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APRIL TDM
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 ![]() |
but she wants to do the thing :(
So all she can do is glare at him, glare at the beetle, glare at that friction burn on his forehead because doesn't he want revenge for that? Even though that was her fault— she'd been aiming at the beetle, so transitive property, it's the beetle's fault. ]
If it's dangerous, it shouldn't be allowed to run free... [ and then, like it's the first time she realizes it ] It's a giant beetle! It's unnatural! Look at the size of that thing!! Why isn't anybody else screaming and running away?!
"don't do the thing idiot" story of his life
Holding onto her shoulder lightly to make sure she doesn't escape, he glances at the other people in the park. Most of they are lying down or playing Frisbee with no reason to watch the trio screaming at each other. Then there are the joggers on the road below that don't glance up. It's unnatural, sure, but they shouldn't run and grab random people on the street to help out. This requires an expert.]
...Most people don't pay attention when they don't have to. Give it enough time. [Maybe.] Better that no one else startles it, or whoever we call will have a harder time catching it.
[Times to pull out that phone and search for whoever the hell could deal with this. Exterminator? Bug experts? How are they listed?]
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That doesn't sit well with her.
Calling for help sits slightly better, but still not great, because who would they even turn to for help? ]
Call the police and gun it down.
[ NO MERCY ]
I'm loving this thread so much
Iggy, satisfied with his treat, is bored. He could mess with the smaller human, or he can beg the human he likes for more treats. The beetle stands up and walks up to Mohammed.
Mohammed stares down at him, thumb poised above the number pad.
Iggy scratches himself with a hind leg.]
i love it too, they're so great and iggy is objectively the best
Hurry up...!
[ Mafuyu would like to give Mohammed a good hard shake right now, but she tries to keep in mind that thing he said about aggression provoking the beetle. Even though they aren't fighting back? Leave them alone!! ]
Don't- don't look into its eyes! That's like picking a fight, right?!
[ It's hard though, because she kind of wants to keep an eye on it in case it jumps at them again ]
too bad iggy isn't appable but his spirit lives on
And then turns away to poke at a branch.]
...I think we're safe. [For now. He's keeping an eye on it.]
i hope iggy can be a regain...
It's dialing! I'll put it on speaker!
it can be an IC mystery whether he reincarnates or it's a big coincidence
You did what?! [He panics and looks at the phone--yup, it's the emergency number.] This-this wasn't necessary! [He wants to hang up and forget this every happened, but don't the police come over anyway no matter what happens to the call? And now he has to explain that no one is dying or-]
This is 911, what is your emergency? [A calm voice speaks from the other side.]
I'm sorry! This was a misdial! Don't worry! [He's practically yelling at the speaker while sweating, hoping that Mafuyu doesn't yell over him. This is the worst day of his life, and now his number will forever be associated with a wrong call.]
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Beetle! Park!!
[ Single words she shouts for efficiency, in case the call breaks off or Mohammed hangs up (don't you dare!), but it only takes the word 'beetle' for the police operator to suspect a prank call and answer with, "Miss, there are many beetles in the park, as it is the beginning of spring... If you are afraid of insects—" ]
—No?!
[ She snaps her head up from the phone to Mohammed ]
Tell them!
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He takes his phone back in his hand, which hangs loosely, and holds it up to his ear.]
We found a giant beetle in the park. [It sounds so stupid, why did he have to suggest calling someone in the first place?] We...she wanted to call someone.
[The five seconds of silence sound like the end of the world. This is it. This is his mark on the world: the man who called the police about a bug. Shame on him, shame on his family, shame on his birds, shame on his dog--no wait Iggy wouldn't care.
And then there's laughing on the other end.]
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What're you laughing about, HUH? Do your job seriously! It's public safety! Send in the SWAT team to SWAT THE BUG!!
[ the operator just. keeps. laughing.
she is so pissed
this isn't a joke ]
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I'm--
[She's laughing at them. She's laughing at him. Why is this his life?]
I should go.
[Beep. He ends the call and stares at the screen.]