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JANUARY TEST DRIVE
The city of Recollé. A beautiful city with beautiful people. The place you call home. It's a wonderful home, isn't it? With everything you could possibly ever want right at your fingertips, why would you ever want to leave?

In honor of this glorious city, the residents of Recollé are preparing for its annual Founder's Day celebration…you'll help out, won't you?

I.
Recollé Square is bustling with activity today and several residents are working together to pitch a large tent. Others are working together to decorate the fountain of the founders with flowers and streamers. Children and dogs run through the area and there's song in the air as everyone works together.

Are you one of the people helping with the streamers? Or perhaps you're holding the ropes of the tent taunt so it doesn't blow away? Hey, maybe you're catering the whole event to feed those hard workers! The choices are endless…but you might want to catch those balloons that are starting to float away!

II.
Meanwhile in Chata, business is booming as everyone crowds the parking lot of Freshens trying to fight their way into the store. You really should have thought to buy your groceries much sooner. Everyone knows that Founder's Day is one of the best potluck days and, weather permitting, picnic days. Are you having any luck getting into the store? Is that the last rack of ribs? You better hurry and snag them!

On the flipside, shop owners in Chata are busy setting up food stalls and merchandise tables in preparation of the main event. The smell of sweets and spices fills the air and you can't help but follow your nose to check it out. The vendors are all friendly and happy to give away samples of their goods in the hopes that you'll be back in a few days' time. Or maybe you're one of those vendors hoping to attract customers for Founder's Day. Do you have all of your supplies? Your permits? Is that teenager trying to steal apples from your produce stand? Everything's a little chaotic in the days before Founder's Day.

III.
The work doesn't stop there. Over in Tisse it's party central with flashing lights, sound tests, and a festive atmosphere that says the celebration's already started for several businesses. The line for Expressive is out the door with customers eager for their Founder's Day special. Be careful, you might have to finagle your way through the crowd. Throughout the day you may hear music and mic tests coming from the Atrium as the local schools work together during their dress rehearsal for the Founder's Day Pageant. You might even have an insider's look if you're one of the students in the pageant or one of the stage hands helping with last-minute set design, costume alteration or any of the other countless things that could go wrong.

The employees at the boutiques inside the Towers are bustling as well, swapping their floor displays and handing out flyers and coupons to shoppers to encourage them to come back for their big sales. Maybe you are one of those employees and now you're dealing with some wicked papercuts, or maybe the smell of butter is seeping into your clothing as Flix opens its doors to an early marathon of historical films depicting the life and tales of the city.

Tisse is most certainly the busiest of the districts today, but there's still so much to be done!

IV.
Most important of all, back in Tribunal Terrace residents will find Mayor Mayer out and about today which may seem unusual. The Mayor tends to stay inside City Hall keeping the city running from there, but today he's speaking with someone handling a large truck. People passing by may hear some scurrying from inside the truck, the sound of claws skittering on the metal floor, and…is that clucking? No, wait, now it's the sound of hoofs clomping and the whinny of a horse.

What's going on in there? Maybe you should investigate and ask around. Employees working for the Mayor will only give you a strange look in response, and the Mayor himself is unavailable for commentary…but it can't just be your imagination, can it?

Upon further examination and questioning residents will be told that these are horses for pony rides for the kids on Founder's Day, but that doesn't stop all of the weird noises. What on earth is going on?

BONUS.
Despite the festivities and the light-hearted mood of the city, it's still winter. Like all winters prior, it's chilly enough that you'll need a warm coat outside, but the storm season has passed. Instead, today in all districts there's a light flurry of snow falling, snowflakes gently twirling and landing on your shoulders and in your hair. It's not enough to stop the work, but it may send several people to crowd inside coffee shops for a hot drink or shops to take a break from the cold.

Bet you weren't expecting that influx of business, were you?

And later…much later, in fact, those carrying cell phones or tablets will feel a jolt from the device. A closer look will reveal that a new application has started to install itself on these devices, but you can't seem to open it right away. That's a bit odd, isn't it? It might be wise to check other devices in the city to see if the application's installed itself. Upon further investigation, though, you'll find only a handful of residents have the app installed. The app pops up on any public computer you may use but fades away the moment you log off.

Strange, strange, strange. Once it fully loads on your device, you'll find that the app, Retrospec, appears to be a social media app with the option to friend people, share statuses, pictures, videos and more. Those sections are currently blocked out, however. Take some time to fill out your profile if you'd like; that portion of the application seems to be the only one that can be accessed currently. All other social media (Facebook, Twitter, and regular texting) are accessible, but the app itself stubbornly remains on your own profile page.

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recolle test drive meme overflow post! You may use this post to post new top-levels if you didn't post to the original TDM (found here) or link your original top-level to continue threading.

All characters will be begin in-game AU'd as Recollé residents. You may use any of the above prompts for ideas or make up your own depicting your Recollé AU! Prompts do not have to be set in the districts listed above. You can review our list of locations for what's available. Please note that TDM threads can be used as samples, can be kept as game canon if both parties agree, and can also be used for bonus points for future item regains. (Additionally: we will not be allowing TDM threads to be used for memory regains.) Write as many or few prompts as you want, tag around, and have fun!

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The January 2017 TDM directory can be found here. The January 2017 Workshop can be found here. The mod questions comment is here.

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[Well, at least this kid has some respect for his elders. He still "harrumphs" a bit as he pulls himself fully upright with the offered hand.]

I'm fine. Takes more than a fall to break my bones. [He seems a bit annoyed by the dogs, but mostly just pushes them away a bit when they get too close or try to sniff them.] I was just trying to get home through the chaos.

I'm glad, but I certainly don't want to test those limits! [ The only good broken bones are wishbones, and only if you're lucky enough to get the larger half. ] Why don't I accompany you? The crowd tends to kindly part whenever I takes these guys for a walk.

[ What dogs are still clambering around, Ryoji slips several loops of leashes from his back pocket and clips them to their collars. The rest he calls by name— Gracie, Pepper, little Blue— and does the same; they're generally well behaved dogs, if a little (a lot) excitable around flying balloons, drifting snowflakes, and new faces. ]

I can see how they would accomplish that. [He looks more relaxed now that the dogs are on leashes. A pause] You are quite the responsible young man. Your parents must be proud.

Thank you!

[ He takes the compliment graciously, without any hint of modesty. If he could make his parents proud acting as he always does, then it's something worth being happy about. That whole balloon incident will just be shuttled off to the side here and not mentioned... ]

Of course, I want to do what I can. I'm who I am today because of everyone who's taken care of me.

You are welcome. [A pause at the "everyone" comment.] By "everyone," I assume you are referring to more than just your parents, are you not?

Most people aren't raised by just their parents, after all. There's my teachers, my pediatrician, tour guides at the museum, the cute barista down at Expressive...

[ He counts off on his fingers as he goes, though he might've gotten a bit sidetracked towards the end there. But he feels strongly that they've shaped him as a person, from the languages he's able to speak to his love of hazelnut creamer. ]

Ah. I suppose those count as well. [He doesn't really remember most of the adults from his own childhood, admittedly.] Where did you learn to handle those dogs? [They do seem to be behaving pretty well now.]

Hm? Oh, the dogs. [ Ryoji glances over at the dogs, which are all a bit scattered with a couple leading in the front, some meandering off to the side, but all bound to him by the handful of leashes. ]

I'm not their owner, so you can thank their families and trainers for what good dogs they are. [ At the mention of "good dog," several of them turn their heads and their tails start up, and he can't help but laugh. ] In fact, I'm sure you can handle them well too. Would you like to take one or two of the leashes?

Well, they do seem to understand how they're supposed to behave. [That's the closest to amusement you're going to get from him.]

Ah, I suppose that makes more sense. [Well, he's never really handled animals before, not even trained ones in the army. Still, they don't seem to mind who's holding their leashes, so he reaches out to take one.]

Good dog...

[ He was going to hand over the leash to one of the larger dogs— calm, content to plod on next to people instead of yanking the leash from the front— but the words "Good dog" sparks another wave of high energy throughout the pack, and at the last moment he switches the loop for one with a small toy poodle at the end. ]

You're all good dogs, [ Ryoji assures his charges, tightening his grip and making a mental note to brainstorm other praises he can use. ]

[He does realize that might have been the wrong word to use, but doesn't seem very inclined to admit that. Still, he holds on to the leash quite tightly.]

...what is this one's name? [Dogs can understand their names, right?]

[ They can understand all sorts of things, not just their names. Ryoji looks over at the dog, a little metal tag jingling under its chin where it's clasped to a collar. But he doesn't need to read it to know the dog's name. ] This little girl's named Popcorn. [ Perhaps given by a child, in observation of the dog's curly fur. Grinning, he raises his voice to give a loud, clear command: ]

Popcorn, sit.

[ The dog plunks her rear down right where she stood, and Ryoji stoops to give her a pat on the head as he passes, but doesn't stop walking. ]

Try saying her name, then telling her to come.

Do I...release her leash first? [He still looks a bit worried about that.]

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