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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!

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[ Red's also his color, but green and blue aren't that bad... and it wouldn't hurt to add some to his winter wardrobe.

He doesn't realize she's talking to him until it's been an awkward amount of time between her comment and his answer, and Tsukasa pales a little as he clears his throat. How embarrassing, his parents would look at him with shame, he should be better— he should answer her. ]

Is- is that so? I do need a new sweater, and I have a friend who might appreciate one for Christmas... [ ...Hinata would probably be really happy if they had matching sweaters. He should probably get them ones that don't match or he'll die. ] Would you mind showing me them, miss...?

Just call me Natalia.

[ She nods though, and she offers him...

The fake left hand to hold? Because apparently she wants to see if someone who was slow to even respond will respond well to a pretty girl offering her hand and then offering a prosthetic hand. This is apparently a thing she's doing now? ]

It'd be my pleasure, though!

[ ...Is that a prosthetic? No, don't stare, that's rude— he takes the offered hand after a brief pause. It's not as bad as he thought it'd be? Not that he thought it'd be really bad or anything, because it's not bad it's just different, but

oh no he should talk. ]

Tsukasa. It's very nice to meet you, Miss... Um, it's very nice to meet you, Natalia. Thank you for the help, too. I'm usually not so lost, but the crowds have been busier than usual.

[ It is, and it's very clearly not a human hand you're holding there, Tsukasa. The one she has on now is designed for functionality and she doesn't have a myoelectric one, so while she is wearing a glove that simulates a hand shape to come extent, what is actually embracing your hand is a pair of pincers hidden within the fingers of the gloves?

She seems to be ignoring the discomfort he feels with a smile, or is oblivious to it? Who can say which is which... ]

Oh no, that's not good at all if you're getting lost. Will you need me to showy you to lunch afterwards too?

[ We're off, either way. ]

[ This is definitely not a human hand. No, these are pincers, like she's some sort of crab person. Wait, that's mean. She's too pretty to be a crab person for one, and she isn't crabby enough for two. Heheh, crabby. Wait, question. ]

I should be alright, but... I'd like to treat you for the help if you'll let me.

[ please let him everyone has been turning down his attempts just because they feel bad that he got elbowed in the face once. ]

[ . . . Huh.

She actually considering making the younger man pay for it in the first place, but then he goes and offers it anyway? That's... boring. It's boring, and it is briefly betrayed on her face, her hazel eyes narrowing just a little. Fortunately, the tension demanded to keep the pincer-hand held means it can't twitch or anything to betray her, so she instead hums out a little note.

... Well, let's try to keep this not-boring. ]

Ooooh, that's forward. I'm a bit worried about allowing that...

[ As they make their way to said sweaters. ]

Edited 2017-11-24 14:59 (UTC)

[ Forward... The effect's immediate, color leaping to his cheeks as he raises his other hand and shakes his head. ]

I didn't mean to be! [ He's dying, please. ] M-My apologies, I just... thought it'd be good to offer. Since you're going out of your way to help me and all.

[ Oh no, what an awkward boy. She resists the urge to giggle, the fingers on her free, real hand curling and uncurling because she just wants to grip the fabric of her top with some glee to have found a mark. A little bit boring, a little young but... well, she was looking to entertain herself in the first place, it's most of why she was out here when she confirmed none of the deals were really in her style, so.

... Hehe. ]

If your intentions are that pure, I guess I can't refuse, can I?!

[ She's smirking now, and she did promise but like she said at the front here - it's... mostly green, actually. They're kind of christmas sweater hell we're heading into. ]

Or at least, it might be rude of me.

[ That gets him to settle a little, shoulders slumping as he exhales softly, and he gives a curious look to the sweaters. Christmas sweater hell... Perfect. Now, time to find two not-matching sweaters.

Wait, unless them both being Christmas-themed would count??? ...No, it's okay. Uuurrrgh, but what if he hates it? Maybe that sweet Anya girl he met would like one... No, she deserves something much cuter—is it weird to get someone a Christmas present if you're newly met? But she said they were friends already, and sweaters are innocuous enough...

...He sounds a little distracted as he talks, but he's. here. ]

I think you'd be okay refusing... You wouldn't be the first, at least.

[ So it isn't rude, but it is a little sad. ]

[ Must... not... laugh...

Okay she pops her lips more to center herself than anything... Oh! ] No, no, I know just the place, and if you're lost to begin with then you might as well follow me there! You can be my escort!

[ Even if she's the one escorti--ing waiT!

Wait, wait, wait she's letting go of his hand to scoot past the christmas sweaters because they have Christmas Dog Sweaters too. ]

[ ...oh no, those are cute, it's too bad he doesn't have any pets... And his grandmother hates dogs...

He'll stick with the Christmas sweaters, though like. The ones closer to her so they can talk, he guesses. ]

I'd be happy to escort you. [ To make up for her escorting him... clearly... and because he has a hard time saying no to older people. To anyone really, but especially older people. ] What kind of place is it?

Oh it's called Neehee's, it's a fantastic little diner [ . . . That is all vegetarian. That's the joke. That it is a vegetarian diner and one of the ones in town that she loves ] that isn't all too far from here. I walk there with my dog sometimes.

[ Oh my god these are so cute, she coos a little, picking up one of these. Would these look good on Porsche? She's not sure... ]

[ Neehee's... A soft, thoughtful hum. ]

I've never heard of it, [ because he doesn't visit vegetarian diners usually ] but if it's "fantastic," then I'm sure it's really good.

[ He's looking forward to it...♪ ]

Is your dog cute? [ this is a stupid question ]

Do you even need to ask? She's darling of course! [ Natalia grins, and pulls back from the sweater imaginings to find a photo on her phone! Flip, flip, flip, there we go!

It's a picture of Natalia herself (sans prosthetic on her left arm) cuddling with this dog more or less. There is a finger in one corner of the picture like the one who took it was clumsy and left it in there. ]

[ He probably lingers on her left arm a little too long, but he looks at the dog and ohhhh no how precious... ]

Ah, she really is... What's her name?

[ Something like that... Wanchan, or Butachan... He thinks it's a pug, so pig would be a close wordplay...! ]

She's Porsche!

[ Clearly, the best of names. Por-scha. Still, this sure is the dog's name. ]

[ ...Porsche... ]

Like the car?

Mmhm! Cars are a guilty fascination of mine, and when I saw her running around as a puppy, the name just stuck.

[ Even if she doesn't own a car now, she does think sportscars are fucking cool? Which is something she also feels bad for because environment and all? But. You know. ]

[ Well, sports cars are cool, so. ]

That's very cute. How long have you had her? Does she have a favorite food? What's her favorite spot to be scratched in? [ .......OH. ] Um— sorry. I'm used to asking this sort of thing at my job... I didn't mean to get carried away.

[ ...he likes animals and learning about people's animals. ]

Oh no, who doesn't like to talk about their babies like this?! [ She giggles and!! ] Porsche's on a special designer diet, so that's her favorite! I've had her since she was a few weeks old, and for two years now! Her favorite spot to be petted is riiiight there where the skin is a little loose under her jaw.

Edited 2017-11-26 06:01 (UTC)

[ Well, that unwinds some anxiety out of him, and he smiles a little more cheerfully. ]

How wonderful! [ Ah, she was looking at dog sweaters, right...? He'll take a look too and pick out a red one with a delicate snowflake pattern. ] With that in mind, I think this would suit her best... It's very, um... chic, I believe is the word?

It's probably close enough to a word!

[ . . . That's mean.

But she takes it all the same, considering it... and then nods. This will look good on her baby and she'll take it! ]

But what about yours?

I haven't decided yet. [ He's turning back to the people-sized ones... ] Um... One is for a friend I met through work. He's very cheerful and nice, and he's never shy with his words. It actually gets a little embarrassing.

[ But he doesn't seem to mind, not really, if the fondness he's having a poor time at hiding is any indication. ]

The other is for a girl I met recently... She's very beautiful and cute and kind, and she says we're friends and she baked me cookies, and she's like a snow angel given life. [ kinda. lovestruck here. ] I'm not sure if it's proper to give a girl something so soon after meeting her... Um, but I guess by the time Christmas comes around, it'll have been a while, right...?

[ ... ]

And I thought about one for myself, but I don't know if I'd want to match either or both of them, or if just getting a Christmas sweater like this would count as matching, and I really don't know if I could handle my first friend's exuberance... But it might be nice to match, too... [ ...oh, uh— ] I didn't mean to ramble. Sorry.

[ . . . What a silly, silly boy. She pulls her sweater closer to herself, presses her lips together, and then walks on over.

Creepy? Maybe? No, it wouldn't really be all that creepy, but it might be a little forward? But you know what, it seems fun to her and she feels her lips quirking... ]

Why not match? That might be fun.

[ It might be... He guesses regardless of what he ends up choosing, he'll probably get squeezed to death anyway, so he might as well match, right...? But is it tacky to get the same sweater three times? Maybe. It's not like there's any other better way to match though...

Wait, maybe he shouldn't include Anya in his matching? But she might light up again, and it'd be really nice, ahhh he can already feel his heart soaring at the thought... Her and Hinata are probably already friends too, so it wouldn't be that weird, and even if they aren't they'd definitely get along, so it still wouldn't be too strange. Probably. Maybe. No, it'd still be weird.

Uuurrrrgh. Maybe he'll settle on getting her a really cute scarf instead. He could tie it for her then... ♪ Unless he chickened out or she didn't need his help with that? Oh no—

um, okay, he's snapping out of his thoughts. Clearing his throat. Having the decency to look ashamed of himself. ]

Probably... [ Then it's just... deciding which to pick. Hmm. There's a lot of choices, and he doesn't want anything too embarrassing since he'll have to wear it too... ] I don't want to mess anything up, that's all. I don't go to school like most people my age, so I feel like I'm a little, um... out of the loop.

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