did admit that he had been jealous of someone. It was kind of hard not to be, of course, no matter how much one tried. Right?

Well, then the lady deemed him "not pure of heart at all". A surprisingly odd insult to say to a GusuLan sect disciple, who literally followed over four thousand rules. But with a few choice words he is now cursed.

He no longer had the same inhibitions as normal. For most people, this might seem completely inane, but now he was going to run! Running was not proper for a GusuLan sect disciples and anyone who has known him for a time will know that he most definitely does not run unless there is a problem]


Kraken

[Beautify the Kraken.

SiZhui had gone to the quest post, curious to see what had been posted. When he read it, he could really only just stand and stare at it for a long time. He had become familiar with what a "kraken" was so he was not confused about when that was.

But as far as he was aware, it was a water-dwelling creature. How did one beautify a water-dwelling creature? Especially one that was going to try and kill anyone who got close.

He put his chin in his hand as he stared at the post, different ideas running through his mind. Was there a talisman charm that could work for this?]

How would someone achieve this?

[He said out loud to himself]


Porcelain Doll

[Foggy didn't bother SiZhui. He normally lived in the Cloud Recesses; if the weather was right, the clouds would get heavier and thus fog. Dark and gloomy normally wasn't either. Night hunts usually stopped disciples from being concerned about such things, even though JingYi was still afraid of ghosts though that was not something that SiZhui would go around telling people about.

But the sound being muffled was disconcerting. It was almost enough to want to make him want to turn around.

Almost.

As he walked, he pulled out one of his remaining spirit talismans, knowing it would activate if there was any evil spirit around.

Well, it didn't activate (so he didn't lose his talisman), but he did turn around at the eerie feeling of being watched to see... a doll. Staring right at him even though it clearly didn't have any eyes. He could just tell it was watching him. He frowned, backing away from it. It didn't follow him, but when he turned and walked for a bit, it was suddenly right behind him again!

SiZhui stood there for a long time, not sure of the best course of action. It hadn't attacked him, but it was following him. Was it trying to tell him something...?]

Kraken; assuming not first encounter so we can write that later maybe

[alittlespicy]

[ WangJi considered the question for a moment, eyes still slightly curious on the face of the junior. The revelation of who he was had been... interesting. ]

Flowers. Wreath.

[ If on top of the head would not work, there was the difficult option of getting it around the creature's girth. ]

Kraken

[queenofminiskirts]

[Watch this girl just casually lean into your personal space.]

Well, first we'd have to figure out what audience we're trying to appeal to. Different people have different tastes, after all. If someone's ideal is middle aged, bald and fat then what we'd need to do is different from someone who's into maids.

Fairy Godmother; also assuming they've met and beans have been spilled

[espritdecorpse]

[ A-Yuan, the doll isn't the only thing creepily following you. The small child he buried in the earth, who chewed his flute and called Lan Wangji "dad," has grown up so well, he can't help watching how the boy reacts to things, in this world.

So he's overheard the whole conversation; but what he's confused about is why the boy is running. Surely the encounter wasn't that scary, was it? He contemplates continuing to follow at a distance, but after a while, he can't help himself, and catches up, jogging alongside. ]

Hey, hey, hey, what's your hurry?

Chu Wanning | The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

[wooden_one]

i: Getting Angry Is Definitely Not A Disney Princess Trait

[As someone who's always been quick to anger, having someone follow him around, constantly asking him personal (and often embarrassing) questions was really an accident waiting to happen.

So it isn't long before the fairy godmother asked a question that made him whirl around, a deep scowl twisting his features and a golden glow between his fingers.]

Tianwen, come forth!

[And then there's a willow branch in his hand, except it has a handle and he's definitely holding it like a whip.

Yes, he is totally about to whip that fairy godmother. Stop him? Or maybe cheer him on? Whatever you decide, it better be quick because you won't have long to decide as he's already pulling his arm back.]

iiia: He Has No Idea How to Do This

[Since he barely cared about making himself beautiful (it was a lost cause, as far as he was concerned), he had no idea what to do about beautifying a kraken. Could he create something that could do that? A spell or something? But what kind? Something to improve its complexion? Make it sleep better so it didn't have bags beneath his eyes? What made a kraken beautiful...?

But after sitting and thinking about it (for a long time but no one needs to know that part), he left to go gather some flowers. Because...people always liked flowers, right...?

He feels stupid though. No matter how he looked at this it seemed so...stupid. Ridiculous. It felt like he was playing along with a joke where he's the punchline.

But since he's decided to do this, he couldn't make himself give up so he approaches the first person he spots with a bunch of flowers in his hands, all of them cut neatly at the stem and held carefully. Not a single one of them were bruised and every petal was perfect. (He may have spent too long picking them.) He was frowning as he said curtly,] Come with me. [And then turned to leave without giving you a chance to respond. He's listening for footsteps though, and if you don't follow he'll stop and look back, the frown now having become a glare.]

iiib: This Is Actually More Up His Alley

[If you did follow this rather pretty if angry looking man to the waters, you'll get to witness him summoning what appears the be a willow branch from a flash of golden light that he held like a whip.

Then it glowed briefly before a multitude of similar branches snapped out from the ground, winding around the kraken tightly until it's complete trussed up and couldn't move. He nods at his handiwork before holding the flowers out to you.]

You deal with the rest.

[It doesn't sound like a request. After all, he certainly has no idea how to beautify anything...let alone a kraken. He can be the muscle here. He can do that easily.]

i

[alittlespicy]

If you destroy one of the town's constructs, that will not do much.

[ Whether there will show up another, or the effects will still be the same, is rather irrelevant. It's useless either way. ]

iiia

[espritdecorpse]

Come with you?

[ He catches up easily, walking with a bouncy jaunt in his step, making his ponytail bob and swish side-to-side. ]

Are those for me? If this is your idea of courting, I must say you're refreshingly direct!

iiia

[festal]

( She'd been attracted by the flowers. From what she'd seen, they'd looked quite lovely, especially with how neatly he carried them. It reminded her a little of the types of flowers she would use for arranging back at the castle.

Of course, she should have expected to be called out after staring for so long. She jumps when he orders her to follow and she holds her ground for a moment, considering if she should politely excuse herself now or just... go along with it. She might be a princess but she's never been the type to not listen to others. )

Ah...

( And she follows after him, a few steps behind. )

Is there... ( A reason? No, what seems rude and she changes her mind to something else, ) Those flowers are quite lovely.

[starfruitfrog]

[Keroro hadn't initially followed because who just asks him to come along without seemingly worrying about the fact that they'd just seen a 2-foot tall frog?

So that's the pause, Keroro blinking until Chu Wanning turns. And then with a jump, he's scrambling to comply, making squeaky noises as he runs on short legs to catch up.]

Impey Barbicane | Code: Realize

[geniusinventor]

What’s kraken?

[ If you happen to get to the quest post after Impey had gotten his hands on his laptop, (and after dis- and re-assembling it several times) then you’ll have the honor of seeing the quest spammed with post after post after post after post of Impey attempting to ask questions. ]

Where do we find a Kraken/

Can it be more colors/

On second thought, what if I don’t want to do this Quest/

How do I use question marks/

Hey, dollface

[ After about three times of dealing with this doll’s shenanigans, Impey swipes it up a little too dramatically so he can stare it down as if he were about to scold it for trying to follow him... only for that resolve to melt almost instantly when he comes face to face with the doll. ] You’re... creepy. [ Thanks, Impey. ] You’d be much more approachable if you had a face. Then someone would take you home and you could— [ Pause. ] Wait, wait, wait, is that what you’re doing?! Look, maybe we can make a deal. If I get you a face, you can find someone else, deal? [ Yeah he’s. Just going to compromise with a doll and carry on this conversation. Help... him???

Otherwise, you’ll later find him digging around for what few options they had for colored paint and old, worn brushes to do his Best to try and paint a face on the doll. Of course, he’s no artist, and these brushes were basically just fancy sticks with how old they were, so the best the doll was going to get was two uneven dots for eyes and a curved line for a smile. He’s probably open to constructive criticism. Probably. ]

what's kraken

[wooden_one]

[He's new to this whole technology thing but he's nothing if not determined to learn. And, of course, he'd learned properly before even thinking of making any kind of post or engaging with others on the network. Mostly that involved stalking the forums and seeing what other people did, observing his housemates surreptitiously when they were posting and fiddling on his own.

Which is why seeing this sudden spam is such a travesty to him.]

You could have put all this under one post.

Irina Akulov ; Xenoblade Chronicles X

[psycorruptor]

i.

Where'd she go?!

[oh, jeez, someone sure sounds mad. to be more specific, it's this person here who's mad— and she's brandishing what looks like an assault rifle, too! how fun.

long story short, she was told she's not pure of heart, and that... made her mad, for some reason. so here she comes, striding right towards whoever happens to be unfortunate enough to be within her line of vision. hey, at least she's aiming that assault rifle up at the sky, and not at anyone.]

That flying old lady— where is she?! I'll show her pure of heart!

[wow!!]

ii.

[the task is uh. hm. ok. she's no stranger to taking on (literal) odd jobs, from gathering plants for a scheming Nopon or delivering pizzas to hungry xenoforms, but this kinda takes the cake.

Irina can be found loitering around the harbor. she quickly approaches anyone who's around.]

Hey, you, got some time to spare? It's about the kraken.

[she pauses.]

The instructions didn't specify whether it needs to be alive or dead for it's makeover, huh?

[a smile flickers over her face.]

iii.

[Irina reacts about as gracefully as any sane person would when mysteriously haunted by a creepy doll.

she shouts in frustration, grabs it, and yeets it into the air.

hopefully it doesn't land on someone's head.]

II

[mythratastic]

[ WEll, she has a point. ]

Maybe not, but do you have any makeup with you? That's the more important question.

[ MYTHRA DOESN'T, does this mean she fails at being a woman, oh the horror.



An y w a y, walking past her, Mythra steps into the forest's domain, looking fairly at ease beneath the shadow of the trees. ]

luo binghe | scum villain's self-saving system

[whitelotus]

(fairy godwhat?)

[ In theory, due to protagonist powers and shielding, one would assume that Luo Binghe passes the fairy godmother test with flying colours. Those who have spoken to Binghe would instantly know better; it's a fact that when faced with a lot of questions he eventually gets bored, soon becoming fed up and irate when they start to sound like stupid and pointless questions being asked.

Which is what is happening here, the look on Luo Binghe's face beginning to reflect his souring mood.

Has he ever killed anyone? Yes. Has he ever had sex? Not yet (cue the sound of many wives from another life crying). Jealousy? Of course. But the questions don't seem to end and Binghe is struggling to see the point of it all. There doesn't seem to be a theme he can see, no light at the end of this tunnel and it's only after a question about giving his life for someone he loves that Binghe reaches the end of his rope, clicking his tongue in disdain. This isn't even interesting! This time being wasted could be spent following his Shizun!]

Who are you to be asking these questions? Why do you even want to know? This one doesn't have a godmother and didn't ask for one either! Tsk, get lost.

(beautify or beatify?)

[ Make a kraken beautiful? What kind of a quest is that? Luo Binghe has an idea of what a Kraken is but it's only truly solidified when he claps eyes on the beast. Many would look upon that thing and despair, some would look at it and wonder how many people it would feed and Binghe simply stares at it and sees nothing but a challenge. It wouldn't take much to defeat such a thing and —

Oh. Wait. The job isn't to defeat it, it's to make it beautiful. Binghe kicks out at a tentacle that is creeping along the ground towards his ankle, taking note of how intent the thing seems at pulling someone into the water. If a quest doesn't say anything about not killing the creature does that mean it would be wrong to? Even then what exactly counted as beauty? If the quest was talking a woman's beauty then Binghe is in a whole world of trouble. He's been surrounded by countless beauties all his life but the only one coming to mind is a particularly strong young woman who keeps her face covered.

He kicks hard at the approaching tentacle again, brow furrowed as he tries to puzzle his way through this mystery, head tilted as he wonders if he's misread the quest itself.]

Who will look at this thing and consider it's beauty?

[ No really, Binghe wants to know. Who is judging this stuff???]

(kraken round 1)

[ Binghe doesn't know how it happened and there's a chance no-one nearby does either. Whatever it was it was quick and before the demon lord can yell his teacher's name he's hoisted up into the air by an ankle and flung through the air only to suddenly wind up clinging to the kraken's face. Look, he's been called sticky but this is simply too much!! If he didn't have to make this thing pretty it would be in pieces by now and Luo Binghe looks over at the nearest person as he holds on for now.]

Find something and throw it over!

[ Or leave him there. Both are viable options really and it's only a matter of time before either the Kraken ends the day belly up or Binghe simply becomes a dish of the day.]

(finders keepers, doll for sale)

[ In the midst of all the fog and sitting on a nearby low wall is a smooth, pale skinned figure staring intently at anyone nearby. And then there's the doll. Binghe has no idea where the thing has come from; it isn't truly horrific to him (not after a jaunt in the abyss) but it's enough to pique his curiosity. Every time he looks away it is suddenly there and it's only a matter of time before Binghe picks it up by the ankle, turning it this way and that to get an idea on what it is.

Nope. Not a clue. This place could be a dreamscape but the idea of one being in this village and not of his own creation is far fetched. The atmosphere almost lends the thought some credit though.

When someone walks nearby Binghe scoops the doll back up under the arms, holding it outwards to the passerby, not at all concerned about how terrifying it (or he is) to others as he suddenly emerges from the mist.]

Lose this?

(wildcard)

[ ooc: down for anything, feel free to make something up or send a PM.]

fairy godwhat

[alittlespicy]

Many questions have no answers here.

[ Congratulations, BingHe, you actually got a whole six words out of him. ]

Okita Souji | Peacemaker Kurogane

[illomened]

prompt 3
[Out of all his fellows in the troops, there's no doubt that he's ranked among the top when it comes to having an aesthetic eye. He knows what looks good on people, even if he chooses to tease and jest to the opposite tune! He knows what's considered cute or beautiful and what's striking to see! Heck, he even understands makeup basics, albeit 19th century makeup that probably doesn't apply to giant, roaring sea beasts.

And it's exactly for that reason that he's decided to go a slightly different route for this whole "beautifying" mission. Passersby can stumble into him in one of two situations!

i: Making his way to the harbor with a Potentially Suspicious Bag tucked away under an arm. Upon seeing anyone milling around nearby, he'll stick out a hand and cheerily wave them over.]

Excuse me! I have a favor! Do you mind trying on a few things? It won't take very long, probably.

[REASSURING...

ii: Tucked away behind a tree near the edge of the water, fingers flying and kraken making kraken-y noises out in the distance. A closer look will reveal that he seems to be weaving things together - flowers with bursts of color, thin reeds, still grey foliage just for more form. Slowly but surely, he's working it into a hefty-looking wreathe.

This is the biggest dang flower crown he's ever endeavored to make though, and anyone who comes close enough to catch his attention (which honestly doesn't seem to need to be that close) gets a bright smile.]

Oh, what fortunate timing - come over here, please! Will you help?

prompt 4
[Apparently no one clued him in on proper horror tropes, since Souji is plucking this doll up with absolutely zero apprehension. His survival instincts left him a long time ago okay, he only has Fight and Fight now.

That said, since he's not exactly picking up any killing intent here, he regards the spook with little more than curiosity.]

What a strange thing! Just a little while ago, didn't it feel like it was looking this way...?

[He's probably cursed now and just a breath away from cursing anyone he touches, too. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PICK UP THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!]

wildcard
[Hit me up with anything you're game for!]

3 i

[espritdecorpse]

[ You're in luck! This particular passerby has just finished screwing the head back on a life-size puppet (that doesn't look the slightest bit creepy in any way, what?). The thing blinks its red-painted eyes a few times, before lumbering off. Wei Wuxian turns around, sucking on his finger.

A man with a bag, asking for assistance. Assistance trying on a few things. On the one hand, this seems odd; on the other... ]

Happy to help! What have you got, there?

[ ...yolo. ]

sakura ❀ fire emblem: fates

[festal]

❀ prompt 01.

( As a princess, Sakura has been more or less told how to unwanted company. Unfortunately, her most viable options had always been to let her retainers politely escort the problem away if not having her siblings swoop in and take over for her.

On her own, she’s much too passive and polite to really shoo away this fairy godmother. Even if it makes her so uncomfortable she thinks she could just die, she endures the questioning, stammering honest answers and politely trying to circumnavigate the more difficult ones. As the questions get more personal, her face begins to turn redder, her eyes begin to water, and she trips over her own tongue so badly, she can barely form her words.

She’s clearly anxious and on the brink of tears while trying her best to keep it together. When she can’t take it anymore she cries out before the fairy godmother asks her next question, )

Oh! W-won’t you leave me alone, p-please?!

❀ prompt 02.

I don't suppose... you know what a kraken is?

( She’s never heard of it before and she isn’t sure if she should be afraid or not. Based on the quest, she would have to assume it must be something quite ugly…

Still, when she was asked to help with the quest, she couldn’t possibly say no. It isn’t in her nature to turn down someone in need. )

Well… either way, a-at least we don’t have to fight anything!

( Right? )

❀ prompt 04.

Uhm, pardon me…

( She calls out quietly, shifting awkwardly as she takes a step closer towards you, )

I was w-wondering if you knew… that is, if you could help me get to Ruga?

( It’s embarrassing. She should really know how to get there by now on her own but this weather has her all thrown off. She’s never been as brave as her siblings but you’d think she’d at least not be afraid of the dark anymore at her age. But this is different from the familiar darkness of the castle at night. This is eerie and creepy and she can’t see very well in the fog. She also just… feels like she’s being followed and she’d rather endure the awkwardness of asking a stranger for help than another moment out here alone. )

( ooc: revelations route for reference! )

04

[isdf]

Have you lost your way? The fog has come on rather thick . . . Ruga is approximately five kilometers from here. Follow me, please.

( Yuma begins to turn toward the direction of the district, only to halt mid pivot. He looks past Sakura to the strange presence behind her. )

Hm? Does that doll belong to you?

six | granblue fantasy

[tenebreux]

i.
[ six wants none of this. he's no stranger to people with seemingly good intentions bothering him into giving them information, but the fairy godmother following him around is so sickeningly saccharine sweet that all of his hackles raise, leaving him on guard.

she asks him questions he's never cared for, but the longer he ignores her, the more she asks questions that are more and more personal. still, they're nothing he hasn't heard before as they descend into the macabre, finally getting to have you killed anyone?

that one was his undoing; he swears the way she asked made it sound like it was the most reprehensibly thing he could have ever done. six makes the first sign of acknowledging her through her barrage by scoffing, only speeding up his pace. ] Who hasn't been brought to destruction by my hands?

[ that's enough for her to call him "not pure of heart", which is so absurd he nearly laughs in her face. of course he isn't. he was born an abomination. but she waves her wand and disappears, and he gets the sense that he really shouldn't be asked any questions, lest he tell an unsuspecting passerby the truth. ]


iv.
[ the town is much more palatable to six like this. the gloom and doom of the fog permeating everything makes him feel more comfortable in its discomfort, as it reflects his inner darkness moreso than the normal weather.

he feels as though he's being watched, though, and every time he turns around, he sees a faceless porcelain doll. he can't sense any malicious energy from it, but it just feels annoying. he's trying to bask in the darkness, here.

he addresses the doll directly when it pops up next to him. ] What brings you here? Who summoned you?


wildcard.
[ throw anything at him! kindred spirits include other assassins, and he'll begrudgingly look after children. he's most likely sitting in one place, Contemplating. ]

i

[witchual]

[ Ah yes, another perfectly normal day in the town. Nothing's weird about it at all, because it would only be weird if something odd wasn't happening. There's something... magical in the air, like there always is. Out of the corner of her eyes, Magilou can see some sparkles like something out of a storybook before someone disappears.

Interesting. She heads in that direction like a bloodhound sniffing out a trail, only to find a cloaked figure standing alone. ]

What was that all about?

[ Sorry, buddy, she has to be nosy. ]

some schmuck | final fantasy xv

[meridio]

[He fails the Q&A on the first question. If nothing else, it does the job of dismissing the strange entity.

At first, he doesn't feel any different. Then an urge starts to gradually come on, and the desire to nap is overpowering.

He hasn't napped in years. Decades. Centuries. He shouldn't need to nap. No, he will not nap.

One hour later, he sits on someone's raggedy couch with entwined hands on a stiff lap, resisting the siren call of sleep (preposterous—he's neither tired nor capable of such a thing). It feels right. Yet it's wrong, he knows, to intrude on another's property in this fashion. It may not feel wrong right now, but he can list all the reasons as to why it should.

That alone is reason enough to pick himself up for departure. Then the door opens, heralding the entrance of the one who most likely does live here. Their gazes meet as he makes for the exit.]

Forgive me. I'll see myself out.

[And please lock the door next time. He just walked right in, no powers.]

[shizun]

[ WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

In his mind, he's jumping backwards in surprise at seeing someone he doesn't recognize in his house. Ah, wait, is this actually a friend of Keigo Asano's? It seems like the cold expression that is Shen Qingqiu's face may have given the person the wrong impression. Either way, if he's a friend of his roommate, isn't it more than a dick move to shove him out? No thank you! Adding villain points is nothing he wants to do, okay?! ]

It is all right. Please sit back down.

[ He holds his hands out to ensure the person that it's fine. Though... really... why are you waiting here without him here? Do you have any sense? Huh? I guess you have some sense but not a lot? That's fine. I guess... ]

Would you like some tea?

katrielle layton; layton mystery detective agency

[ladylayton]

(fairy godmother)

(if there's one thing kat can handle, it's the wildly bizarre. an old lady straight out of a fairy tale book suddenly appearing before her? yeah, she'll just roll with the punches on this one. kat gives a cheery "sure!", figuring if a sweet old lady like this needs some answers, it can't possibly be all that bad. but the second she begins asking questions, kat's smile fades quickly. so much for seemingly harmless, but kat decides to shut this questioning down now.) You know, you haven't told me why you're asking these questions. Especially since you're beginning to get awfully personal. They seem like questions designed to get you to look down on people, and isn't that rather condescending of you?

(without any hesitation at all, the fairy godmother clicks her tongue, deeming kat "absolutely not pure of heart". which BUH-SCUSE HER? she is extremely pure of heart! she's a goddamn princess! her face contorts to a pout, taking a step towards the godmother as if to start an argument.) What do you mean--

(it's over in a flash, a wave of her wand and a "poof" before the woman is no longer in front of kat. there's nothing but frustration on her face as she stews in anger over the fairy godmother's CLEARLY WRONG assumption of her. and having been freshly cursed with a lack of inhibitions (not like she ever really had them that often), she storms over to the nearest passerby who happened to witness this attack on her character.) Can you believe her? Who said she could go around deciding who is and isn't pure of heart? What makes her so capable of judging everyone?

(kraken makeover)

(this request practically has kat's name written all over it. makeovers are fun, for sure, but a kraken? an actual monster for her to see? the idea has her eyes absolutely shining in delight, shoving as many makeup products into a bag as she can and heading out fearlessly for the forest. there's a skip in her step, a delightful him as she excitedly searches the forest for the beast.

it doesn't take long for it to appear before kat, all menacing and feral. yet kat still stands there, almost gleeful to see a real, live monster. in her excitement, kat has essentially forgotten her original reason for coming here, far more interested in the idea of getting an up close and personal look at a real kraken.) I can't believe it! It's a really kraken! A real one!

(kat is not a fighter, however, or skilled enough in any way to handle taking on a kraken. much less beautifying it. if she's not careful, and she isn't, she'll get seriously hurt unless some poor sap comes around to aide her.)

(definitely cursed doll)

(for as much as kat can seem air-headed and careless, she's more than aware of the odd atmosphere surrounding the town. the dense fog is odd enough being what's supposed to be a beautiful summer, but the silence in the town is downright eerie. as though everything that says "summer" has been sucked clear out of the town, replaced by a depressing, gloomy fog that only serves to unsettle and disturb residents.

it's when a doll begins following kat that things get downright creepy. she's seen enough horror movies to understand how this works. that doll will no doubt try to rip her face off and wear it, or curse her to reside inside it while the soul in the doll inhabits kat's body instead. there's a whole plethora of tropes surrounding the doll, so kat opts for getting a second opinion. she grabs the arm of the person nearest her, in a hushed (but slightly exuberant?) whisper, she points to the doll behind with.) So, would you say that doll is cursed? Or perhaps possessed? Or maybe something else? Do you think I'll get to meet a ghost?

pretend i remember anything at all about this canon; also this is for the godmother prompt ok

[reminded]

[ Layton smiles, unruffled by the puffed up cat that is Kat. While the mystical elderly woman's questions weren't exactly polite -- or even vaguely polite -- she was clearly of magical origin, and he chooses to focus instead on the very non-magical righteous indignation of the daughter Layton. ]

Now, now. If, as you say, she has no authority to judge you, then there's no reason to pay her judgment any mind.

[ A gentle spark of enthusiasm brightens his voice as he continues: ]

What you can mind instead is this puzzle you've reminded me of. Would you like to hear it?

Insult battle

[chaos_drifter]

[One minute, Avalon is inside the Rift, trying to find a new victim, and the next, they are in the Town, with no reasonable explanation as to why the Rift has chosen to send them here of all places.]

If that child has corrupted my realm, I will kill her entire family when I have finished with her.

[At least they still have their bracelet, seventeen rows of beads coiling up the skinny arm of the tiny female form they have taken.

Avalon begins walking down the street, searching the colorless world around them for any sign of life, preferably her. Of course, they will be satisfied with any life that they can turn upside down and inexplicably take from its owner.

And then, when they finally see you, they find themself feeling a sudden urge to insult you in any way they can think of, murderous intent or not. The first words that come out of their mouth are—]

A pox on you! I will do your mother! And your father, and your sister, and your—

[And this “little girl” will keep going, until someone stops them, or until they get to your grandparents, whichever happens first.]

Re: Insult battle

[can_i_punt_it]

So… Around 2 seconds ago I was getting mentally assaulted by the SAME FUCKING ANNOYING LITTLE BITCH THAT HAS BEEN STALKING ME FOR A MONTH NOW. Normally I deal well with this but not when SOMEONE WAKES ME UP AT FOUR IN THE FUCKING MORNING. I have 7 adoptive children, all of whom are batshit (god I’m so proud of them) I look like I’m a seven year old gothic Lolita (which should make the bars not let me In but bribery goes a long way)IM THE LITERAL GOD OF CHAOS,IM THE FUCKING VOID! I deal with cosmic horrors all the time and this BITCH wakes my ASS up to make me kill myself??! I cant even fucking Die, YOU STUPID FUCK! So maybe I broke her “rift” but I think that shit was JUSTIFIED! And now I’m in this place which I would normally be cool with, but A. I have had 1 hour of sleep and am PISSED, and B. That thing is behind me and just started cussing out my family. After I listened for a while and realized that this asshole wasn’t going to stop, I turned around and saw shock,horror,AND anger , ANGER filter across their face. IM THE ONE WHO SHOULD BE MAD, THE ONLY REASON I HAVE’NT KILLED IT YET IS BECAUSE IT HAS NOT DONE ANY HARM TO MY FAMILY AND NOW ITS INSULTING THEM??! Hence I turned around and said and this is a quote y’all can quote me on this “ Listen here you little shit, I have been around since the dawn of all universes, I am the LITERAL VOID, you are an IDIOT who thinks I will commit Suicide, when A. That isn’t possible because I am a TRUE immortal and B. Your methods are pitiful and I have been through more pain than your feeble mind could imagine, and C. I have a massive Ego. I will let you exist ONLY because you did not harm those I care for. Kindly stop your suicide baiting activities before you become evil enough to prompt my extermination of you and all that you stand for, DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND?