THE MOTHERFUCKING TEST DRIVE MEME STRIKES BACK

[eppy]

TEST DRIVE MEME

 

→ Comment with a new character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. (put character/canon in subject line please!)
→ You don't have to be in the game to comment! HI NEW PEOPLE LET US ENABLE YOU.
→ Tag around with new and old characters.
→ App all those characters
→ ???
→ PROFIT!

Comments

[literallylost]

[--Okay, I may be dead, but I'm pretty sure it's been a few hours.

So he just



shrugs


because there is no way in hell he's going to bring that back up yet.]


Where...--are we?

[Because--blue goo? Big metal world full of lockers and people? Maybe this is the human resistance thing. Maybe this is where Julie lives? He has no clue, but he figures she might be smart enough to know; after all, look how awesome she is at blending.]

Your... home?

[exhumes]

[ Stop shrugging

you shrugger

no, seriously, stop it. ]

My home? [ She echoes, because she is definitely confused now. ] You've seen-... [ You've seen her home, R. Remember, the whole entirely ironic Romeo and Juliet montage? But that's not the important part right now, so she shakes her head. ] No, this is definitely not my home.

[ And she looks around for a minute, then swallows, and sounding a little more unsure: ] Okay, so this sounds totally crazy, but I... kind of think we're in space. [ A glance his direction to see what he makes of it. Then, for emphasis: ] Like... space. [ A finger pointing upward, at where the sky usually is. Then her brow knits for a second. ] Or I guess now that's... [ The finger pointing upward now makes an 'all directions' sort of loop. Because if they're in space, that means it's all around them, right? She's new at this, sorry R. ]

[literallylost]

[and here comes the confused staring

Julie, he's a simple mind, in some regards. This would be one of those regards. I mean, there have been times where he's looked at the stars, found himself strangely captivated--but any logic beyond them, any science to be found, had been lost in a dizzying spell of a.) hunger for flesh or b.) shuffling off and assuming the sky was just as dead as he was for the night. Black and blue, with some twinkle of something alive.

But mostly just dead and cold.

julie what the hell does that all even mean]

--space?

[He sort of--half-assedly motions too, all stiff, a piss poor imitation.]

...

Where's--space?

[I feel like this is a stupid question. I know this answer.

Why can't I remember this kind of thing? Every time I think about it, it's like a survivor clocks me in the chin with the butt of a gun. A gun they lovingly called Captain Obvious.

And why does something about space remind him of children? Kids?

He's not sure. Nothing about this seems childlike, soooo...]

[exhumes]

[ Don't look at her like that, R. You know where space is, somewhere deep down. ....Or maybe you don't, she's not so in-the-loop on what it's like to be dead.

Either way, she seems a little stalled on how to explain, but only for a second. Then: ] It's like the sky--y'know the sky, right?--but past it. Where the stars are.