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AUGUST TDM

TEST DRIVE

AUGUST TEST DRIVE
The city of Recollé.

...yeah. Yeah, it's just sort of a mess...

What will you do today?

I.
What the hell happened here? Perhaps you're new to the city, or perhaps you've finally started to notice just how bad the damage is to the beloved city of Recollé. The convention center is still crumbled in pieces and several local shops have boarded up windows and doors to prepare for reconstruction. Vendors on the street try to urge residents to purchase monster insurance for all of their home and vehicle needs. But the moment you step outside, you'll find yourself greeted by a member of the Recollé Restoration Committee as they thrust a hardhat into your hands and eagerly chatter about your new assignment.

Whether you find yourself in Tisse and assigned to haul pieces of stone around or you're placed over in Apprassage to pour cement, you'll find you aren't alone in these tasks. It's nice to meet your coworkers, isn't it?

II.
But really, what caused all of this? This is completely insane and while some of you may be willing to help rebuild the city, others might wish to solve the mystery. Poking around the various districts, NPCs will explain that monster attacks "sometimes just happen" which seems pretty strange in and of itself. Monsters shouldn't "just happen", should they? And where are these alleged monsters anyway?

Careful what you wish for, though. Exploring too much and straying off-task will lead to finding some things you may not want. These creatures will immediately hone in on new Retrospec users and begin to chase them, though they won't outright attack. While the smaller ones may be destroyed with a bit of effort, it might be wise to either cut your losses or find someone with a bit more experience to take on the larger creatures. Don't worry; there's bound to be someone to help.

III.
By now, you may have heard the rumors from some of your fellow Retrospec users that several members of the network have disappeared. You may even hear the rumors that those members are lost in "unreality" and that the city itself is a bit...unstable. But they're just rumors, right?

Everything seems fine as you go about your day (monsters notwithstanding.) However, any time you pass from one district to another suddenly a list of names scrolls past your line of vision . As the list comes to a halt and lands on one name, you may recognize it as a friend or a stranger. If you're lucky, you may get a holographic video connecting you to someone still in the city. If you're even luckier, you may find someone speaking up inside your head due to a telepathic connection. Go ahead and say hi. You just might get some answers from those who have been lost and those you haven't met yet.

IV.
As the night begins to set upon the city, a warm sleepy feeling rolls through. Whatever you're doing, it's hard to fight off the urge to curl up under a shaded tree and take a nap. After some time it's nearly impossible to ignore any longer and no matter where you are, you'll instantly fall asleep. Strangely, even

The place that you wake up, however, may look very familiar to you. You've seen this place before. In fact, you've lived through this very scene before. Maybe it's the little league game you scored your first home run, or maybe it's your high school prom. These are your memories played back to you, and glancing back you may find that again you aren't alone. Any Retrospec user has the ability to pass through these pockets of time and can stumble right into your memories. The memory pockets can appear no matter where a person is, and they'll be able to view and interact with the memories they see. Take a walk through your childhood neighborhood. Sit through the nightmare of your college entrance exams. These memories are yours as you've lived them. However, try not to change anything about the past. Memories can be quite tricky if meddled with too much.

BONUS.
While the makers of Retrospec are a bit scattered and busy at the moment, it seems as though they have failsafes to keep their systems up and running. The latest update push operates on its own and begins to download to your device. Your profile remains the same as always (your name and your photo), but it appears you won't have access to it until you apply one of the brand new filters to your picture. Seems easy, right?

Maybe you should have given this a second thought. As soon as the filter's applied to your photo, you might find that people are stopping and staring at you as you go about your day. They may or may not comment, but what's evident is that something's going on that you're unaware of. A quick glance in your phone's camera, a storefront window or a mirror will reveal all. That fun filter's now applied itself to your face with no hope of coming off for a while. Have fun!

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!

For continuity's sake, for the first time we will be stating that the TDM is dated IC 8/17! This is all in one day. Potential applicants/characters on the TDM will revert back to NPC status on 8/18 and will not remember the events of the TDM until the mod-posted Retrospec post goes up 9/1.

Members of Group 2, since the TDM can be considered game-canon, prompts III and IV are open for you to tag around to new players while stuck in your locations outside of the city!

For Prompt III, members of Group 2 may telepathically connect to someone even if there's a video option, but their faces and surroundings will be obscured! Other members of the game + potential applicants may use video if they wish.

For Prompt IV, please remember these are memories from your AU and not your canon! Should characters deviate from these "memories" too much, they will find themselves thrown back to the beginning of the memory to start over!

And finally, the filters provided in the bonus are just examples and you can swap in any others you want.

Your August TDM directory is here, and your AU workshop is here! Our mod questions thread for this TDM is over here!

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A QUESTION ABOUT PROMPT 4 would they be canon or recolle memories?

I'm too lazy to swap hi Sarah! As per the bottom notes on the TDM, they would be your AU memories!

RIGHT thank you I must have glossed over it earlier! fingerguns

i.

[while there are hard hats, and he's wearing one, Franklin isn't much help. In fact, despite rolled up sleeves, he's more interested in taking notes. He's writing stuff down, to send back to hid editor in London. He knew he was supposed to be covering another story, but how did you not take a moment to note monster attacks?

He glances around, and then locks eyes with the closest person]

How long ago did this happen?

ii.

[his previous investigation has taken him out around town, scouting for the worst areas of damage. He's not looking for monsters, but he's aware he could find them.

Still, he's faced far more danger in his mind, and he's undeterred that there's a monster's nest ahead. Do you want to try and stop him?]

iii.

[he'd heard the rumors of the disappeared people, but he didn't expect to see a list of names out of the corner of his eye, nor did he expect to see a hologram appear once he read a name on the list.

He crouches near it, investigating.

Honestly, he's going to poke at it, not assuming it's real.]

Well, isn't this interesting.

II.

[Gallagher Brando thought himself a reasonably, rational man. He didn't believe in supernatural nonsense, although it was fascinating to him on a certain level. Which is why he found himself in this situation now.

[You can find him there. Wholly serious face, eyes locked with... a spirit rabbit he's holding in his hands. How he is keeping a straight face while doing this is a miracle but anyone who knows Gallagher would, at this point, expect that from him. This is just how her operates.

[No matter how impossible it may seem.]

III.

[And speaking of odd supernatural occurrences... he now has another one. Specifically, Gallagher now has to contend with a mysterious voice spontaneously appearing in his head which is, all and all, marginally less weird than the rabbit but still quite odd. And privacy invading.]

"Ah, hello. This is a bit startling, so apologizes if I sound somewhat awkward."

[Gall don't kid yourself you always sound awkward.]

i.

Hooooooooly shiiiiiiiiit.

[it was like she was really seeing the damage for the first time. She looks around her, clutching the hard hat to her chest. It was a little weird that they were throwing her, a 14 year old girl, into the reconstruction business, but she didn't argue.]

What the fuck? Can you believe this?

[Ellie's asking the closest person, her voice straining with awe and excitement. The city was in shambles!]

I wonder if we'll see a real monster?

iii.

[She's so jazzed. She waves at the hologram in front of her, poking at it, and grinning widely when her hand passes through it.]

Dude. Do you know that you're a fucking hologram right now? How cool is that?

[poke, poke, poke.]

This is literally some sci-fi level stuff right here.

wildcard!

message this journal and we can do an individual prompt--!

[ ooc: kyouko kirigiri is a 20yo med student who has lived in recollé since her sophmore year of high school! she works at the university library and is very focused and composed and sort of serious...though she can do deadpan and subtle humor, ok. you can read more about here here on the au workshop, and i am happy to plot anything new! ]

ia. what the actual fuck, part one

[ kyouko has lived in recollé for about five years now, and she's used to the place - except today seems...strange. she doesn't recall being very worried about the wreckage earlier in the month, or about how it was caused, but now...

now, kyouko kirigiri can be found standing outside the convention center on her lunch break, coffee in hand. she isn't actually eating anything, just drinking coffee, apparently.

her gaze is very focused and she seems to be...thoughtful about everything. ]

...

[ that said, she also will kind of ditch the hardhat and the assignment because no why? ]

ib. what the actual fuck, part two

[ monster insurance. she's sure that would have made sense yesterday, but... ]

...I'm not interested. [ calm and extremely cold and. yeah. although she does take some packets to read through carefully, seeming to pay particular attention to the dates the pamphlets were made. ]

ii. continued what the actual fuck, this time with monsters

[ fun fact: kyouko doesn't carry weapons on her, but she is perfectly willing to like, slam the heel of her high-heeled boots onto a probably regretful ditto'd object trying to creep on her.

if you want to help her out against something more dangerous, that's fine too, but. ]

iv. remember when

[ high school prom, you say? why not. at least kyouko didn't go in for a sparkly gown of any sort, but something understated and black, her hair swept up in an elegant twist.

even in the real memory she'd probably been more content to watch than interact, and now she stands casually off to the side and tracks her former self across the gymnasium floor.

this is weird. ]

...I didn't think I cared that much about this.

[ why is she reliving it. ]

wildcard

[ or do whatever! especially for the dream prompt if we have pre-arranged cr; feel free to hit me up with a shared memory between the two or whatever the fuck, i'll roll with whatever. you can pm me or hit me up on lucylovespluto if you need to work out details! ]

i.

What happened to everything? [ If he wasn't around so many people, he might have dropped a few colorful words to show just how confused he is about this whole situation. His confusion only deepens when he's given some vendors that are talking about monster repellant. Monster repellant! In the eight years that he's live in this city, this has to be the craziest thing that has ever happened. Mass hysteria? Just what is going on?

Carlos only stops his wandering when someone is shoving a hardhat into his hands. He blinks and stares dumbly as some long-winded but overall excited explanation is being spewed out about his new assignment. His hand is up to correct them that he's a firefighter and doesn't really want to change his occupation -- but he's somehow found himself dragged along to an area in need of serious reconstruction. ]

... the day just keeps getting crazier and crazier. [ But the hardhat is on his head and he decides that he can't just leave things like this. His station would have offered to lend a hand anyway, now that he thinks about it. And that must have been what that member of the Recollé Restoration Committee was getting at. ]

Um, hi. I guess we're in this together, huh?

iii.

Huh?

[ This isn't like how the device is supposed to work. Not how he remembers it -- seeing it scroll down so many names and highlight at random. Carlos lightly taps the side of his head as he wonders if perhaps that would "fix" the problem. It doesn't. Instead, a video is played and he breathes out a small sigh before trying to look a little less confused and frustrated. ]

I don't know why it grabbed you... sorry. This whole thing's insane... I have no idea what's going on. [ His eyes close for a brief second before opening them and giving a reassuring smile. ] But it's going to be all right. We're all in this together, right? This is the city we're going to be living in, that we live in, so it's going to be okay.

extra bonus

[ none of these work? make up a scenario and i'm good with it! ]

[ooc: John Egbert is 18, will be brand new to the city and starting his first year of college! Friendly, chatty, and probably very confused. You can find my workshop comment at the bottom of these prompts, thanks!]

II.

[The fuck is this? What the fuck is this? He was just exiting the Recollé University Housing Department building when a Ball Monokuma rolls right across his path and begins to follow him. Glancing down at the ball, he begins to run across campus with the ball in hot pursuit, picking up old wrappers from energy bars and empty coffee cups to throw at the back of John's head. It's when he feels the vague slime of someone's old yogurt hit the back of his head that he finally turns.]

Hey! [And without warning he darts forward, bringing his leg back and…kicking…the Ball Monokuma in the face to send it sailing through the air. Does it land in your path? Are you concerned about the goop in his hair? It's a mystery.]

III.

[Walking from Apprassage back to Tisse shouldn't take long, but being new to the city and still not quite sure where he's going has some impact on John Egbert being lost. The moment he crosses the boundary line between the two districts though his vision whites out and a whole string of unfamiliar names roulette in front of him. Hearing the sound of someone else on the other end of the connection, he does the most intelligent thing possible.]

What? Sorry, I missed that.

IV.

[What a tiring day. Between fighting with the housing office in a losing battle and also just generally running around in the sun, John finds himself in Hollingberry Field seated on a bench with his head tipped back and his eyes closing…

…granted, not long after that, he finds himself back home in a different park. Walking along the baselines of the baseball diamond, he finds himself saying goodbye to the last of his teammates who were practicing and winds up alone. Picking up a baseball, he tosses it into the air repeatedly with a glove he doesn't remember having, walking further down the field before turning as soon as he spots someone new from the corner of his eye.]

It's going to rain in about five minutes. Just so you know.

Wildcard

[He can also be found wandering around the RU campus giving himself a self-guided tour, perusing different coffee shops and just exploring the city. For the dream prompt, I can also customize you something else if you'd like a different AU memory! If you have other ideas please feel free to hit me up on my plurk (

alternatively or his workshop comment here!]

I.

[ The hardhat is one thing - it's not the greatest look on her, but she's not going to argue with safety officers - but being assigned to help pour concrete is too much. She's a teenage girl dressed in a cute, frilly shirt and a short skirt, clothes she's not willing to get dirty; she is 100% not dressed for construction work.

This wasn't the type of part-time job she'd been planning on getting. Especially without any promise of pay. ]

Hey, I didn't agree to this! I'm pretty sure this is child labor or something...!

[ Conscripted labor, at the least. So for now, she's crossing her arms, refusing to get involved. Good luck for anyone trying to convince her otherwise... but she's more than happy for anyone to join her in her mini-rebellion. ]

III.

[ It's starting to dawn on Kotone that Recollé is really, really weird now. The sudden destruction was one thing, but the monsters were another, and now, a list of names suddenly scrolling in her vision? Either she's in serious need of some psychiatric help, or her world's turning upside-down.

...And then she hears a faint voice in her head, and freaks out. ]

Wh, what the fuck was that? [ A pause. Wait, assuming those names are related somehow... ] Uh, I mean... who are you?

[ This place is weird now. ]

wildcard.

[ Feel free to hit her up with a different prompt if none of the above strike your fancy! ]

[why would you do that, john. He's already injured, he thought he was free from further monster fights for at least a little bit, but no. John kicks the stupid monster right in his path, and this guy!!! has had!!! enough!!! of monster fights.

Like, seriously, this is just rude.]

Watch where you're aiming!

[and then he looks down at the stupid thing, and kicks it-- straight into a tree. He's still got some of those soccer skills. That didn't even require him to have to move his injured shoulder-- win-win.]

Edited 2017-08-17 04:30 (UTC)

ONE ✽ Bob the Builder

[ Oh! Yes, this is...this is quite bad, isn't it? She probably should have registered that it would be a big mess when the monsters started to attack, but now that she thinks back on it, she was mostly just worried about getting cantaloupe, wasn't she? Well, she has cantaloupe and now she has a hard hat. Maybe she needs two so her cantaloupe can have one too.

Helping out is important, though, so despite her surprise at being a drafted volunteer, she doesn't mind at all. Although that is a very, very large piece of concrete that's jutting out of the ground that she's pushing with all her might on. ]

Unf!

[ Yes, she sure is trying. Maybe you should lend a hand??

Or better yet...who let her borrow a jackhammer? Is that even allowed? Either way, she's trying to figure out how to turn it on. ]

Hm...is it even plugged in?

TWO ✽ I Would ~~Walk~~ Run 500 Miles

[ She kind of wishes she had the jackhammer right now. That thing could do some damage. Yes, if she were setting up another D&D campaign, Orihime would definitely make a jackhammer an available weapon even if it needed a source of electricity--or maybe it's a magic jackhammer! The chord is just for aesthetics and authenticity! It would certainly come in handy if she could use it on the thing that's chasing her!

Yeah, that sure is a weird flying thing. ]

Aaaaahhh!

[ So she's running as fast as she can down the street, trying to avoid debris.

Run for your life with her? Or maybe you know how to take this thing down. ]

THREE ✽ Ring ring ring, banana phone

[ Thank goodness she managed to escape that creature! They're more fun in games than they are in real life, it seems. She takes a moment to catch her breath when something catches her eye. ]

Hm...?

[ That--that...somehow...is that someone's face? Appearing in a glitchy, but visible video floating seemingly in thin air. ]

H-Hello?

BONUS ✽ Maybe it's her, maybe it's Maybelline

[ This is wildly entertaining. Orihime wants to try all the filters, but she decides on a classic!

Of course, now that she's walking around, she's noticing that other people are noticing her. Hm, she hasn't gotten a haircut recently...maybe she's still winded from running for her life? She's really not paying it too much mind, though--she's still curious in exploring what's change about the city...and why she hasn't noticed it up until now. This couldn't have happened overnight, right?

But, well...there is something different about her... ]

WILDCARD ✽ Playing it fast and loose

[ Anything you don't see above! Hit me up here or plot on PLURK at

doggystyle ]

Where the fuck—

[This is not his bedroom or the weird undersea ocean he was exploring. Is this prom? Why is he at prom again? How many times would he weirdly go to prom this year? Regardless Baren's just going to look like he wandered straight off the runway, as per usual, but.

When he sees Kyouko, he perks up considerably?]

Koko...!

[not her name but ok]

Ah, you look beautiful. Love your hair.

[did he do that???]

"Well, I wouldn't be so optimistic. There's a possibility they might now, but... Even so, we can only hope."

[Gallagher's face is completely stoic, but even so, he's not going to deny it. This entire monster situation puts him on edge. Normally, he'd consider it completely insane... were it not for the fact that it was definitely occurring, and definitely real. And if there was at least one trait about him, it was that he was quick at adapting and accepting new circumstances. Even if said circumstances were, say, monster attacks.]

[ HE'S NOT MADE FOR THIS. because lelouch lamperouge is, in one word, completely unfit, so why the hell has he been put on restoration committee work? he can barely even lift anything, let alone shove cement or push around building materials so essentially? this is a Bad Idea all around.

so, option one. come yell at him for slacking off, because that's definitely what he's doing.

or, option two, for more fun and games, he's trying to escape from his sudden onslaught of restoration committee work. either he's going to co-opt you as an accomplice, or maybe you've caught him trying to run off, please don't sell him out? ]

II.

[ HE IS EVEN MORE NOT PREPARED FOR THIS WHAT THE HECK WHY IS HE BEING ATTACKED BY MONSTERS he's helpless and running away from any kind of monster of your choice please come save him. ]

III.

[ okay well. this is strange? but then again nothing about today has been quite normal, so when a list of names flies past his vision and stops on a random name? he doesn't quite know what to expect. except-- ]

Hello? Is there anyone there?

[ he's not exactly expecting anyone to respond straightaway, or to like. actually have video feed coming in.

respond, y/n? ]

IV.

[ it takes him a moment to register where he is, although the recognition comes quickly. it's easy to recognise a place where you've been at multiple times before, right down to the chess board set up and the opponent in front of him.

he's just moved the king on the chessboard. ]

What's this? The King?

[ lelouch grins. he remembers this conversation as well, remembers how he'd managed to catch his opponent off guard because of the sheer audacity of that move. but then again, lelouch has always taken refuge in audacity. ]

Of course. If the king doesn't move, then his subjects won't follow.

[ it's almost satisfying to see the way the man recoils, just as he says it. lelouch smirks, and catches sight of someone standing in the corner of the room - someone he doesn't quite recognise. he only remembers there being two people the last time this happened, so he calls out. ]

Are you just going to stand there?

[ surprisingly, his opponent doesn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. ]

WILDCARD.

( got an idea or want me to write a personalised starter? let me know! I can be reached via thelightroyale for plotting and the like! his workshop comment is here. )

[ it's a dream, and dave's aware of that much. because right now he's in a lab with the others he's been stuck with since august started. they've been together for seventeen days (...minus three, because time shit) and he knows they didn't just suddenly warp back.

especially because he doesn't recognize where the fuck he is.

it's...

...a sportsball field of some kind. two of his friends play it. baseball? whatever. but this isn't in recolle, and something's strange about his sense of where he is.

and then there's a voice he's heard in his memories and dreams, and dave freezes and looks sideways. ]

...Egbert. [ why the fuck is dave dreaming about sports. dreaming about past-life best friends? that's one thing. dreaming about probably-baseball is way the fuck weirder, though. ]

[Normally, Gallagher would be all in favor of obeying the law. He was a judge, the law was sort of his thing. But Gallagher's physical fitness level on its own was... lackluster to say the least. So as he sees Lelouch trying to escape, he breathes a sigh of relief. And this entire Restoration Committee situation was legally sketchy anyways so... he had no qualms with leaving.]

"I see you're escaping from this nonsense as well, hmm?"

[Might as well strike up conversation with the fellow escapee.]

I - Can you press gang a thirteen year old?

[Luna huffed and crossed her arms, staring up at the constantly-smiling man who was trying to hand her a hard hat and a basket full of what looked like sandwiches.]

I told you, I'm not helping anyone with anything, I don't care how broken the city is! You can't force me to do it, I don't even think I'm even allowed to do it, and even if I were I'm not going to waste a whole day handing gullible volunteers your...

[She leaned up a bit to peer into the basket, and wrinkled her nose.]

...Ham sandwiches?

[And she dropped back onto her heels.]

Yeah. Definitely not being your ham delivery girl.

[He did not seem like he'd be taking no for an answer, though. Someone come rescue her before she kicks him in the shins or something?]

II - Wait. Floating mouths. Seriously?

[Luna's curious explorations as to the 'monsters' everyone was talking about had led her around the wrong corner, it seemed, and now she came running right back out of it, being chased by two creepy floating, giggling mouth things.]

[She was clearly pretty fast, ducking between people as if this wasn't her first time bolting away from someone who didn't want her to leave, but the monsters were definitely gaining on her. Help?]

IV - Some things are better left forgotten.

[Luna wasn't a stranger to napping, really. She was pretty good at finding an out of the way corner to curl up when she should've been in class or dealing with her foster parents or really anywhere. But it typically didn't come on quite this fast, and she barely had time to sit down on a bench before she was out...]

[And waking up curled up on the grass outside of a small, slightly run-down single family home in the suburbs of Recollé. It's late afternoon, the sun just starting to disappear behind the trees, and a woman is standing in the driveway next to an idling dark green sedan.]

[Luna stood up slowly, staring at the scene, her fingers curling into tiny fists. She remembered this...but...]

[The front door to the house suddenly bursts open, and another Luna, perhaps two years younger, comes storming out, dragging a black trashbag along behind her.]

Fine. Whatever. GOODBYE!

[The younger Luna shouted, and the older Luna winced at each word. Damn it...]

Wildcard

[Luna is out and about most of the time. Fellow schoolmate? Someone she knows? Someone she doesn't know? Hit me up or throw something here I'll make it work.]

Edited 2017-08-17 04:56 (UTC)

[ I. What the Heck ]

[Elliot was new in town. He was supposed to be starting college, but came a bit early to get everything moved in, and maybe spend time with his brother before his class started. He'd never been to Recolle before, but everything from what his brother described he expected well....

NOT THIS.

He's staring around in confusion and horror at all the rubble. He hadn't heard anything about this-- surely this would've been on the news if a disaster happened right? Surely his own brother would've mentioned something about a disaster hitting--

He squeaks in fear when he hears what some street vendor is selling]

W-Wait! Did you say- Monster insurance?! As in-

[But before he can get any of his questions answered, someone calls out to him and shoves a hard hat into his hands, eagerly chatting about how they need him to help clear out rubble and it's great he could make it today-]

W-WHAT?! H-hold on, there must be some mistake---

[Help a kid out? Because from his small size and stature? There's no way he's here to help lift heavy rubble. ]

[II. Yep. Monsters.]

[Eventually, by some luck, Elliot's able to get away from the forced construction work. Talk about exhausting work, he felt completely worn out, and he didn't do nearly half as much as some of the other people did.

Determined not to get roped into more work, he's decided to try to make his way to the campus. Technically it wasn't move in date yet, but it seemed to be the best place to--

Except any thoughts are completely cut off when he turns a corner to find a monster blocking his path]

Eek!

[He stumbles back, completely scared. He's not at all a fighter, and all he's got on him is a suitcase. It might be good to have someone help out.

OOC: Pick any monster you'd like! Elliot has zero fighting experience, so good luck.]

[III. Chat Roulette with a Nerd]

[But some miracle, Elliot has survived making it to the campus. He had heard the rumors about missing people, but....honestly, between the sudden construction work, the monsters, the rubble-- there was way too many things to keep track of his first day in--

-- oh no. And now he was seeing a list appear in the side of his vision. He doesn't recognize most of the names scrolling past. But that's a moot point when a holographic video pops up in front of him, with another person on the side of it.

....

This is weird. But Elliot was a polite person, and it'd be rude to not say hello even if he's starting to wonder if he just fell asleep on the bus and was dreaming this whole day.]

H-Hello..?

[Wildcard]
[Got another prompt for Elliot? Go ahead and hit me up!]

Edited 2017-08-17 04:46 (UTC)

[It's true, Baren wasn't at this one.

Though - despite the weirdness of getting trapped in a memory, it's a welcome reprieve for him right now. There's another second where he seems tired, slower to respond than usual, before his expression relaxes into an easy grin as he wanders over with a bounce in his step and lets one arm rest on Lelouch's shoulder as he peeeers over at the board.]

No, no, let me see, Lulu!

[The simultaneously unnerving and unmoved accomplice, that's Baren.]

I

Look. I'm not here to work I... Damn it...

[Looking at the hardhat in his hands, he frowns. He has a shop to run and doesn't have time to deal with this. Sighing, he looks around then moves the lollipop around in his mouth a bit, the stick almost looking like a cigarette if one ignores the clacking against his teeth sometimes.

Don't they have people for this? He's really not a community sort of guy.]

II

[Yesterday he'd just accepted that business had been picking up. Today he realizes how weird that is. Weirder still because he runs a damn airsoft and paintball shop. Sure there are monsters around but people seem to actually think his supplies are going to help them.

Alright maybe it's less weird and more just irritating.

So he's started telling his employees to turn people away unless they're buying for games. He's even got a handy sign ready to go:]

If you're here to fight monsters then go elsewhere.

We're not selling for those purposes.

[People sometimes.

Anyway, Iwai is behind the counter flipping through a magazine. So at least he can be approached? If you've got the guts for it...

And if you let one of those things in his shop he'll have words with you.]

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[Where once Haru may have brushed off the damage as just something that happens, now Haru is really seeing what's happening here. Where once rode down the street with her moped without a care, now she drives it slowly with a hard hat sitting at her feet, staring at the wreckage as she heads toward her assigned area.

Once she's there, she's busy hauling some of the lighter pieces of wreckage to a vehicle much larger than her little moped. She's carried heavy bags of dirt before, so this is nothing to her. Still, after a while, she lets out a sigh as she wipes at her forehead, then looks to the person closest to her while adjusting her hard hat. She loves hats, but not this one.]

Why does this seem strange only now?

II.

[Tragedy! Haru's cute little moped has fallen onto its side, though thankfully not wrecked, as she herself stands by it, white-knuckled grip on the only thing that she could grab as a weapon: the broom she was given to clean up the shop she was heading to. There are five monsters surrounding her, and though they don't attack, they still loom at her aggressively while she swings the broom as if it were a baseball bat.]

St-Stay back!

[They're rather large, and Haru's never even been in a fight with a person in her life, let alone a monster. She could use some help!!]

III.

[This is... new. Then again, just about this entire day has been new to her, but this is new in an entirely different way. First a list of names, and now there's a hologram in front of her?

Haru slowly reaches out, only to yank her hand back when it goes through the hologram of the person in front of her.]

Um... Hello? Can you hear me?

wildcard!!

[Make up a scenario!]

[ tsk. isn't this nostalgic. it's as if they're back in high school again, at their prime as the top two players of the chess club. sena sighs, pushing himself off the wall he's been leaning on the entire time and approaches this audacious chess match. ]

Do you really have to crush that guy's spirits that much? I mean I get the feeling but come on.

[ despite that, he's smiling. this guy just never changes, does he? ]

[She blinks at him.

She doesn't quite know where she is, nor why one of her students is there in front of her. But it's easy to accept both of those facts, because this is a dream and there's no need to make sense of it.]

I might. You know better than to talk to me like that, Mr. Lamperouge.

[But she comes forward anyway, til she's standing next to him, peering down at the board.]

And while that was a very nice saying, I don't know that I'd risk my king so freely.

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