TEST DRIVE MEME

[caelestis]

This game is revving to go, so we're going to start things off with a pre-opening TEST DRIVE MEME. This meme will be open up until the game opens properly, so please keep checking back with it and tag anyone who posts a little later. :)

TO START US OFF....

A. The mundane!

1) > You have discovered a portal to the meat dimension. Congratulations, you're at Chinese Diner Aiya! The rainy day challenge sure is difficult... But maybe this time you can make it.

2) > Every day's great at your Junes! You've run into each other at Junes! Maybe you're buying a Jack Frost Doll, or a magic set. Or maybe you're just getting groceries.

3) > Off to school you go. Class, quizzes, creepy teachers, clubs, and Social Linking ahoy!

4) > So you need some money to buy that Rise doll you saw at Junes, why not get a job? Frustrating co-workers, meeting people you may or may not recognize as customers. Get ready for the usual "I didn't know you worked here!" talk, because it's coming your way.

B. The extraordinary!

1) > You wake up on a mysterious train, and so has the person right next to you. You have no idea what train this is, where it's headed, or how you came to be there, and it seems like neither does your new friend. Why not chat about it?

2) > Your first venture inside the TV World. How does it go? How do you get there? And most importantly, who are you going with?

3) > There are three enemies! But holy shit this is your first fight, how are you going to handle this? Good thing you've got party members to help you out!

THERE ARE UNLIMITED SCENARIO POSSIBILITIES... If you have any other in mind that you want to play out, please go ahead and do so.

Please keep in mind that since this meme is set in the world of Caligo, you may use your threads here as the Caligo-specific samples needed in the app. And most importantly, have fun!!

Comments

[bystander]

Well, well. Aren't you straight to the point?

[He chuckles a bit to himself.]

The train kept saying "Inaba", so I guess that's the place, shortstuff. [Hello 5', meet 5' 10".]

i am sorry he's really hard to communicate with OTL;;

[twistserved]

[He's just going to casually brush off that comment about his height because pretty much everyone he knew was taller than him anyway. Plus, Kikumaru-senpai called him shorty every time he addressed Ryoma, so this was nothing.

Inaba wasn't a place he had ever heard of before. It probably wasn't close to Tokyo then. He glanced at the electronic sign on top of the door of the car, scrolling through the train's destinations. It only listed Inaba as the destination though, so that was of no help.

His mind turned to the next big question: how did he get here? He was transported here in the blink of an eye, quite literally. How could that be possible? He continued to mull over that question silently, ignoring Ryouku.]

oh oops what is typing past midnight...

[bystander]

[When he was returned with silence, he hummed a bit to himself. He wanted to get some kind of reaction from the kid, so he started to think to himself.]

So you gonna keep standing there or what? You might fall over if the train stops all of a sudden.

sajkfhg

[twistserved]

[Ryoma gives him another irritated look, but he takes the closet open seat, which is happens to be the seat across from Ryouku, and continues to think.

He can't make any sense of how he got here, so he gives up on that with a sigh and leans back in the seat. Well, there was nothing else better to do than take a nap, he supposed. So he settled into a more comfortable position and closed his eyes.]

I'M SORRY ;;; 1/2

[bystander]

[He stares at Ryoma more and decides to wait a little to let Ryoma fall into a deeper sleep. In the meantime, he rested his chin on the back of his hand while looking out the window. The scenery was nice--]

[bystander]

[--Oh, who is he kidding. He gets out the sharpie marker from his pocket, spins it between his fingers, and pops off the cap. He sits on the seat next to Ryoma's and is about to draw on his face as he neared the tip of the sharpie marker on his cheek.]

[twistserved]

[And Ryoma opens one eye when he hears the pop of a cap. He just stares at Ryouku, sitting next to him with the sharpie's tip almost touching his face.]

What are you doing.

[It's not really a question because Ryoma can obviously see what Ryouku is doing. It's more of a... warning, perhaps.]

[bystander]

Giving you... a makeover! [Yeah, that's totally it. He's not moving the sharpie marker away from Ryoma's face though. It's still as close as ever.]

You would probably look better when you smile-- or didn't furrow your eyebrows.

[twistserved]

You're annoying me. [He pushes Ryouku's hand away, moving the sharpie away from his face. He doesn't attempt to sleep again though, and just stares at the other boy with a sort of not very happy look.]

[bystander]

Yeah, I get told that a lot. [He says this with an amused face.]

You see why, right? There's obviously an easy way out of this.

[twistserved]

[Well, if he wanted Ryoma to smile, he was out of luck because that wasn't going to happen. Not at all. The young tennis player just continued to stare impassively at Ryouku.]

[bystander]

[As Ryoma stares, Ryouku stares back, but in a feigned clueless manner.]

Well?

[twistserved]

No.

[He looks away from Ryouku, frown still set in place.]

[bystander]

This kind of stubbornness won't get you anywhere, you know~

[He puts the sharpie marker away in his pocket, but doesn't move seats.]

[twistserved]

[Ryoma just shrugged a little and turned his head back so he was facing the seat across from him.




...boring. He couldn't sleep because of the guy sitting next to him, and he didn't feel like talking to him either. If only he had a ball and his tennis racket with him, he could at least amuse himself a little. He sighed.]

Hey. Do you play tennis?

[bystander]

Hm... [He thinks for maybe two seconds at most. He doesn't let his smile falter from his face either as he does so.]

Why do you ask?

[twistserved]

No reason.

[Except that he's bored and this is all he ever thinks about anyway. Tennis, that is.]

[bystander]

Oh? Did you want somebody to play with? [He thinks that's the only reason why somebody would ask, so he goes with that question.] If it's that, then maybe I can play with you.

[His words don't really carry any undertone of looking down on Ryoma figuratively, but a genuine question of whether he wanted somebody to play with.]

[twistserved]

Hmm...

[It didn't sound like the other played tennis on a regular basis. That was disappointing. He wanted to play against a skilled tennis player, not a beginner.]

Never mind.

[bystander]

Ehh... What's with that response? You should at least follow through and say either accept or reject my suggestion.

[twistserved]

I might take you up on it.

[bystander]

--Oh.

[There is a great deal of surprise on his face. Whether this is genuine or not... well.]

Really?

[twistserved]

When I get a new racket.

[Because there was probably no way of getting back to his home to grab his racket. He would have to buy some tennis balls too...]

[bystander]

Right, since you just kinda came out of nowhere. There would be no way to have the racket on you... How inconvenient.

[Then he takes a mental note of getting one for himself too.]

[twistserved]

[Ryoma shrugs. He had enough money to buy a new one... but, he realized belatedly, he didn't have his wallet on him. Well, that sucked.]

...I have no money.