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JUNE TDM
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JUNE TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé. The kids are out for the summer and the weather's just fine. The sun's shining brightly, not a cloud in the clear gray sky. Everything seems at peace and citizens are out and about, smiling to one another and enjoying each other's company. Oh, and this thing (complete with cardboard cut-out) has currently taken the place of the founders' statues in Recollé Square. But that's probably not a big deal. What will you do today? I. What is this thing? Why is this thing here? For those of you in Tribunal Terrace today you may wish to investigate the five-foot-tall spinning wheel. How did it even get here? And where did the statues of the founders go? Even if you cannot answer those questions, it's hard to ignore the urge to give it a spin. Check out those colors go 'round and 'round. Depending on what number you land on, you will find a notification pop up on your phone with a short list of…words. Are these supposed to be qualifications? Weird. That was a waste of time. However, the moment you walk away you will find yourself accosted by various recruiters wherever you go, congratulating you on your impressive resumé and leading you to an office in Chata. Their offices have been equipped with tabletop-sized spinning wheels much like the one in Recollé Square that will spin 'round and 'round, determining the position you qualify for. Are you ready to show how these traits make you the perfect applicant? It looks like you have time to consult with your fellow candidates before your turn comes. Or perhaps you've managed to resist spinning that wheel. The recruiters absolutely love your willpower and determination and want you to join their team! For those who can resist, they will still find themselves whisked away by recruiters to the same office and thrown straight into training to prepare for interviewing their neighbors. Recruiters will set up pairs of interviewers and applicants, leaving them alone to ask the hard-hitting questions and pick the most qualified candidate. Do your best and beat out the rest! It's your time to shine. II. Just because school is out for the summer doesn't mean Apparassage is quiet. Students and faculty alike are bustling about already preparing for the next school year. Campus tours of Recollé University run every two hours, and there are open house tours of the local elementary, middle and high school. Perhaps you're a future student exploring the campus and getting to know your future classmates. Maybe you're faculty or a student guide wrangling the kids and keeping them in line. Or you just might be one of the unfortunate ones who have found yourself with six weeks of summer school. However, no matter where you find yourself in this district things get a little tricky when you're ready to leave for the day. The sidewalks outside of the buildings have all disintegrated, revealing a large void leading to nowhere beneath your feet. Without a clear path it seems impossible to escape, but stacked at the entrances of every doorway are large tiles with the letters of the alphabet carefully printed on them. When you look across the devoid path, you may notice you have a partner in a similar position with their own stack of letters. Get ready to expand your vocabulary. Building a bridge of connecting words may be your only chance of getting home before sunset. Strangely, as the letters are laid out they seem to suspend mid-air enough to hold your weight as you make your way carefully across this pit. Balance and precision are key in this game. The stack floats along behind you as you cross the void, letters seemingly adding to the pile to provide more materials to build. But like all games, there can be only one winner. Those who clear their letters first will arrive outside of the district safely, free now to come and go as they please. For those who do not clear their stack in time, you might have luck jumping from word to word to cross the finish line. Try as you might, if this is the method you follow, the moment you land on the winning word to leave the district the letters will glitch out, sending you plummeting into the void and landing on a long slope down to the bottom. Upon landing, you will see a series of chutes and ladders one can use to climb back up. Some ladders lead back to Apparassage. Some lead straight into Tisse, and some even lead to unexpected places. Where will you end up? The journey is up to you now. III. The days are longer, the nights are shorter, the sun is shining and it's noticeably warmer. Isn't it a perfect time for a summer potluck? The citizens of Recollé seem to think so and have all gathered today in Hollingberry Field with friends and loved ones to share food and fun. Kids chase after each other in friendly games of tag and hide-and-seek while other attendants mingle with one another, piling plates of food and sharing with their neighbor. Why, even Mayor Mayer is out today for this summer kickoff with his lovely red Chocobo, Seabiscuit. As the evening begins to wind down, however, there's a startled cry from the Mayor as he realizes someone has kidnapped his beloved pet from right under his nose. Was it you? How about you? Everyone has become a suspect and it's up to you to solve whodunnit. The Mayor provides everyone with a pen and a pad of paper divided into three sections for a suspect, a method, and a location. Grab a friend (or even a group of strangers) and get ready to interrogate each other to crack this case. (With a little looking, however, it's easy to see that Seabiscuit's merely wandered down the hill away from the park. But maybe it's better not to tell the Mayor. He seems very adamant about this game.) For anyone who manages to solve the case, the Mayor will be immensely grateful and reward you with a valuable prize! Congratulations! However, for anyone who fails to solve the puzzle, or even anyone found guilty of this heinous crime, by order of the Mayor you will be subjected to jail time for a full half an hour. (The Mayor can't stay too mad at his citizens. He loves them all.) IV. A nice, leisurely stroll through the entertainment district of Tisse seems to be in order. Summer sales are aplenty and now's the perfect time to shop 'til you drop. On the other hand, that doesn't seem to be the only thing dropping in Tisse. Do you hear that? Perhaps it is easy to ignore the sounds of stone crashing to the ground. Construction isn't unusual in this district. You think maybe you passed an ongoing demolition on your way inside a shop. But the crash happens again, and again, and again, a loud string of booms growing closer and closer. Are those buildings tipping into one another? Or is it your imagination? You may not have time to answer while the string of events is put into motion. A crane swings overhead, knocking into a well-placed boulder that begins to roll down the street. Cranes, pulleys and wires move in sync as the ball rolls right toward you. Will you run? Will you collide right into the next set of traps? You may recall learning about this type of experiment once upon a time, coming to realize the elaborately planned Rube Goldberg machine spans the entirety of the city. Maybe you're one of the lucky ones and you find a safe shop to dive into to escape. Or perhaps your sole focus is to run and get as far as you can, failing to notice that the large boulder herds you right to the end of the district and into a caged-in area. Make yourself comfortable. Someone from the outside will have to free you. But hey, maybe you aren't alone in this trap. Misery loves company, doesn't it? BONUS. The Retrospec app is at it again, just as useless as it's always been. After downloading to your device and allowing you to upload a profile picture, the app seems to take over your phone. Any time you open your phone to use it, a splash screen appears prompting you to pick one of the brightly colored wedges (or one of the two grayed out ones.) It's time to exercise your brain and buff your trivia stats. Answering a question from your selected category will allow you to use your phone once again, but if you get it wrong? Retrospec will encourage you not to give up and try again. ...or, you know, you could ask someone to help figure out the answer. Hey, that person looks like they're bursting with knowledge! Perhaps it's best to see if they can help you stop this madness. As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply are futile. Once a question has been answered correctly, phones will return to their usual functionality until the next time it settles into idle mode. 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!
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it doesn't take her long to get situated. rather, she wisely decides not to draw it out. it isn't that she's particularly keen on reading him, but rather... she just had a gut feeling. intuition, or a vague sense of something. or maybe, more realistically, she just felt that had to be the case, because she didn't consider herself all too heavy. didn't consider the man weak, and maybe she was studying his face a bit too hard.
at any rate— ] Tsk, tsk, tsk. [ professor voice: ] That's meaningless if I didn't see you at office hours and if you didn't pass the final exam with a B+ or above. [ she says, as she places a hand on the top of his head. as if steadying herself through that.
when they're right beside the wall, she instantly grabs the top. squeezing it with enough pressure just to permit the top half of her body over.
except, now... she realizes. how??? would?? he?? get out?? but, it's too late as she's up and over—
fortunately, she sticks the landing. ]
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Once she's secure he shifts his hands up, hands to her waist, keeping her steady as she gets her body over the wall.
Honestly she receives a perfect score from that landing. ] Didn't break anything, princess? [ There's only the faintest hint of a flush to his cheeks having put stress on his shoulder, but for the most part he doesn't appear the least bit tired. ] You should move quick before someone throws you back in.
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but, she can work with this.
at any rate, this is where the true drama unfolds. as soon she recovers her bearings, she quickly moves to press her palms against one of the bulbous "bars" of the jail cell. once solidified, she gives it a brief, but theatrical shake. ] Jac— [ she speaks quietly to herself: ] Oh, that's right.
This is better with— [ correcting herself: ] My prince! What am I to do! [ uh... ]
I can't leave without you! [ cue her artfully falling to her knees, but paying enough mind to make sure she lands safely and comfortably on the grass.
look, she has priorities. she then, leans back, placing a hand to cover her mouth as if to suppress tears.
honestly, the room has better acting than she's doing, but she supposed that was part of the charm. ]
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He might as well see where this heads and just play it out. Sousuke's surprisingly skilled in being dramatic, some people can vividly recall when during his senior year of high school he pretended to swallow a fish to scare someone. ]
You know the answer. [ He kneels down, just so that there's a shorter amount of distance between their heights, offering a gentle, reassuring smile before he's reaching between the bars to pat away crocodile tears. ] Though it pains me to say it... the only option is for you to go alone. I won't be able to escape, I... I'm already at my limit. [ His voice sounds pained, as if he's actually fucking losing someone that's important to him. They're honestly the two worst shitposters to have ever existed. ] Princess, please.
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while most individuals might have practiced some semblance of shame here, stella is devoid of any of those sentiments. if anything, the fact that the stranger plays along only gives more cause for her to continue on confidently. (not that, she would have been opposed to one-sidedly continuing this, either. listen.) there's no hint of pause, even as she feels his hands draw towards her face. she closes her eyes, tilting her head into the touch.
she brings a hand to trail over the back of his wrist through the bars. ] I won't. [ she says softly. her eyes downturned as they gradually open. ] You said you trusted me. So how could I? [ she then, lifts her free hand to "pound" on the inflatable jail cell. ]
Besides, then who would keep me warm at night? [ uh,
one of these things aren't like the others. ]
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He brings his hands up just to cup her cheeks, meeting her stubbornness with mild aggregation. ] Does that matter? If you get captured again, then... ! [ His voice grows louder, brows creating lines of irritation between his eyes. ]
You're so stupid, girl I've only just met! You're stupid!
[ that's a scene from titanic they just keep jumping back and forth ]
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As fun as it is to be acting dramatic, it's also tiring. ]
Be right back.
[ He's gotta put his shoes on before he's walking back around and to the girl, his expression neutral despite him easing into a subtly playful tone: ] Hey, princess. Or should I call you Rose? I got confused halfway through.
[ OBVIOUSLY ]
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also, honestly, she was still a bit confused...
was he going back to titanic, or was that completely ad-lib? or? well, even on the titanic, they actually just met like... an hour ago. but, stella swiftly decides this was probably inconsequential in hindsight. and honestly, echoing sousuke's sentiments. she was also ... tired. ]
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Eh~? Was Jack not an a prince? [ is her inquiry/verdict. as far a she was concerned he was a prince and legend amongst pre-teen girls???
still, she seems to give it a small shrug. especially, as she places a hand on his shoulder. ] More importantly...
[ ...
was this still acting? she's so keen on leaving a dramatic pause, she doesn't actually continue. ]
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More importantly.
... ... ... ]
My name is Sousuke. [ Play time is over, apparently. ] Are you like this with everyone you just meet?
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she opens her mouth and then swiftly closes it. she's fairly certain there have been poor princes, or poor losers who have become princes— but, she supposed that also wasn't really the point. ... and expressing it would probably require some form of investment from her (sorry jack), and so, she doesn't. instead, she cherrypicks and focuses on what was presently of interest to her. ]
I was going to say I was tired from playing, but— [ :thinking pepe:
...
... ] You might have been the first to ever play along. [ it's a steady realization, before she brushes it off. ] Stella. At your service! [ she would ta-da and pose, but she doesn't. wow, she really needs to step up her game. or so, she thinks of idly. ]
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Stella... right.
[ She doesn't need to wow him anymore than she already has. Between trying to recover with a wink after nearly falling, to being close to tears over absolutely nothing, Sousuke's beyond impressed. He wonders if she's an actress, briefly, but that sounds near ridiculous. Who would throw in someone relatively famous into a bouncy house jail?? ]
Rose is easier to remember.
[ He's just messing around, of course...
He's not.
Anyway in a few months they'll be dating so whoooooooooooooop. this thread is over bijou don't reply to it with pepes. ]
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i was already prepping. ]