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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme2017-12-18 08:58 pm

riverview: december test drive meme

riverview test drive meme

Welcome to Riverview's test drive meme! Feel free to dip your toes in on the test drive meme to try out your character in the setting, play out a mission, and get samples for your application at the same time!

● There are currently 13 Character Slots available.
Reserves are Open. Applications will be open from January 1st until January 7th.
● Providing all parties are amenable, threads on the test drive meme can count as game canon, as the plot in the prompts presented is game canon.
● TDM threads do not count for Activity Check, but they do count for Activity Bonus Points, so long as all characters involved are accepted into the game.
● Threading on the TDM is intended for prospective new characters, so top-levels should only be posted by players of these characters. Since the events in the TDM are considered game canon, characters currently in the game are free to use the TDM prompts for logs and posts on the regular communities.

Feel free to use the prompts below or create your own scenario. The setting is built to be flexible, so feel free to make things up as you go.


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prompt i: winter rescue

Going into the last week of December, the city experiences an abrupt and unexpected dump of snow - several feet of it, in fact. Usually, it wouldn't be a big deal, since most people and most exploration teams could just hole up and ride out the storm and snowdrifts. And that's what most of the city is doing.

Unfortunately, this is the week that some of the Perimeter Guard Cadets have decided to go on their Winter Expedition - a sort of camping trip slash exploration expedition into the Abandoned City just outside the walls of the Inner City. While the goal wasn't to get too far away from the walls, with the snow starting up in force, the groups of Cadets have gotten turned around in the inclement weather and are stuck outside the walls, unable to return to the safety of the Inner City.

A general call has gone out to anyone willing to brave the snow and storm to rescue groups of Cadets between the ages of 12 and 17 who are trapped outside the walls in their camps.


prompt ii: a flock of stargulls

During the last half of December, residents might start noticing the appearance of cute, trilling little birds with soulful eyes (very mild spoilers for the most recent Star Wars movie in the link) throughout the Quarantine. Perched on tree branches or the corners of awnings and eaves, they will keep multiplying in number until December 20th, when a positive swarm of them will come through the portal.

Welcome to the Quarantine, Porgs!

These little lovable birds (spoiler-free image) will be settling in to roost just about anywhere you can think of. Outside your window, inside your kitchen on top of your fridge, under your bed, or anywhere else. Whether residents consider them a nuisance or a potential new pet, they're bound to cause a stir. The Porgs will be out and about in the city until the end of December, when most of them will find their way back through the portal to whichever world they came from, though a little colony of them will remain in the City from now on. Porgs will be added along with domestic foxes and Pokémon as creatures that can be found or caught in the city as pets without the use of AP!

[Thanks to Sere for submitting this prompt as a mini-plot!]


prompt iii: mistleglow

Some residents may remember that back in September, a love-drunk and confusion-spell-addled newlywed mage from Gramarye Magic Research let loose some pretty little fairy lights that trapped people in the city in little invisible bubbles until they kissed (and any kind of kiss would do). Well, the same slightly-less-newlywed but no less romantically-inclined mage happens to really, really enjoy the winter season, and thinks it's totally romantic. That particular sentiment is pretty common in the Quarantine - while Hygge is the celebration of familial love, the residents of the Quarantine all agree that that family often includes partners and lovers. Besides that, the folklore of mistletoe as being representative of love and friendship is something that the Quarantine has in common with the universes many residents inhabit.

So, as the last week and a half of December rolls around, residents around the Quarantine will see the result of the resident romantic trying to share a bit of Hygge love - small, glowing sprigs of mistletoe will be floating around the Quarantine, ready to trap people up and make them share a bit of affection. But how does it work?

Two or more characters walking under one of these glowing, floating sprigs will get stuck for one hour, trapped inside an invisible enclosure with an approximate three foot radius. The only options are to either wait out the hour, or to kiss! Characters will know they're meant to kiss, because part of the magic spell is the sudden and intense knowledge that they should kiss in order to break free. There is no compulsion to kiss, just the knowledge that that's how to get free. This time, instead of any kind of kiss working, there will be different types of kisses that will work to release the trapped residents depending on the color of mistleglow:

RED: MOUTH ● ORANGE: NECK ● YELLOW: CHEEK
GREEN: FOREHEAD ● BLUE: HAND ● VIOLET: BUTTERFLY


Trapped residents will not know what kind of kiss will work for each color and may have to experiment before finding the right one.


prompt iv: snowed in

Remember those Hygge Cabins that the City set up all along the banks of the river? Little cabins with enough space for a small kitchen, a table to eat at, and a lounge area in front of a fireplace, meant to be shared in celebration of familial love and found family during Hygge? Well, the sudden onslaught of snow that trapped the Cadets outside the city are also serving to isolate people who are in and around the cabins.

With the river nearby, the heightened humidity in the area of the beaches where the cabins are set up, the snowfall is even heavier than it is throughout the rest of the city. Anyone who's down by the water will find themselves quickly driven out of the open and into one of these cabins, whether it's inhabited or not! Whether these weather refugees are sharing a cabin by choice, after having a lovely dinner together, or unwillingly, in the form of an intruder on someone else's holiday or by being driven into the same cabin with a stranger, they're going to be snowed in for a while!


prompt v: friendr/network

Whether your character is posting up a silly word game, trying to get hold of a friend, or putting out feelers for people to go out into the fray with, the network is going strong.

Alternately, an offer for a free app is popping up on new arrivals' devices - Friendr is a friend-finder and/or dating app. If characters choose to install it, they will fill out a short bio and parameters for what they're looking for, upload a snap of themselves, and then proceed to browse for matches. This is a typical swipe-left-or-right type app.

Code to post your character's bio is in the textbox below. An example of how it looks can be found here.


Friendr base code is by photosynthesis.
The code in the textbox is for the default color scheme, but the Friendr app has a wide variety of themes, so feel free to customize with colors and patterns as you see fit, but do not remove the credit line out of respect for the creator of the code.


prompt vi: wildcard

Use the wildcard prompt to choose your own adventure and do whatever else you like in the setting!


navigation

[the cabin by Izabela Witkiewicz]
igotusout: (103 - 005)

Lauren Strucker - The Gifted

[personal profile] igotusout 2017-12-19 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
A. Arrival
Lauren was not quite prepared for whatever this was. It didn't feel like one of Clarice's portals, it was... wilder, and she never saw it happen. Also Clarice wasn't here. Lauren was alone, in the woods, in the snow. Which was new for her, even in holding they put her next to her brother. She hadn't been alone in a long time.

Of course, with the portal at her back standing there she figured someone had to be near it. Maybe it was the paranoia settling in, because today hadn't sucked nearly enough for her.

...and she still has her flea collar on so the moment she reaches for her powers it shocks her so hard she falls into a snowbank. Typical.
B. Snowed In
Lauren's first order of business after an explanation for where she was and what was happening was to get herself some new clothes. Literally anything would be better than the Trask prison jammies she arrived in. Once she was suitably dressed in skinny jeans, and reasonable boots and coat, she headed out to see if there was anyone that might have seen her family. Her brother probably wasn't here, but her mom or dad could be. Or maybe Thunderbird or someone else in the Underground.

What she didn't expect was the snow to pick up and have to run into a small hut for shelter. She didn't even check if it was occupied she just got the door closed as quickly as she coould. Fortunately, pulling the air into a shield over her wasn't that hard. So she only had to worry about the snow she tracked in. And none on her above the knee. "Uh, hi."
C. Network - l.strucker
If I said 'mutant' what would you think I meant?
protectingthelight: (here comes the admiral)

VADM Amilyn Holdo | Star Wars ('ware spoilers)

[personal profile] protectingthelight 2017-12-19 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Post on the last dest drive, because I didn't think to wait a day. >.> ]

[ No spoilers at this level; cannot guarantee same for any subsequent comments. ]


i. winter rescue
Did someone say "rescue"? Well, good. Here's Amilyn, suited up for snow and ready to go rescue any of these poor stranded cadets. Her inclination is to take charge, but she's willing to defer to anyone who's more accustomed to snow than she is. She's served in a lot of climates around the galaxy, but at heart she's still a Gatalentan and more comfortable in balmier climes.

ii. porgs
Amilyn's never seen an original Ahch-To porg before. What she has seen on other planets are either creatures of parallel evolution, or perhaps descendants (changed slightly over time—different feather colors, different body shapes) of original porgs that long, long ago hitched an inadvertent ride on a star cruiser and ended up elsewhere. Which means that while the little critter that's decided to nest atop the common fridge is new to her, its type is not. And she's delighted. A little homesick, but also delighted.

Anyone who comes into the kitchen will find Amilyn standing on a chair in front of the fridge, making little cooing and trilling noises at the mama porg, who all things considered would probably prefer to be left alone.

vi. wildcard
[ Have at ]
vedaandme: snobby, season 1, civilian (Uno! I Win.)

C - un: tieria.erde

[personal profile] vedaandme 2017-12-19 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose that would depend on the context in which you were using it.
buildingcastles: (pic#8683340)

Christian Fischer | original

[personal profile] buildingcastles 2017-12-19 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
ii. are these birds?

[ He's seen a lot of weird things, but the porgs are not familiar to him. Their large, staring eyes and round bodies are what a lot of people consider cute, but it takes Christian some time to warm up to the little creatures. Mostly because he's not sure that innocent appearance isn't just an act.

After studying the scattered groups of porgs from afar for a few days, he finally goes up to one that happens to be perching on the edge of a low-hanging awning, looking up at it with raised eyebrows. ]


Hello. [ Might as well start out with a polite greeting. ] Are you edible?

iii. mistleglow

[ Christian isn't familiar with the whole glowing light effects. He finds himself caught off guard, because who's going to look around for floating hedge clippings? Once he gets stuck, Christian just sighs, turning to the unfortunate person that has happened to get stuck with him. The knowledge of what needs to be done to get free almost seems like a joke. He puts on as harmless a smile as he can for his new friend. ]

Uh, hey, can I borrow you for a moment?

[ Awkward as ever. ]

vi. snow tricks

[ Snow and cold is actually very helpful for magic users from Christian's world. Like layers of clothes, it soaks up the energy and helps extend the reach of spells and enchantments, so of course he has to take the opportunity to exercise that power. People out in the park or by the river will see a man building small snowmen in the open fields or by the banks, topping their shoulders with birds made of dead leaves and sticks for wings and beaks. And then he moves his hand over them and the piles of snow begin to tighten and reshape, gaining smoother form and looking almost alive. The wings flutter and the beaks chirp, and one of the snowmen even bows to a passerby as a flurry blows over it. ]

Merry Christmas to you, too.
igotusout: (103 - 008)

[personal profile] igotusout 2017-12-19 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I think that actually answered my question.

But to be sure, how about 'homo superior'?
talentedscavenger: (Pensive)

ii

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-12-19 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Rey wasn't too surprised to see porgs suddenly show up at this place. Strange and weird things tended to happen, and if other creatures from other worlds could suddenly appear, why not porgs? They were cute little creatures, sure, but they did have a tendency to make themselves at home anywhere. It seemed some of them wanted to turn her old room into one big nest. Or, they were trying to get into her things...

She's really hoping no one's tried to make a meal of them by now.

The brunette was going to head out when she heard someone cooing by the kitchen. It was...a bit strange, and found herself peaking in to see someone standing on a chair...and cooing at a porg.

"..Think it might be better if you leave her alone."
protectingthelight: (smile)

[personal profile] protectingthelight 2017-12-19 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
The porg makes a quiet squawk, as if to say, Told you!

Amilyn can take a hint. "Sorry," she says to the creature, and steps down from the chair. She picks it up and slides it back into place under the table (the exact spot, almost to the millimeter, where it was before, as if anyone would notice).

"You're right, of course. I just haven't seen anything like it in quite some time. There were similar creatures on my home planet, though there they were solid grey, and a little smaller. I suppose nostalgia got the better of me."
talentedscavenger: (Pensive)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-12-19 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Rey watches the other woman get down from the chair, making sure she doesn't trip and fall. One bad fall could end someone's life, especially coming from Jakku. At least the mama porg seems to relax a little more, happier now that someone isn't making cooing noises at it.

"It's alright. I was more concerned the bird might try to attack you..." and well, there were far more of them in this building alone. They didn't seem like the violent sort, but when it came to a mother protecting her young, who knows what could happen.

"Which planet are you from?" Rey found herself asking, wondering if this person could potentially be from her world.
oldladyleia: (7)

General Leia Organa | The War in Our Stars.

[personal profile] oldladyleia 2017-12-19 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
prompt ii: a flock of stargulls.

[Leia has seen more than her fair share of odd animals given the any number of planets that she's seen, visited and lived on during her very long life. (Or at least it feels very long at this point anyway.) But there's something about these birds and the way that they look at her that seem familiar. She's seen one or two nesting outside the apartment that she'd been assigned, and paid them no mind, but when she came back to three or four? Well, that was a little bit of a cause for concern. After a moment, she came out and looked at looked at them sternly, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she did it. It was a look that would have made her husband or brother run for the hills and had made many senators and soldiers shake in their shoes but they just... stood there. Finally, the woman just speaks in a sharp tone, but it's not clear if it's to the birds or people on the street or just the air if you're not fully looking at her:]

Would you just buzz off already?! I'm sure someone is more interesting than me!

prompt iii: mistleglow

[This is completely ridiculous. She is a grown woman who does not have time for this. For a moment, she just glares at the other person in the spell with her. Her voice is rough and she just waves her hand.]

Well, let's get this over with!


prompt iv: snowed in

[General Leia Organa is someone who has lived on a planet of ice before, and she knows how a storm feels when it's going to be a bad one. It's the same sort of feeling that has only grown as she's gotten older. More than that, Leia has a feeling that she definitely should not be out in the snow for much longer. Or any longer, really. Her hands clamped around the cloak that she's wearing, and she heads towards one of the nearest cabins, moving swiftly but carefully through the rapidly falling snow. It's a throwback to her time on Hoth, of course, even if the cold slices through her bones more readily than it did then. She could almost hear Han picking on her for it. Almost. With a quick knock, Leia Organa opens the door to the cabin, and then she shuts it firmly behind her, cutting of any thoughts of her husband along with the chilled winds.]

This happen often?

Network: Audio SN:TheGeneral

So, people who absolutely did not mean to be taken away from their home universes: how are we on getting back home?

[Because clearly they can do it better than a bunch of techs from the planet.]
Edited (Added mistleglow) 2017-12-19 17:47 (UTC)
volitaunt: (202)

iv

[personal profile] volitaunt 2017-12-19 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Poe was setting a marshmallow on fire. He was by himself in the cabin (if by himself means being with BB-8, because it usually means being with BB-8), keeping the place held down while the others went off to do Hygge things. He still doesn't know how to pronounce Hygge even though he's heard it enough the past few days.

It's kind of nice, to have the moment without anyone else around. Gives him a chance to drop the facade of normalcy, prepare himself to be Fine, capital F, all over again once they come back.

Going jogging in the mornings with Jyn and Cassian has helped, but he still can't shake the shadow of the Finalizer.

When the door opens, he looks up, expecting one of them--Jyn, Cassian, Rey, Finn. He freezes instead as the marshmallow finally lights itself on fire. It's impossible, it's not possible, those mean the same thing but he can't help thinking them both.

Then she speaks, and he knows that voice as well as he knows his X-wing. ]


...Leia?
protectingthelight: (smile)

[personal profile] protectingthelight 2017-12-19 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gatalenta," Amilyn replies, only realizing as she says it that the name probably means nothing to almost everyone here. Still, it’s noteworthy that the girl actually said planet. Not everyone here seems to operate from that particular first principle, that there’s more than one place in the galaxy where sentient life can be found. "And yourself?"
protectingthelight: (protecting the light)

ii.

[personal profile] protectingthelight 2017-12-19 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
As luck would have it, guess who happens to be within earshot?

Amilyn stops in her tracks at the sound of that unmistakable voice. She’s got to be imagining things, surely. Homesickness. Worry for the people she’s left behind. Those things have an effect on the brain. But she looks up and—

It’s her. By the Force and all the Blessed Mothers...

She can’t move. She can’t make a sound. Even when a passerby bumps into her and offers a snarky “excuse me” she doesn’t respond.

What is her old friend doing here?
Edited 2017-12-19 20:42 (UTC)
talentedscavenger: (BB8)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-12-19 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
The name sort of rang a bell in Rey’s head. There was always talks of different star systems and different planets on Jakku. Usually those planets were more trade or for cut throat business. If a planet wasn’t mentioned it could’ve been due to lack of interest or lack of business potential.

“Jakku,” Rey replied, expecting the name to not be recognized. Most people didn't know what kind of planet it was and asked for detail. Her eyes drifted to the mother porg all nestled in. There was a soft trill that made her knit her eyebrows together.

“You heard that, right?” Was it coming from a cabinet? The did sound muffled.
waitinonyou: (Let's Go)

Harley Quinn | Suicide Squad

[personal profile] waitinonyou 2017-12-19 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
prompt iii: mistleglow

[Harley can be found staring up at the little spring of holly. She knows what it's for but she wonders how something so small can hold so much power in it.
She wants to reach it and spends a good ten minutes, raised on the tip of her toes with her fingers out stretched towards the odd little plant.

There must be some use for this thing and maybe someone is nice enough to try and help her get it down? Right now she isn't looking at the color and you might need to take a closer look to find the best way to escape the mistletoe's grasp.

It'd be a perfect present... if she can just reach it.]


prompt v: text - dollface

Anyone know of Gotham City? I'm lookin' for a friend of mine.


prompt v: frinder


Friendr
«
»
» Age: 27
» Seeking: Playmates! People who know how to have a good time~
💋❤😉🍒🍭

» Preferences: Both!
» Interests: Let's see~ dancing, shopping sprees,
joy riding, romance novels 😘

» Bio: Oh isn't this fun? Don't you want to get to know me yourself? I can promise we'll have a good time.
base code by photosynthesis
Harley Quinn
« »



prompt vi: Come on, I'm bored.

[ooc: Wild Card Option~ pick any of the prompts or something else and I'm game! Will also match format.]
frightknight: (Default)

bruce wayne (batman) | dc (nu52)

[personal profile] frightknight 2017-12-19 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
iii. mistleglow
( New places were inherently suspicious. In the short span of time he'd been here, he'd come across a handful of things that made him pause. The glowing sprigs of mistletoe happened to be one of them.

He'd spotted it first on his trek back from his casual "stroll" around the residential areas. He'd seen it again through a window of a restaurant he'd tucked himself away in to watch who might pass by. The next time his eyes caught sight of it, he was heading back from the restaurant.

By the time Bruce spotted it this time, it a glow in the edge of his vision, just barely visible where it bounced against the rim of the baseball cap pulled low on his head. He realized a split second too late that he was stuck in his spot with a shadow of another person at his back. His eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtful and just slightly annoyed, as he glanced up at the glowing sprig. The damn plant he was sure was responsible for the interruption in his walk.
)

This happen often? ( Bruce prompted, barely turning his head over his shoulder to acknowledge the person behind him. His voice was calm, seeming undisturbed by his immobility despite the way his thoughts fiercely closed around this sudden, frustrating knowledge in his thoughts. Kissing someone, he thought bitterly, hadn't exactly been on his agenda for the day. )

iv. snowed in
( The list of places Bruce had to survey and explore was shrinking, slowly. And the number of pages in the notebook he'd been scribbling in seemed to shrink ten times as fast.

While the few places he'd encountered so far had seemed - mostly - harmless, he found himself repeating a few words to himself in a steady mantra. Don't let your guard down. His attention shifted constantly from one thing to the next, taking note of even the smallest details no matter how mundane they seemed at the time.

The one thing that caught his attention the most was the snow. How deeply his footsteps pushed into it, the weight of it as it collected on his shoulders and brim of his hat, how much heavier it fell here than in other areas. It was the latter that made him cut his trip short, but he hadn't made it far before he resigned to the fact that going any further was more trouble than it was worth.

The first cabin he found open with no sound coming from inside had become his temporary shelter. Instead of settling, his eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of movement.
)

v. network [ un: b.w ]
Where's the best view of the city?

( It's a question meant to give him perspective - not on the city itself but on the inhabitants. )

vi. wildcard
( Hit me. )
polarising: (051)

ii ziggy stargulls

[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lorna's still trying to get her bearings in this place. The little staring birds - ok, what the hell are these guys? Penguins? - aren't helping. She's coming around the corner (she's been staking out this coffee place for awhile before deciding it was safe to enter), when she spots the guy talking to the porg on the awning.

And there's no way to tell how rare this is, but what he's saying startles a rare laugh out of her. ]


Dude. Get a cheeseburger or something.
polarising: (008)

network; @polaris

[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
i'd think gee that person knows some cool people
polarising: (019)

iv

[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Could sure use Eclipse right now.

That was Lorna's first thought. She's not ashamed of it. Someone with the power of sunlight in the palms of his hands would be really useful. She's frozen, solid, it feels like.

Living like a refugee is nothing new to Lorna, so she shoulders open the first dark cabin she spots, huddling in the far corner in the dark. Sure, she could turn some lights on or start a fire. She's just trying to warm up first. The doorknob tells her there's a hand on it, giving her just enough time to shoot to her feet. A tall, pale woman who's shaking so hard she can barely stand. But she doesn't look afraid. The door swings open and she's ready. Just in case. There's a hum of electricity in the air, like radiowaves. ]


Stay where you are.
frightknight: (068)

[personal profile] frightknight 2017-12-19 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
( Bruce's eyes landed on the woman just before he heard her voice, and a sudden, familiar defensiveness coiled in his muscles. There was no immediate attack, no real threat beyond her words. But he could hear something in the air - a hum of electricity he might have missed if he were anyone else.

It was a sound that meant a few different things. Something she had on her like a device or a weapon, maybe something entirely natural. And another thought followed, chased by memories of a scarlet speedster. Metahuman. He wasn't in a position to say one way or another just yet.

Carefully, Bruce lifted his hands, palms forward and fingers spread in a show of innocence. He made no move to remove his hat, nor did he make a move to shift back. His feet shifted slightly under him, subtle and quiet, out of reflex - ready to move for any reason.
)

I just needed to get out of the snow. ( He offered easily in a voice that was calm but careful. )
hititwithacrowbar: (Jason - Trucker hat)

iii

[personal profile] hititwithacrowbar 2017-12-19 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jason had a feeling he knew that gait. Pulling his red hoodie up he followed along as well as one could in the snow. Tracking the new person. His heart was already pounding knowing what he shouldn't accept. It can't be.

Yet, he knew. He always knew even when he found him with amnesia. He'd always know this man even in his walk. The voice confirmed it... just as he realized what had happened. Oh god no, what was his luck. It had happened with Hana a week or so before. This was the worst thing. He cleared his throat and tried not to make eye contact, to keep his hoodie pulled over his face. Shit. This was not how he wanted to reunite with Bruce. ]


Uhh, yeah. It does. [ He tried to fake his voice, but that was never his strong trait.]
frightknight: (065)

[ text | un: b.w ]

[personal profile] frightknight 2017-12-19 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Does your friend have a name?
polarising: (002)

polaris | the gifted

[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
ii. stargulls
[ Mutants are old news to Lorna. But weird animals she's never seen before? OK, she's a little intrigued. She's been keeping an idle eye on the flocks of them here and there through the city. Judging by the commotion, they're not local wildlife.

Having finished her lunch an hour ago, Lorna is just trying to live her life and figure out what's going on. Only the porg she fed half her bagel to under the table is following her. Has been following her. For like two miles, now. Every now and then, she'll stop to try and scare it off. ]


All right, go on. Get outta here. I'm out of food.

[ Scaring it off? Not working great. She shoos, but the porg just stares up at her with its big, unblinking eyes. Lorna does a little back-and-forth pace on the sidewalk. ]

I can't look after you. I don't even know where we are.

iii. mistleglow
[ Running the Mutant Underground and training people to use their powers means sometimes you get whammied. Lorna gets this, has accepted it as part of the job. So she's not put off by the glowing sprigs of mistletoe. Maybe the act of another mutant, nearby? Of course, all that wonder and hope dissipates the moment she's trapped underneath one of the little suckers.

Cornered animals get mad, and Lorna's no different. She'll round on the person nearest to her. ]


Uh-uh. [ Holding up her hand in the universal gesture for no way. She's filled with the overwhelming urge to kiss this person and she knows it's not her. Something's influencing her. ] Are they serious?

iv. snowed in
[ Not a fan of the cold, Lorna was by the river when it started to snow. She just wanted to get the lay of the land, but now she's holed up alone in what looks like something straight out of a Hallmark catalogue. Without Marcos around to keep her warm, she's diligently started a fire, then promptly buried herself in the pillows and blankets set out in the lounging area.

Every now and then she gets up to check the windows and see if it's worth making a run for it. And every time the answer's the same or worse: she's stuck here for awhile. Better hunker down.

Exiting her tangled nest in front of the warm hearth for sustenance, Lorna can be found heating canned soup on the stove, wrapped in a blanket and muttering about her situation. Also, the soup's stirring itself, her hand braced above the spoon and a green glow swirling around them both. ]



v. network; @polaris
[ Uncomfortable with the video function, Lorna nevertheless appears onscreen. There's a porg on her shoulder. ]

What the hell is this? [ She angles the camera and points at it, just for emphasis. ] And how do I make it leave me alone?

[ Seemingly unaware of its new friend's agitation, the porg blinks placidly into the camera, then lets out an enormous yawn, fluttering its little wings. ]


v. friendr

Friendr
«
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» Age: 28
» Seeking: mutants
» Preferences: n/a
» Interests: tbd.
» Bio: humanity's great leap forward.
base code by photosynthesis
Polaris
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[personal profile] frightknight 2017-12-19 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( When you knew people like Selina Kyle or Tim Drake, you learned to recognize the feeling of someone's eyes on you. He'd noticed it a few minutes earlier, but Bruce hadn't drawn attention to it. There were footsteps in the snow behind him, always a measured distance away. Bruce knew a tail when he had one.

And more importantly, he knew a Robin when he heard one.

A knot in his chest he hadn't realized was there loosened slightly in recognition. Damian was a perfect mimic, Dick had his flare for theatrics, and Tim was always prepared. But Jason? Jason had never been the best at hiding his hand in moments like this.

He turned a bit more, offered a view of the side of his face and the subtle curve of a smirk on his lips.
) Maybe you should talk to Alfred about acting lessons. ( Some of the annoyance he'd felt when he'd realized his predicament. It wasn't ideal to be stuck in place, knowing his freedom rested on a kiss with one of his Robins, one of his boys. But it could always be worse. )
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[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lorna can be forgiven for thinking she might've spotted another mutant in the crowd. Either way, she likes the look of Harley (QUESTION YOUR LIFE CHOICES, LORNA,) and she seems to be trying to get that mistletoe down? Lorna's not sure.

Either way, she's wandered over. ]


What are you doing?

[ It seems obvious, but like. Why? ]
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[personal profile] polarising 2017-12-19 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh.

Or it could just... Not be a threat at all.

Lorna slowly lets down her hands. Not letting down her guard, but the way this guy moves reminds her of Thunderbird. Big, but light on his feet. Military? She swallows. Nods, then remembers he can't see her. Waves her hand, and a small, candy-striped table-lamp flickers to life. ]


Sorry. [ She crosses her arms, gives a rueful shrug. ] I'm not - [ dangerous? But that would be a lie. ] I'm new.