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November Test Drive Meme
Test Drive Meme #6Whether you plan to app or not, anyone is welcome to use this meme as a way to try out the setting, test out a character for future app cycles, or just for fun. You may also borrow ideas from this meme’s prompts for use in the main game.
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Scenario A: No Rest For The Weary
Sleep is a brand new concept for the world, but there are still some hiccups that need to be worked out. As one gets tired, their eyes get heavy and the lights around them begin to slowly dim to mentally prepare them for rest... or, sometimes, the world forgets about those reminders. When this happens, it's not unlikely for someone to abruptly pass out on the spot when reality remembers they should be more tired right about now. It's an easy thing to overdo!
With these bouts of narcolepsy becoming an increasingly common problem, some of the more mischievous creatures of the world have begun to take advantage of it. If someone is unfortunate enough to fall asleep while outside, they're at risk of getting a new makeover from one of the wild painters, or shiny trinkets snatched by curious feathered dragons. There could also be something large and hungry roaming the area, or they might fall asleep in a precarious position. With so many ways for things to go wrong, it never hurts to bring a friend along when you're out and about.
There's also a very rare, very unusual occurrence where sometimes a person will fall asleep in one place and wake up deep within the tunnels of Mementos... but maybe it's just a case of sleepwalking? Although it is strange that no one ever seems to see it happen.
Scenario B: An Ode for a Gentle World 2: Electric Boogaloo
Whenever rain and lightning flash outside the electronics of the world begin to awaken. Though often unreliable thanks to their reliance on the weather, the few non-sentient machines in the world certainly have their uses. Trains carry people from place to place, and the computers offer a selection of programs for both work and play.
The jukebox in the Heavenly Blanc provides hours of "entertainment", for as long as the current storm ends up lasting. Music is something that's already been introduced to the world, but it seems that this time it's tried to put its own spin on things to questionable results. The songs it plays are, at first, the same few pop songs that have been taught to it, sung by an androgynous and generic-sounding voice. By the end of the first verse it starts adding new instruments - and it's apparently unsure of what does and does not count as an instrument. New lyrics have been added as well, featuring verses that are as likely to be random strings of nonsensical words as they are to be exact conversations that have been overheard tuned to fit the song. These new remixes are loud, confusing, and completely awful to listen to, only growing more chaotic as the track drags on.
Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be a way to force the jukebox to turn off, and volume stubbornly turns itself back up every time thunder booms in the distance. But it does have a karaoke version, if you're into that.
Scenario C: Gotta Catch ‘Em All!
Poké Balls are the hottest new thing to hit the market! Try your luck at Shibumenosaki's gatchapon machines and you might even win yourself a Master Ball, the only ball with a perfect-catch guarantee*! The economy is fake and everything is free, so what do you have to lose besides your dignity?
Once you have your favorite Poké Ball, all that's left is to use it! The "using it" part may be much harder than the "getting it" part, however. There are several different species that currently roam the world, and though some of them can be quite docile, others range from feisty to downright dangerous. It might be better to start with a small bird before trying for a vicious finned dragon. Even if you succeed in catching a dangerous species, there's no guarantee it'll want to listen to you without a great deal of convincing. If you want to be a good trainer, you have to put in the work for it!
* 1/8000 odds, perfect-catch is not guaranteed, Shibumenosaki UA is not responsible for any harm caused by the use of their products
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Ryuji Sakamoto || Persona 5 Royal
[Something tickled at his nose. It was just light enough that a scrunch was able to relieve the sensation. But then it came again…and again…and again—alright that was enough! Ryuji brushed his nose with the back of his hand, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, until it felt better. Right, *now* he could get back to sleep…only…he was awake. He didn’t feel tired, and honestly, he didn’t really want to sleep anymore. He sat up and stretched, smacking his lips. Water. He wanted some water.
He looked around and spotted a river nearby. Feeling lazy, he tried to crawl to it, but then a rock dug into his shin.]
Ah--shit!
[He stood up and walked the rest of the way to the river, mumbling about the stupid rock. Who puts rocks in people’s paths like that anyway?
He crouched down by the edge of the river and scanned it for any fish or bugs…eh it seemed clear enough. He’d be fine. He leaned forward, hand cupped and ready to scoop up some water when he caught sight of his reflection…]
The hell?!
[Ryuji fell back on his ass, then scrambled to the edge of the river to see his reflection again. All across his face were various green markings. It looked like there was one on his nose that had been smudged. He rubbed at his face furiously.]
Aargh! What kind of person goes around just drawin’ on random people’s faces like they own ‘em!?
Two
I LOVE YOU BABY! AND IF ITS QUITE ALRIGHT TONIGHT’S THE NIGHT AND WE ONLY HAVE TONIGHT BECAUSE WE’RE YOUNG BAAAABY!
[Ryuji didn’t know what song he was singing but he seemed to be doing well. He clung to the mic and smacked the jukebox in rhythm, at least, he tried to stay in rhythm. It felt he had sung three different songs, there had been no end. No pause to indicate a switch in songs. It felt like this song was going on forever…and his voice was starting to go a little hoarse.]
HOW ABOUT WEDNESDAY? DOES THAT WORK FOR YOU? NO? BABY, OKAY! WE’LL CUDDLE CAUSE IT’S COLD OUTSI—I can’t do this anymore! Here! Your turn!
[He looked around and passed the mic to the first person in the booth next to jukebox. Batter up!]
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... Nor was he expecting to see Ryuji falling on his ass and looking like he slept on Yusuke's paint pallete. Maybe he can be forgiven if the first thing he says to Ryuji after God Knows How Many Months Has It Been is:)
Don't worry, you look beautiful. (He tries to keep it in for a beat or two, but really, he just ends up chuckling.)
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Dude. Dude! Holy shit, what are you doin' here?
[He jumped up, taking a few steps closer. He knocked a fist against Ren's shoulder, a large smiling settling on his face. Some of the paint flaked off as his smile grew.]
What's bonkin'?
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(Ren remarks, noticing all the strings of paint that formed from the rubbing.
There are laughs when the punch hits, shaking his head because God, Ryuji looks absurd. It's been freaking months! He misses his friend and his smile matches the other.)
I'll tell you at the cafe. Let's go.
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[Ryuji scrubbed at his face again. He got a few more flakes off but it would definitely need some soap and water. Eh, whatever. It didn't matter right now anyway. He rubbed the back of his head and let Ren lead the way.]
What, did I miss a lot? How's--oh wait. You didn't see the punks that did this to me, did ya?
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(Ren laughs, shaking his head and well, they can go to his place and get Ryuji cleaned up.)
You missed a lot. (From memories swapping with others to their dream-like imprisonment in the nightmare of Mementos-not-Mementos. He'll get you up to speed, don't worry about it.) They're little creatures, not a person.
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[He tried to think back and recall the last thing he remembered. He was reading a webtoon when he got off the train...he noticed he had taken a wrong turn...then...]
Creatures? What do you mean by th-! No! Don't tell me this paint is actually their....their...you know...gah! Gross!
Two
As soon as saw him, she wasted no time in rushing toward his way]
Ryuji-kun? [Of course, it was at that exact moment he turned the mic over to her!]
A-Are you sure? I must decline your offer, I'm not the best singer...!
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Nah, you'll freakin' kill it! Go on! You're already fallin' behind! It's still goin'!
[And it was still going...huh. Weird. It's like it never turned off. Must be one of those big brain, radical five minute plus long kind of songs...]
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Um...I'll shine up the old brown shoes put on a brand new shirt?
[She sang (said?) the words along to the music. She really had no idea how she was doing even if she was singing rather quietly]
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me?
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He sang along quietly to the parts he could, and vocally supportive when there was a pause in the lyrics.]
Woohoo!! You're doin' great, Senpai!
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If you want my love you got it, when you need my love you got it!
[She said before pointing the mic back to Ryuji] Now you try too!
Two
He never expected the mic to be relinquished so easily, feeling the handle as it was pressed into his palm]
I didn't think you would ever stop that incessant caterwauling- tone deaf banshees couldn't have reached a higher decibel level or rivaled that dissonant pitch. Don't quit your day job.
[With that his grip tightened around the microphone, and he would have snapped the plastic if he could...]
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[Ryuji put his hands up, showing he meant no harm. Seriously, what was this dude's problem? And what was with all those big words? Some people just want to show off they eat thesauruses for breakfast, apparently.]
I don't know why you're bringin' up caterpillars. I'm pretty sure they're not out this time of year. Hey, anyway, you're up! Don't be a hog. Other people wanna sing too!
[He put on a small smile, showing off his pretty pearly whites. He tried to side-step around the grouch of a patron. He wasn't about to start a fight in Boss' Cafe...diner? residence? Esteemed place of establishment. Yup. That's the one.]
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Caterpillars-? [Puzzling over the word briefly before scoffing again.] You really are an idiot aren't you? There wasn't anything difficult to comprehend about what I said but I can simplify it for you: Shut up. Can you handle that? [Cold blue eyes looked to the microphone in his hand, before eying the other patrons.
If he relinquished control, then someone else would take it as an opportunity to add to the noise pollution, and Kaiba certainly wasn't going to sing himself. So he opted for the only option available to him, he chucked the microphone out an open window. The stranger was free to leave if he so chose.]
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He was going to let this go. Honest to god he was! But then tall, grumpy, and nerdy chucked the mic out through the window! Ryuji's mouth dropped and his hackles raised.]
Dude! What the eff, man!? You can't just go throwin' out other people's property! You don't own this place!
[He ran to the window, leaning over the pane, looking out for the microphone. It was then that he noticed...this area was a lot bigger than Le Blanc normally was. He got distracted, completely losing focus on the item, and instead began actually taking in his surroundings.
He pulled his head back in, eyes wide as he really looked at Le Blanc. ...It was different. It was very different. The jukebox kept playing in the background as Ryuji came to the shocking realization that maybe...he wasn't exactly in the right place.]
What the hell is this?
2~
Heaving a sigh, she gives the mic a twirl before half dropping it down onto the table in front of her, causing it to make a horrible 'eee' sound. ]
I think I'll take a hard pass on that, Superstar. It would have been a lot more entertaining if you'd have dances, you know.
[ Boy she's missed bantering with Ryuji... ]
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Well, gee. No need to be a spoiled pork.
[He slides into the booth seat across from her, arms immediately crossing on the table.]
If you had even been payin' the slightest bit of attention to me, you would've seen I was dancin'! Doin' the ol' shimmy shimmy! I got moves, Ann! But hey--was it just me, or did that song seem to go on just a liiiiiittle bit too long? It can't have been me, right? I know it feels like forever when you're up there in front of people, but this time felt really, really, really long.
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[ Gods she's missed this. She can't even really wrap her mind around the fact that Ryuji's here. How many other Thieves are going to get dragged into this mess, too? It doesn't really matter, because as soon as he slides across from her, she's up and sliding into the booth next to him, throwing her arms around him as if she hasn't seen him in forever.
Because she hasn't. ]
Sure you were, Ryuji. And yeah, that's how time works here... I've really missed you, even if I'm pretty sure you have no idea what I'm talking about right now.
one~~
The answer came easily, a small smile twisting her lips upward when she saw the blonde sitting at the edge of the small river, paint from one of the local animals all over his face. ]
H-Hello, Sakamoto-senpai!
[ She greeted him with a bow before she made her way to him, shrugging her gym jacket off her shoulders, holding it out. (The underground schoolmall had a lot to offer in the way of clothing, so there was no harm in her using her existing clothes to help him clean his face, she thought.) ]
There are creatures here that are known for their painting skills... it, um, looks like one of them greeted you while you were asleep...
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O-oh. Hi there.
[He took her jacket, pulling the sleeves up and using them to wipe at his face. That was real nice of her. He didn't want to get paint all over it, so he just needed to use the sleeves. If that didn't work, he'd probably just dunk his head in the river.]
Uh, say, what do you mean by that? What creatures? People? Creeps?
[He looked at the sleeves he used, and noticed more of the paint coming off, but he could still feel it clinging to part of his face. Oh well, hopefully it was better. (It wasn't.)]
Does it look better uh...Yoshizawa-chan? Did I remember that right?
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And then he hedges a guess on her name, and she knows for sure that he's from a different time entirely. Yoshizawa resists the urge to worry at her lower lip, instead just offering him another smile, and a shake of her head. ]
U-Um, not quite. Not yet! Can you... see your reflection in the water?
[ As for what creatures, that's an entirely different story altogether, and... ]
So, we're not exactly in Tokyo anymore— [ or Japan, or even Earth, but that's an issue for another moment ] —and some of the, um, the creatures here are kind of different to animals that we know from home...
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Aw, come on man!
[He took a deep breath and dunked his head in the river, not even giving a second thought to any fish or other living things he could be disturbing. He kept one hand gripping the grass while he dunked his other hand under the water as well. He scrubbed his face again, sure that this time he'd be fine. Stupid paint. Stupid sleep. Stupid water with no soap. Stupid...air? Air. He needed air!
He lifted his head out of the water, letting out a very lovely croak-like sound as he filled his lungs with new air. He wiped his head then looked back at Yoshizawa.]
Uh...sorry. So, you were sayin' somethin'? Oh! Here's your jacket back. Thanks.
[As he stood up and handed her jacket back, he finally took in his surroundings. His eyes danced around, first taking in the grass, then the trees, then the lake, and finally Yoshizawa. By the time he got to her, he had a manic look in his eyes.]
Uh....where the hell are we?