APRIL TDM

[recollecters]

TEST DRIVE

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.

Comments

[adoringpast]

I don't mean slapping a filter on a selfie and posting it online, you idiot. I'm talking about photography as a profession.

And judging from this [ turns the magazine around so that it faces her ], not everyone is suited for it. I could just complain and have that photographer fired, but I have much better things to do anyway.

[buncho]

[ What is a filter... Mafuyu honestly has no clue about photography, but she will defend this photographer's honor just the same. ]

Are you stupid? It's the person in the picture that makes the makes it work! It's your stupid face's fault if the picture looks stupid!

[adoringpast]

[ Oh. Wow. Good luck with that. ]

Hah? Do you even know how any of this works? A photographer should be able to take any good shot of a person, no matter how boring they look. You're talking nonsense out of your mouth.

[buncho]

It looks the same! You look exactly the same here—

[ She swipes the magazine from Mizuki's hands and turns it around on him, his face stretched out with the way she bends the magazine for emphasis ]

—as in person, through people's eyes! Don't blame the photographer just 'cause you're boring!!

[adoringpast]

I refuse to believe that. Do you even have eyes, whoever you are? I look absolutely great at all angles. It's the photographer's fault for not knowing what she was doing.

[ I mean come on. Look at him. ]

[buncho]

[ He's a very pretty boy and that just pisses her off because he's right?? There's nothing wrong with that photograph that Mafuyu can think of, and if she were levelheaded at all, she would try to express that sentiment and convince Mizuki that it looks just fine.

but she's a kid. she only knows how to talk with her fists ]

Stuuuupid. How 'bout I throw you onto the floor? You won't look too great then.

[adoringpast]

Do that, and I'll call the police on you.

[ A smug smile. Try him. ]

[buncho]

[ !!! That's right, this isn't a corner of the schoolyard where she can get into a tussle or two and none of the teachers are any wiser of it. She tsks in irritation, and folds her arms across her chest to hold back the temptation to start swinging. ]

Coward. Hiding behind the police.

[ She's bitter!! How dare the police do their job and protect public safety! ]

[adoringpast]

It's not cowardice, it's knowing my rights as a innocent citizen.

[ Yeah yeah, Mizuki. Don't rub it in. ]

[buncho]

It's cowardice! You're a coward! Fight your own fights!

[ Even the ones you didn't pick yourself! ]

[adoringpast]

I was minding my own business until you came along and ruined all that. And I can't risk kicking myself out in that weather.

[buncho]

You talked to me first!

[ Her rude staring did not instigate this okay. ]

And it's just a little rain. [ She gestures to... whatever direction, outside, it doesn't matter because it's roaring loud enough to hear over both the background music playing in the store and the chatter of customers. ] Who cares? What's the big deal?

[adoringpast]

You were staring at me first, in case you forgot.

[ Just gonna grab the magazine back from her. ]

Also, are you really that stupid? I can't risk myself getting sick. Are you one of those kids who likes frolicking in rain, because I don't.

[buncho]

[ Take back the stupid magazine! because Mafuyu is definitely one of those kids who likes frolicking in the rain, and she just assumes everybody else does too. What's the point of umbrellas if your pants get soaked just walking, and the rest of you too when the wind carries the rain to pummel you sideways? ]

Rain's just water! It's like taking a shower! Or are you too good for showers too?

[adoringpast]

[ You have no idea how close he is to hitting her with this magazine. ]

I take normal showers in the bathroom. Rain is different. You really think it's the same?

[buncho]

[ real question: why hasn't he done so already? that's some herculean self control ]

It's the same time! Water falling on your head.

1/2

[adoringpast]

[adoringpast]

Get out of my sight. I'd lose more brain cells if I keep talking to you.

[buncho]

No way. You leave first.

[ Running away means losing and— okay so this isn't a fight but she makes it into one anyways. ]

[adoringpast]

Oh, I'm sorry, are you the owner of this place? I'm not even done ordering.

[ Speaking of which, where is that dang coffee? ]

[buncho]

What're you ordering?

[ She'd come inside to get out of the rain, initially, and with Mizuki loitering around with a magazine, she just thought he was the same. Thus, a complete 180 when he starts talking about food. ]

Let me try some.

[adoringpast]

What? No. I'm only getting coffee.

[ Although... let him just grab the menu again. He's getting hungry from all this mindless drivel. ]

I feel like getting pasta, though...

[buncho]

[ Mafuyu sliiiiiiiiiides in next to him, looking over his shoulder at the menu. ]

I like pasta! The ravioli here is super good!

[adoringpast]

Who says I'm treating you? I don't even know who you are?!

[ Seriously, kid. Shoo. Scram. ]

[buncho]

My name's Mafuyu! And I gave you all that great advice, remember? The least you can do is treat me!

[ She sits and slams her hand down, pinning the menu to the table. Let's get cheese rangoon. ]