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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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[II]

[Ordinarily, volunteering was rather out of Izumi's area of expertise. But lo and behold, one of the customers at his job happened to ask him to help paint the set for the Thanksgiving pageant, and declining such a sincere face to face offer just happens to be something he's always struggled with.

So here he is at the community theater, kneeling on the floor with a paintbrush in hand. Even though he made sure to wear old clothes, given that he's mostly painting alongside children (did they have to have a "paint war" at such a crucial time?!), he's almost laughably covered in splatters of paint. How is he supposed to round up rowdy kids?!]

Hey, settle down! If we don't get to work soon, we'll-- [Splat.] Gwaaaah!

[At least all of the colours are vivid....?! But as the children run off to do other things one by one, as they so often do, Izumi's left as one of the only painters. With his long hair pulled up and out of his face, it's even easier to notice the way he smears paint from his arm all over his forehead as he tries to wipe his brow. Great, just great.

But enough is enough, so after a while, he stands up and washes some of the paint off before seeking out some of the other volunteers. Just.... don't mind the paint all over his knees, nor how exasperated he looks. Children.]

Uh, hey.... If you aren't too busy, could you help me paint some of the backgrounds for the set?

[III]

[The great thing about working at the Miyamura family-owned small art supply shop is that it's never terribly crowded. Many of the customers are regulars, and a handful stop by to do nothing more than talk to him. It's usually a quiet place....

But today, there's a line out the door, and Izumi just happens to be the only one at the register. The store isn't big enough to hold all of these people grabbing at pastels and ink pens and glitter!]

S-Sorry, we're all out of green oil paint. [....] Yeah, emerald green is out of stock. Kelly green, too. There might be more viridian green in the back, but-- hey!

[Please don't let that be a fight breaking out near the picture frame display, he's so ready to die. Help....]

[IV]

[As the first few flakes of snow drift down, one (1) Izumi Miyamura is already shivering, the breaths he takes into his scarf fogging up his glasses as he walks with his arms pulled tightly to himself. It honestly isn't that cold, but with only a cardigan and a light scarf to shield him from the wind, he isn't having a great time.... At the very least, his long hair covers his ears, though they're still quite red regardless.

But it's admittedly hard to resist smiling as he passes by people in the park making miniature snowmen and rather unimpressive snow angels in the slight bit of snow on the ground. His fogged-up glasses do make it a little hard to see, however, so he might run into someone walking nearby while looking the other way, or even slip and fall as some of the snow flurries begin to melt.... Oops. Sorry?]

[Wildcard]

[I'm both super late and suck at prompts. Miyamura's AU workshop comment is here, so feel free to hit me up with ideas or write something of your own accord!]

[ Mao's almost certainly here because his mother compelled him to be. He doesn't mind volunteering but this time of year, it's something his mom's pretty passionate about, so he's usually around for these kinds of things. He's got a hammer in his hand and a couple of nails in his mouth, attaching a wooden silhouette of a ship to some kind of apparatus that'll make it look like it's sailing across the stage, but that's quick work so Izumi's request for help comes at just the right moment.

Mao tucks the hammer through a belt loop and nods, simultaneously taking in the paint all over the guy asking for help and trying really hard to look like he's not noticing. ]

Sure. Which part are you working on?

Edited 2017-11-28 03:22 (UTC)

[Oh.... Given how desperate he was to find a helping hand, the fact that Mao looks so tied up in what he's currently doing went right over Izumi's head. He's just about to apologize and move on, but the young man thankfully looks like he's just finishing up, and responds in kind.]

I'm painting one of the ocean backgrounds right now.

[And he gestures to the blue paint all over his knees. And everywhere else. He isn't completely covered, but. Listen.]

If you're busy, don't worry about it. But if you're finishing up and don't have anything you're assigned to, then I wouldn't mind a helping hand.

[ Right, blue is water. Mao got so used to gray that the adjustment back to reality still takes just a moment sometimes. ]

Nah, this should be good. Right? [ He holds the apparatus up and kind of wiggles the pieces at each end. The boat approximates a sailing motion, if the sea were very choppy. That why Mao just builds the stuff; he'll leave the actual use of it to the professionals. ]

Besides, it's all got to get finished eventually anyway. I don't have anything in particular after this, so I can paint. Are you really working on all this alone?

[ Even just as a stage piece, it's still an ocean, and not a small amount of work. ]

[Not only the water, but the sky too! Lots and lots of blues! ....All over his person.

Peering around the other props to get a good look at the crafted ship, Izumi's eyes widen just slightly. This guy did all of that on his own? It looks so well-made!]

Wasn't it hard to make that? [He inclines his head toward the ship just slightly.] It looks perfect. Painting is pretty much all I can do.

[Art in general is what he's inclined toward, but when it comes to this pageant, that means painting! Preferably without children in the way. Looking up to Mao all the while, he vaguely gestures toward the area he was painting in.]

Uh, yeah.... Some of the kids were trying to help earlier, and the other volunteers were all called off for different duties. So if you're sure you don't mind helping, you'd be a lifesaver.

[ All over his person. Mao noticed but he doesn't want to say anything since something like that is clearly not Izumi's fault. ]

Not really? Somebody else made all the pieces, I just put it together. Thanks, though! [ He doesn't want the compliment to go unacknowledged, it was a nice thing to say. ] And you say that like it's easy to paint! It's not like you've over here with a roller...

[ Unless he is in which case Mao will eat his words. ] I don't mind at all, dude, it's what I'm here for. Is there another brush somewhere?

Still! I don't think I'd be any good with a nail and hammer, but I've been painting for a long time. Different skill sets, I guess.

[What a friendly guy! And it doesn't seem like Mao has any problem with helping, on top of that. They're perfect strangers, but he's treating him so casually!]

Yeah, there are tons of other brushes over here.

[It's kind of awkward to say "follow me," but he also doesn't want to just walk off.... A tiny incline of his head in that direction is enough of a gesture, isn't it? Or at least he hopes it is, because he's heading over and picking up the spare brushes now.]

And all of the paints are over here. I was working on the waves, but there's no pattern or anything, so you can add whatever you think looks good. Maybe clouds or birds in the sky, if you want?

[ He tries, but it's also not untrue. He is here to help, and there's nothing gained by being overly formal. He's pretty sure he's seen this guy around school too, so knowing they're close in age makes it easier.

He makes a small affirmative sound in reply and follows in the direction indicated. It's enough of a gesture to someone who's paying attention, and once you ask for Mao's help you get a captive audience for a bit. ]

I can probably manage clouds. And if I mess them up, it's easy to paint over white, right? So no harm done.

[ He looks for a can of white and brings it where they're working. ]

Just let me know if I'm in the way or anything.

Yeah, you don't need to stress over it. It's just for the pageant, so you don't have to make it perfect or anything.

[Kneeling down and tucking a stray lock of hair behind his ear, Izumi dips one of the smaller brushes into light blue paint and adds a few waves to one section of the deeper blue ocean.]

Don't worry, I was the one who asked you to help. You're doing me a favour, so even if you're really bad, I'll be grateful! [....] But I'm sure you'll be okay! Painting's a lot of fun.

Yeah but a lot of people will be recording this and I want to make sure they have a great background for their memories, you know?

[ Not that anybody will be watching this in ten years to embarrass their child before sending them to prom and going, "Wow, but those clouds are ugly." At least, that's what Mao's hoping.

He pauses for a second when the comment hits about being really bad, then laughs it off. ]

I guess we'll find out. And is it? I don't do stuff like this... well, ever.

No, I didn't mean to not try hard or anything! It just doesn't have to be a big ordeal, I guess?

[Besides, it's for kids, so he painted it with a more cartoonish feel to begin with!]

You'll be fine, don't worry. And yeah, I think so! But I also grew up painting, so I might be kind of biased.... Or really biased.

Izumi Miyamura | Horimiya

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