repeter | NOVEMBER TDM

TEST DRIVE

NOVEMBER TEST DRIVE
The city of Recollé...

What do you mean the city's behaving for once?

I.
The Mayor's growing desperate with Thanksgiving right around the corner as those gosh darn turkeys continue to elude him. The birds that escaped at the beginning of the month continue to wreak havoc over the city as they mingle with the crowds and lay their golden eggs in less than convenient places.

However, with the clock counting down to Turkey Day, the birds appear to be a little more aggressive. You may find yourself actively chased out of a shop or your classroom by one of these wild birds gobbling angrily all the way. Perhaps a bird is nesting in the middle of the sidewalk forcing you to take a new path. Or perhaps you've come across one of their golden eggs, but be careful! It doesn't take more than a gentle touch now for these eggs to explode, showering anyone nearby with surprises such as candy, shaving cream, mud, bugs, plastic cars, crayons or other small tokens.

Will you attempt to catch the birds to turn them into city hall for the $50 reward? Or are you too busy running around to avoid them?

II.
Even with the turkeys on rampage, that doesn't damper the holiday season. Citizens from all over the city are preparing for the festivities of the month. Over at Tribunal Terrace several members from various volunteer groups and the Community Center are organizing their small annual Thanksgiving day parade that kicks off the city's potluck dinner. Grocery stores are swamped with shoppers picking up last-minute supplies for their big meals and you may find yourself fighting for that last jar of gravy.

Over at the community theater, children prepare for their Thanksgiving pageant and it's a flurry of activity from costumes to rehearsals to last-minute stage preparation before the big day. There's plenty of work to be done whether you're acting in the pageant or working on-set. The theater will need as many volunteers as possible to pull this show off.

Granted, there are plenty of things to go wrong in the chaos. One of the parade floats begins to drift away from Tribunal Terrace and rolls down the street on its own leaving volunteers to chase after it and fight off an onslaught of turkeys. Lights blow out in the theater and some wiring and set pieces need to be repaired. And did that person's grocery cart of food just hit your car? Good luck.

Are you prepared for your celebrations and willing to help your fellow neighbor? Or are you a last-minute straggler left high and dry?

III.

Earlier in the month several stores had discounted prices on all things blue and it looks like the prices just keep dropping. With green fully restored to all items in the city, items such as clothing, art supplies and food change prices every hour, on the hour.

The city of Recollé knows a good bargain when it sees it and hundreds of people hit the streets to snatch up what stock they can. It's like Black Friday came early and after a while some stores can't even keep up with demand. Maybe you're among the crowd hunting for just the right shade of green for your holiday packages, or perhaps you're some poor sap who got called into work at 6am on your day off to deal with a swarm of customers. No matter who you are though, you will find yourself having to answer the age-old question: which color is better, green or blue?

IV.
The blue skies have only been back for a few weeks before the gray of winter rolls in again. The wind picks up a little and the ocean crashes against the shore down at Peach Beach. The city grows dark each day beginning at about 4:30pm and the temperature drops little by little.

It's on November 18th that residents will find that there's a bit of frost on their windows when they wake up that Saturday. Toward the early afternoon, the first snowfall of the season begins. It's nothing much, mostly flurries that swirl and dance through the air and cause a burst of excitement among people. Some residents may even remember it's very similar to the Founder's Day holiday.

Though this won't be the last time it snows in the city, there's something magical about the first sign of winter as fall exits. Get out there and build a tiny snowman or catch snowflakes on your tongue. At least the turkeys seem to retreat from the snow itself.

BONUS.
Over the course of the month residents will find that the spotty reception they've always had has grown even worse. Static rings out over the line and long-distance calls stop going through. Emails bounce back despite numerous attempts, and don't even think about getting clear audio or video through Skype. No matter how hard one tries, by November 30th it will become incredibly clear that all phone calls, texts, emails and video chats to people outside of the city have been shut down. The internet will continue to function as normal (browse and share those cat videos to your heart's content) and inner-city communication functions just fine. You can try calling your service provider...but who knows if you'll get through?

And last but not least in the world of inconveniences, in some instances your calls and emails may be rerouted to fellow Retrospec users. Sorry about that!

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 current players, please remember that TDM threads can only be used for bonus points, not regains.

Please note: you will need a reserve to apply, and current characters must have full AC posted at the time of their reservation.

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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[he's about to smack the asshole for laughing at his misfortune when cain realizes it's john. oh. john was this () close to being smacked anyways. with an annoyed grunt, cain accepts the shallow apology with a mumbled:]

S'ok John. [he huffs because he can't stay mad at something so silly... jk he totally can.] You'd think those fat fuckers wouldn't be able to run with how fat they are.

[with a loud sigh:]

What are you doing out here?

Me? Was just out 'n about, enjoyin' some fresh air, mindin' my own business...

[ until someone ran into him....... ]

[ really, cain's free to smack him at any point. ]

[ he brushes off his shirt and john does, thankfully, resist a goading reply to that comment about the turkeys. maybe he realizes the mercy he's been thus far shown, that his apology's been accepted. maybe he just knows better than to taunt about money, and potentially, food. it might be a bit of all of that. ]

Aw, you'll get the hang of it. 'Least they ain't flyin' 'round too much. Really, you just gotta corner 'em. Look out for those claws and pecks, too! They can be pretty mean when it comes down to it.

[cain still might smack john. the night is young afterall.]

Yeah? No shit.

[the comment about the claws and pecks earns john a solid slap on the back before cain rolls up his sleeves to show off the scratches on his arm. it's puffy and red, agitated from the lack of care cain put into the injuries.]

Lil fuckers think they're hot shit just cause they got claws. [he is fumming over the fact that a turkey has bested and eluded him thus far. please calm him down john!!! you are more fortunate than cain!] Fuck it. I can earn fifty dollars quicker on a strip cam than this chicken shit.

[ john jostles a bit at the slap, his smile slipping, but then cain's whipping out his arm and those puffy and reddened scratches. hestares. ]

You could 'least rinse those.

[ like, jesus, this is coming from the guy that regularly has to stab himself for ability purposes. but he doesn't dip those seeds into turkey shit and dirt before using them, which he isn't quite sure is the case here. and "strip cam" for money, wtf. john has to parse that before recalling that the internet is full of mothereffing miracles. ]

[ he looks away, and then back to cain. he's certainly has put effort into this... ]

[ john's wondering if he has enough pity and kindness in his heart to deal with this. ]

What'cha gonna do with the money?

Nah, they're fine. Not the worst I've dealt with.

[he hastily pulls his sleeves down, adjusting his jacket with a sharp tug. yeah maybe he should rinse them to avoid infection but now it neither the time nor the place to sort out his life. jk. he really needs to sort out his life.]

Dunno, John. Was thinkin' 'bout getting supplies to make some kutya or blini. Or get a nice bottle of vodka. Somethin' nice cause all of my shifts have been hell with these fuckin' sales'n'shit and I'm getting tired of living like I'm in the slums.

[a pause. john's here right now. honestly that money was going to be wasted on drinks with friends or some stupid holiday gift for his many lovers. cain could kinda be a nice person. sometimes.]

If I had the fifty dollars in my hands now, I'd say fuck it and take us out for rounds at the bar right now.

Ohh, tough guy.

[ amusement? sarcasm? a sincere compliment? that's up for cain to decide.

in the meanwhile, he listens. he doesn't know what kutya or blini is. he does know what vodka is. and he does feel a big of empathy with the mention of work. hmm. he considers this-- maybe attempt to convince for going in 50/50, end up going in 40/60, or...

but then, oh. sharing drinks. ]

[ that works, too. ]

All right, then! Let's go catch you one.

[ giving cain's sleeve a tug. he has a direction in mind, yo: the park. ]

[he grins, taking the tough guy comment as a compliment. way to feed his never ending ego.

but then john offers to help him catch a turkey and cain's grin turns into a super grin. flashing his teeth and visibly perking up. he moves in to clap john on the back, again, and pulls him closer for a one armed-comradely sort of hug. he could practically kiss you john boy.]

Da blyat! That's what I'm talkin' bout John!

[with his arm still gripping john's shoulder, he spreads his other arm in front of them wildly.]

That bird is gonna pay for our rounds tonight!

[ cain?? john hadn't expected such an enthusiastic reaction; he'll admit that it's a least a little bit cute... and while he won't disentangle himself, he does begin moving to their destination. he lifts a freehand to prod cain in the cheek. ]

You're gonna have to teach me some of these phrases one day, y'know.

[ he's somewhat (morbidly) curious; ever since he spontaneous woke up with the ability to understand japanese, it's been an enlightening ride. ]

Unless you just like shoutin' stuff without folks knowin'...

[ he wouldn't doubt that, either. he doesn't think it's uncommon. ]

[cain lets out a laugh, grinning at john's words. he likes to use it as his own secret way to tell people to suck his dick but... sometimes it's lonely when no one speaks your first language.]

Yeah, yeah, I'll teach ya a trick or two. But only if you use it to pick up chicks'n'dicks.

[he's still grinning as he releases his hold on john's shoulders and gives him a playful, yet sharp, nudge in the side.]

Ya gotta say it right though, none of that half-assed Americanization shit either.

[he's totally going to each john how to say "asshole" and tell him it means cute.]

Oh, is that what you do?

[ it took him a moment - he didn't see a purpose in using a foreign language on nonspeakers, but then this technique dawned on him. once realized, and after that jostle wherein he moves back to walking straight again, john tucks his hands into his pockets. ]

You whisper somethin' in Russian, right? And it sounds real mysterious-like, and, already charmed as heck, they lean forward all, Oooh! Handsome stranger! What did you say?! You could've said somethin' just awful, but you fluff it up anyway and go right in for the killer move.

[ yeah, though he's really none-the-wiser, he can see the appeal of sexily telling someone in a foreign language they're an ugly cocksucker. ]

[ something like that. ]

[ also, no comment on "half-assed americanization shit": anything he's taught is going to be mildly butchered, he knows this. ]

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