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recollecters) wrote in repeter2017-04-16 09:01 pm
APRIL TDM
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APRIL TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé. A beautiful city you've called home for quite some time. While things can be a little weird, isn't that true of all homes? It's fully spring now, and there are flowers to be found everywhere. April's showers are a familiarity as well, the occasional downpour or drizzle keeping you on your toes. What will you do today? I. April showers bring May flowers, right? Well, there are already plenty of flowers to be had, but that part of the old rhyme being true doesn't save you from the first part of it. While the weather forecasters do their best, their success rate for predicting the rain seems to be about fifty-fifty. Unfortunately, sometimes when they do predict the rain happening, they misjudge how bad it's going to be. Was the sky was clear when you last looked outside? It may not be quite so clear now. Hope you remembered to bring an umbrella today. But it's not so bad, really! Maybe if you forgot to prepare, someone will share their umbrella with you. Not in the mood to talk to anyone? You can probably find some thrifty umbrella vendors on the streets of Tisse. When in doubt, there are always some loaner umbrellas scattered around in Apprassage at the Recollé Library as well. The library asks that you return any of the mismatched loaners found at the door, but it's not like the system is that strongly enforced. Well, other than the library stamp on the umbrellas, that is. If you find yourself in Chata today, you could always buy a magazine off the street corners to hold overhead. If you look like you may buy something, vendors don't seem to mind if you idle under their awnings. Check out the latest fashions coming this spring while you wait it out. It looks like buckles are in, but some of the high fashion clothes look a little odder than usual. The hot, new dresses range from large like a billowing tarp to appearing more like an artfully arranged handkerchief than anything else. Fashion sure is weird sometimes. II. Recollé Square in Tribunal Terrace boasts a huge assortment of flower gardens scattered throughout the district, though they all appear to be whatever citizens felt like planting at the time. In fact, only flowers in Apprassage seem to match, especially around the University. Today, while the rain's stopped, a large group of people seem to be taking advantage of Recollé Square's mismatching for flower picking, crown and wreath weaving, and bouquet arranging. The activities seem to be loosely led by the city's PTA and some of the other socialite groups from around town. Then again, for long-standing citizens of the city this isn't unusual either. You seem to remember that this is an annual sort of thing even though there isn't actually a name for the event. Some booths are set up around the park to swap seeds, flowers and food for cash or gossip, the guidelines a little more loose outside of the business districts. It seems as though lot of families are picnicking this weekend. There's even some kind of contest going on for the best flower crown - though usually the city tends to collectively pick a kid for the winner, so your best artistic talents might not get you the admiration you crave. In addition, there's the most accurately judged flower-growing contest if you've been waiting for this day for a year or more, but that event tends to have the same people involved every year and the majority of Recollé isn't too heavily invested in it. They're here for the picnics and flower crowns, and it seems about the same as it always does. This year, though, there do seem to be more flowers than ever...and for that matter, they're a lot bigger than usual, too. III. Despite some of the fashion fiascos the magazines are displaying, maybe you should spend some time shopping this week. It may come as a surprise to you that your clothes haven't been fitting properly as of late. Those skinny jeans are just a hair too loose, and your favorite shirt seems baggier than it used to be. The problem, however, is that every shop you go to seems to stock clothes with the same issues. You're down a size or two or three, or maybe they're just marking everything down wrong. And surely you don't have the time or money to replace your entire wardrobe...will you take your chances? Complain to the store's manager? Or maybe you're an unfortunate soul who has to try and explain the unexplainable. Maybe offering a coupon will appease shoppers today. IV. Apparently walking around your neighborhood isn't quite as safe as it used to be - or it isn't safe if you want to trust your eyes. One second the little old lady who lives at the corner appears to be walking her pitbull just as she has every day for the last several years. The next, the pitbull is gone and she's walking a rather angry-looking caterpillar. Blink and you'll miss it, but as time goes on you'll see more and more of these larger-than-life insects wandering around. No matter how hard you try to explain it, the only other people who seem to see this as the least bit weird are people with the Retrospec app. Oh, do you not have the Retrospec app? Think again. The sound of chirping crickets will follow you until the next time you look at your mobile device or a public computer, prompting you to accept a profile and upload a user picture. Congratulations! It seems as though you've been selected to be a new tester! ...it's going to be one of those days. BONUS. While the Retrospec app only infrequently has posts from the company itself - and those have thus far proven to be universally useless - this month there is an onslaught of updates. At least once per day there's a picture of a new type of flower or insect, along with a "fun fact" about whatever the company has posted. Did you know, for example, that wasps feeding on fermenting juice have been known to get "drunk' and pass out? Ancient civilizations burned aster leaves to ward off evil spirits. Ticks can grow from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a marble. Roses are related to apples, raspberries, cherries, peaches, plums, nectarines, pears and almonds. Houseflies find sugar with their feet, which are 10 million times more sensitive than human tongues. Praying mantises prey on other insects, and perhaps you'd better watch your step. Wait, what? As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply about the increasingly disturbing information they're sending out is useless. The daily facts grow less and less useful and eventually seem to be nothing but fun facts about how flowers and bugs could kill you or one another. Kind of unfortunate for you, if this is your first time getting any messages whatsoever from the app. How do you unsubscribe? Good luck figuring it out. Welcome to the recolle test drive meme! 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, and can also be used for bonus points for future item regains. Share a few minor details of your AU, tag around, and have fun!
The April 2017 TDM directory can be found here. The April 2017 Workshop can be found here. The mod questions comment is here. |
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anyways - majima's a little surprised that some rando is calling out to him, but he does turn to see who it is. yup sure is that guy on the picnic benches he's pretty sure was traumatizing little kids with horrific plant stories earlier.
cool. cool cool cool.
fun fact: eavesdropping on them has made him a lot more wary of plants.]
Eh? Me?
[he might not look as rough around the edges as he did when he was a kid, but people still comment on his rough looking exterior for all he might dress it up nicely for work. as in, he usually gets mistaken for a thuggish type not...someone who would willingly submit to getting their hair braided with flowers.]
Don't you have someone better to bother about this?
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[That's an easy answer, isn't it.... Still Baren's grinning, kicking his feet as pleased as punch. Still, he's gesturing for Majima to come closer even still. Apparently he's persistent.]
C'mon, you got anything better to do? They haven't brought out the pie yet - I checked!
[priorities, right]
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[it's in a really nice businesslike ponytail and everything. you can't mess with perfection.
only wait, hold up, priorities indeed:]
Is there seriously going to be pie?
[enticed by conversation of pie, he walks over to stand close to the picnic table, at least. this could definitely be a mistake.]
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To that, Baren just gestures to the bench. More certainly.]
Trust me, man, I can definitely do you one better.
[and he's still laughing]
But yeah! Apple and blueberry apparently - you can't expect me to waste away in boredom until it comes out though!
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ok he sits on the bench, i guess.]
Don't do anything weird to it.
[yes...he's actually accepting this gracious offer, apparently. it'll pass the time until the pie is here. and who is gonna say no to pie.]
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[which is... valid.
but Baren doesn't actually remember fucking this guy over???
Still, at least his hands are skilled and confident. He does know what he's doing with hair as he pulls out the ponytail with care and starts to brush his new friend's hair out.]
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anyways, he'll keep the conversation up while his new buddy runs his fingers through his hair. bros being bros dudes being dudes.]
Where'd you learn all that stuff about plants?
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Did you know that you can easily mistake the discovery channel for some horror shit if you watch it for long enough?
Plants'll fuck you up if you let 'em, you know?
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Never thought of it like that. The narrators on that channel always put me to sleep. You gotta at least make it sound excitin' -- like in a zombie movie. There's no boring narrators with that shit.
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[He goes back to work, grabbing some flowers to thread through his fingers to start braiding in, but unlike the happy little poppies in his hands, his voice turns dark. Somber.]
That was it - the day it all changed. No one saw it coming, you know? Everyone was so excited about the snow melting away, but we never thought about what could be waiting underneath it.
Poison festers in berries. Bugs make their homes out of the fruit you're ready to bite into. Never knew that a brush up against a leaf could leave you so sick it feels like your flesh is melting right off the bone—
[He's too into this.]
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That's fucking creepy. I love it.
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Yeah?
Buy my new book: Chemicals In Your Chores That Can Kick Your Ass.
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[he shouldn't find this as funny as he does]
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anyway that's too in-depth of an answer that he thinks he needs to give so even as he's picking up some daisies to add to this hair bouquet:]
Where would you have taken it?
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[he manages to sound not all that judgmental - just honestly answering his question. different strokes for different folks.]
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[you know, between scaring people and causing hysteria and then suggesting murder
there's a happy medium somewhere maybe]
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[murder is bad kids don't do it.]
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Right? I always do!
[HE SOUNDS SO PROUD OF HIMSELF BUT ALSO:]
What's your name anyway, pal?
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[he spends so much time working these days he almost always gets called by his last name -- to the point it's starting to feel more natural than his first name so he just goes the indecisive route and gives him both. #nailedit
baren might recognize his name from entertainment circles (or just night...life circles, honestly) as the owner of the cabaret club sunshine, which had gotten pretty successful over the last year. it's a little bit of a niche market, but also that means that its ~unique~ or something]
What's yours? You're pretty good at doing hair.
[i mean he has no idea what it looks like but it a) feels pretty good and b) baren's hair looks great]
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Baren.
["Baren Kaiyou" as a google search would provide, or any magazine spread should Majima flip through one someday. But he doesn't like to give people more than people ask for.]
Goro Majima... Sounds kinda familiar. Would I know you from something?
[he knows damn well where he knows the name from but listen, he'd be curious to hear it from majima himself]
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You might. I have a business in town.
[he's humble about it, for all that it's done pretty well for him. it's a means to an end, not an attempt to get famous for himself.]
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but ok no he's grinning now, even as he twirls a couple more flowers into goro's braid hopefully he wasn't trying to come off some masc today!!]
Yeah? What kind?
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do not worry though, a few flowers really isn't that big a deal. besides, with that beautiful long hair he ought to do something nice with it honestly]
's cabaret club. Kind of like a hostess club.
[he reaches into his jacket pocket to pull out a business card, Goro Majima, owner, Cabaret Club Sunshine and then sets it down behind himself on the table next to baren. baren's hands are a little occupied right now otherwise he'd just hand it to him outright.
(once he gets his actual japanese sensibilities back it will occur to him thats hella rude, but as a life long citizen of recollé this seems fine)]
I have a good team - guys and gals, if you ever want to stop by.
[his staff is going to lose their shit if party satan shows up but ok majima you do you]
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