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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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[Such professionalism. Ardyn hardly looks bothered, though he must admit that the scar is definitely impressive.] You have a way with words. Has anyone ever told you that? Regardless, best to wear one's scars with pride, I say.

[He can't help but sound dismissive concerning the subject of his family. Sure, he wants nothing to do with them any more, but he's long over being endlessly angry and bitter about them. Reaching the threshold of generalized apathy required much less effort, and in the end he preferred it that way.]

They would tell you that I'm the black sheep in the family. And they're not completely wrong. [Ardyn also doesn't look terribly offended by the way Jack worded his question, either. He's been called a weirdo on more than one occasion; it's its own form of compliment, in his opinion.] But I prefer it that way. I'm not built for a life of politics, in all its hypocrisy. "Settling" for professor -- as they'd word it -- is more than enough satisfaction for me.

Yeah, I was kinda torn between that one, "more ass than a toilet seat", and "in there like swimwear"? Pretty accurate any way you slice it. Scars are bonafide boner material to most people for whatever reason.

You can totally use those, bee-tee-dubs. Doesn't seem like your style, explicit is kinda my shtick and all, buuuut hell. Go for it.

[ Audible textspeak just happened and he's not even ashamed of himself. Jack listens intently, though, nodding sagely near the end - then leaning over to give Ardyn a comradely pat on the shoulder. ]

Eh, better off this way. Got a good career... fast track to tenure... not totally sure what else you do with your time? Or who? But ya did good for yourself, Izunia. You're a self-made man.

And you're a self-made man that's about to get a frickin' sick tattoo, which is even better. I suggest a flaming demon head vomiting a couple of really pissed off snakes.

[More ass than a toilet seat. The day that Ardyn Izunia even comes close to muttering such a phrase is when the universe collapses in on itself. Being explicit is definitely Jack's forte, though the law professor can certainly appreciate the wit laden behind all of it. And so he just laughs, a sincere one to boot.]

I'll leave the explicit exclamations to you. You say them so much better than I.

[Ah, but at the pat on the shoulder, he shakes his head with amusement.] I do appreciate it. There's something to be said about being unchained from one's familial obligations. [And then he shrugs.] Snakes? Not flames?

[Is he being serious? Joking? Impossible to tell.]

Why not snakes on fire?

[ this icon, basically. ]

But make it extra badass. Blue flames. Maybe snakes coming out of the eyes of the first set of snakes. And they have knives in their mouths like they're gonna fuck you up and take your wallet. Seriously, just have fun with it.

[A somewhat lopsided grin goes here.]

I enjoy impulse as much as the next man, but it takes a certain type of personality to sport snakes within snakes set ablaze, with daggers in their maws. You may be able to pull that off, but I may have a bit more trouble with something that extravagant.

[Then again, he is the man who decided to go with a demon, of all things. Yet, there's something else that compels him to make that decision, something he hasn't quite been able to put his finger on just yet.]

You are such a charmer. Kinda makes me wonder if you're not just buttering me up so you can get my guard down and push me in a wood chipper later. Got plenty of folks down in Tijuana that'd love my soul patch mounted on their wall.

[ Is he exaggerating? Is he flat out lying? The world will never know. ]

But hell, you're the guy that just used maw in a sentence. Pre--tty sure you could pull off anything if you put your mind to it, Ardyn.

[ First name usage!! Social link up. Not a kiddo or cupcake in sight, either. ]

Come now. I'm not much of a wood chipper man; far too messy. Wouldn't you prefer a more graceful death, anyway? Women crying messily and flinging themselves onto a closed casket isn't nearly as dramatic as it should be.

[The morbid humor, it's real. And it slides off of his tongue with such ease, that a passerby might give him a double-take if they heard it.]

I use lots of words, Jack. [Meanwhile Ardyn uses first names like it's nothing!] I can even use "demurrer" and "malfeasance" in the same sentence if I really try.

[Such is the sad fate of anyone who escapes Law School Hell and lives to tell about it.]

Now that I want to see.

[ Yep, totally expecting Ardyn to deliver on that one. ]

[Well, challenge accepted, then.]

Let's see... While the demurrer was intended to throw into question the legal plausibility of the opposing claim, the court could not overlook the sordid malfeasance of the man in question.

Nice show, cupcake. [ ok there's the cupcake. no one is 100% exempt. ] Your homework is to use "amalgamation" and "susurrus" next time around. Unless you wanna give it a shot now?

Only if you refrain from calling me a small, iced cake from now on. [not even bothered, tho.] And honestly, who uses the word "susurrus"?

[But...]

...His conscience was but a susurrus, drowned out by the deafening amalgamation of sin and debauchery surrounding him.

Now, if I start calling you just by your name, I'm gonna have to call everybody by their name, and when the hell am I gonna get the chance to call folks "pumpkin" and "kittentits" then?

[ But he has to laugh, genuine and open, which is slightly unusual for Jack considering he's a gigantic jackass and all. ]

I'll think of one to stump you sooner or later, champ, even if I gotta bust out the dictionary for it.

[His own grin becomes a bit wider, reaching his eyes.]

Maybe using words such a pumpkin and kittentits is the route you should take, if you want to see me stumble. But, ah, maybe that's advice I should be keeping to myself. Pretend you didn't hear anything.

[ Give him a moment. Then, leeeeaning over: ]

Pumpkin-butt.

[Wh...at. Ardyn might be looking skeptical, and it's a testament to his own oddness of character that he doesn't lean back an inch or two.]

Sorry?

Your new nickname. [ Jack leans back, almost painfully smug as he shoves his hands in his pockets. ] You said you wanted something to throw you off, right? See you stumble?

Nah, nah, wait - hunnybunny! You can be hunnybunny.

[He scoffs in disbelief! And yet miraculously his feathers still look hardly ruffled at all.]

If you start calling me hunnybunny, Jack, people are going to get the wrong idea.

Guess that means I shouldn't ask if you want to get a drink sometime, then.

[ Wink wonk. Whether or not the flirting is sincere is anybody's guess, but he concedes, laughing lightly. ]

How 'bout you pick. Otherwise, you're gonna get hit with "kiddo" like everyone else.

[Ardyn thrives on insincere sincerity and impulse, and so his response to that comes rather unblinkingly. What a duo of confusing men.] No one said you couldn't ask.

And, by the way, if you let me choose my title, I'm only going to pick something very narcissistic. You've been warned ahead of time. [Don't let him do it.]

Narcissistic, huh? [ He snorts. ] I miiiiight let you slide this one time. Only prerequisite is that you pick a name you could baby-talk a dog with. So no his majesty crap.

[ So he... deliberately doesn't ask Ardyn out for a drink, just because he's been prompted to. What an asshole. ]

[If Ardyn frowns a little, it's not because he wasn't asked for a drink (your loss, Jack!), it's because he totally was about to say something like "Your Highness" or "Your Majesty".

His expression takes on something similar to mock consideration.]

I'm sure some people baby-talk their pets with "his majesty" all the time.

[technicalities!!]

You know what? I kinda like it. Fits you. But this is me, remember?

[ ur technicalities mean NOTHING ]

Your Majesty Sugarpuss McHoneybuns.

[An audible groan escapes him. Good job.]

That's hardly much of a compromise. But if it pleases you, so be it.

[He can't be bothered to even be bothered. And he'd have to be dead inside to not find it even a little bit funny.] At least add the "Juris Doctor" at the end occasionally.

[ He managed to ruffle at least one feather and get that groan! #winning ]

Alright, alright, lemme get this straight: Your Majesty Doctor Sugarpuss McHoneybuns Juris Doctor... Third of his Name.

PHD.

[ He brushes his arduously-styled hair back in a self-satisfied way. ]

Look at that. You're three times better than the average doctor.

[He does his best to look unaffected, which honestly isn't terribly hard for him. And so, casually:]

Isn't that too much of a mouthful? Even for you, Jack?

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I don't think I can handle this thread

i just started ffxv too so that makes this whole thread like 10x funnier

then I feel like I should apologize for all the upcoming ardyn scenes