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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme2018-03-20 11:06 pm

riverview: march 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 19 Character Slots available.
Reserves will open on April 15 at 10:00 pm EST. Applications will be open from May 1-7.
● 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: a river rising

Things have been pretty calm around the Quarantine for a month or two, since the behemoth herd was shut down - aside from a bit of emotional trauma brought on by the holograms that swarmed the city last month, everything's been pretty smooth sailing through Sampremi season. And of course, as anyone who's been in the Quarantine for more than a few months knows, nothing is ever that easy.

With spring rolling in and winter rolling out, there's been a lot of rain on the moon. Usually, that's not a really big problem, since the Quarantine historically doesn't have a lot of problems with flooding. This year, though, the water is rising exponentially, much faster than it has in almost the entire known history of the city. It starts to get noticeable around the 20th, with the water levels rising over a foot, and it keeps going faster and faster as the days move on. By the first of the month, the water has risen to flood out the two city blocks on either side of the river, forcing hundreds of people from their homes. The problem is even worse near the point that the river exits the city walls and starts winding its way into the Abandoned City, with the flood washing away many of the ramshackle buildings in the area and shorting out the laser fences in the area, leaving the city vulnerable to attack by water.

This month's mission? Form teams of explorers to head either up or down the river, braving the dangers from flooding and whatever monsters might be attracted to all the noise and panic, to try to find the source of the highly unusual flooding.

MOD NOTE: I will be playing around with the cause and fallout of the flooding throughout this and the next TDM. Feel free to have characters explore and find various options for what might be causing it, and if you have a good idea in a thread, send a link via PM to the mod account, and I'll see how many ideas I can weave into the solution!


prompt ii: you're a lizard, scary

Remember that bit in the last prompt about the monsters attracted by the noise and panic in the city, and also about the fences being compromised around where the river exits the city? Well, that turns out to be a really big problem throughout the end of March and until the flooding is resolved. Some new 'residents' will start showing up, crawling out of the river with scaly grins - giant crocodiles and carnivorous toads, and nasty giant bugs, oh my! Almost any amphibious, reptilian, bug, or water monster you can think of will be clambering up the banks of the river, scooting through the mud, and hunting anyone who ventures too close to their overflowing homes.

The city will be making a general call out to any fight-capable people who are willing to form temporary reserve units of the Perimeter Guard to help patrol the edges of the rising water and keep the monsters at bay. Join up with these, fight them on your own, or just keep away from the water. The choice is up to you.


prompt iii: disaster relief

It's not just fighters that can help with the disaster - there's also a citywide call out for volunteers to help out with disaster relief for the hundreds of people who have been displaced from their riverside homes. Whether you're commanding magic or science or just a hand to help out, your help will be more than welcome.

Volunteers can help gather and distribute clothing, non-perishable food, and other supplies to displaced residents; they can help cook for the large soup kitchens and buffet breakfasts; they can help knock together and furnish temporary shelter for victims. There is also a call for any residents who may have extra space in their homes to house victims of the disaster, so whether your character is displaced or offering a helping hand, there's plenty to do around the Quarantine.


prompt iv: sampremi street market

While the disaster isn't exactly conducive to celebration, most of the merchants participating in the Sampremi street market (some nsfw content at the link) are doing a philanthropic spin on their usual booths. Most of the booths are offering free food and household items or clothing to residents who have been displaced by the flooding, offering free games, and accepting donations to help support the victims. They've also cleared out space in the market for victims and volunteers to rest and recuperate.


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!


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[Aftermath by Thomas Ho; bonus reference art Flooded Out by Jeff Jumper]
athiefalways: by <user name="adeolucror"> (050)

[personal profile] athiefalways 2018-04-01 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
With the amount of times they've interrupted us, I can't say I'm complaining.
backwaterbelle: 💚backwaterbelle (Default)

[personal profile] backwaterbelle 2018-04-01 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Remy we ain't like that back home anymore.

Besides, I don't got control of the touch.


[So even if she wanted to--and she's absolutely not saying she did--they were back at square one in the touch department.]
athiefalways: by <user name="adeolucror"> (010)

[personal profile] athiefalways 2018-04-01 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
You really want to air this dirty laundry here?

[personal profile] krasnaya_vdova 2018-04-01 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
--I still get to be in the play, right?

[There's an attempt at a smile. Part of her wants to hug him, but she can't. Not here and not now. And so instead she covers that with something almost playful, even if the way she emotes is different from before. And then she's picking up her coffee and she doesn't say goodbye, but says later because one feels less charged than the other.

She texts him not long after sunset the following day, letting him know she's on her way. She's dressed fairly casual, but there's something just a little more put-together, more mature in her fashion choices. And in her hands is a small black box. She still wears the bracers that he gave her; it hadn't been obvious in the coffee shop, but was with her arms exposed.]


I uh, I have something for you?
backwaterbelle: 💚backwaterbelle (Default)

[personal profile] backwaterbelle 2018-04-01 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
This ain't public.
likeacoupon: (Not amused)

[personal profile] likeacoupon 2018-04-01 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
My specific place of work doesn't have gambling. It's more like a tavern. There are other places to go for that sort of thing.
luckyescape: (EARS I have them)

[personal profile] luckyescape 2018-04-01 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not very pretty now." She called up to him as she took a rather quick large leap backwards. Freya was pressed against the building now though still on the ground floor. In hindsight, maybe the roof top would have been better. She tilted her chin up and then jumped. Freya's skills were in speed more than strength but she easily used each windowsill to them clamor onto the roof and lay at Remy's feet.

"Sup?" She flashed him a smile before rolling more gracefully to her feet. Freya could have probably done all of that more gracefully but she wasn't too concerned about that. She was still kicking herself for her disk failure.

"Oh. When you're done exploding things. I'm going to try and jump on that things head and grab my disk so I can see where it went wrong. You know, trial and error." The roof should give her enough of a height to make the jump.
dothelokimotion: (Horses should not be trusted)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2018-04-01 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles faintly. ]

You have not missed it.

[ Afterwards, dressed in his usual black suit. At the mention of "something", he looks vaguely curious and uncertain. ]

What is it?
backwaterbelle: 💚backwaterbelle (Default)

[personal profile] backwaterbelle 2018-04-01 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Like you'd ever let me." She countered smoothly, putting her hands on her hips as she watched him take his sweet time, one eyebrow searching for her hairline. To be honest, she expected nothing less from him, and the familiarity of it all was comforting. It reminded her of simpler times. Pointedly, she looked down at her left wrist as if she were looking at a very nonexistent wrist watch, but she's still smirking.

"Ah s'pose ah can share." Said as though it was some great inconvenience for him to take care of some of the foes. Rogue made a sound that could either be categorized as a laugh or a scoff as he acrobatically entered the fight. "Show off," she hollered after him before she properly took to the sky, scouting the scene below with an increasingly displeased expression as she realized she's going to have to get dirty.

Time to be a cliche. It's thought to herself as she flew down to where she could see the big lizard rippling through the water, dropping down behind it and getting a good grip on the creature's tale. With an aggressive growl she hefted the tail up out of the water and yanked it up and out of the water, swinging it in an arc over her head to slam it onto its back. Without hesitation, she jumped atop the beast and started punching.

Sure, she could have ripped it in half, but then they couldn't have BBQ gator (or a giant, tacky rug) later.
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Cassandra de Rolo | Critical Role

[personal profile] ofwovenstone 2018-04-01 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
ii: you're a lizard, scary
Percy would be beside himself, Cassandra thinks, were he to be here and see her following the Vox Machina example of flinging oneself headlong into danger. Although trouble found them as often as they found it. But there were creatures attacking innocents, and she knows her way around weapons well enough to do something.

So she’s going to do it. And Percival never has to know.

It’s remarkably easy to arm herself before making her way closer to the riverfront. The sword feels familiar enough in her hand for her to find it comfortable. She really will have to find herself a more permanent weapon, after this.

A giant crocodile is not quite a dragon, but it certainly seems large enough to her when one finally crosses her path. “Oh, Pelor,” she murmurs softly, readying her blade.



(Later, after the fighting is finally done and the giant crocodile dealt with, a weary Cassandra finds a quiet place to sit, carding wet, white streaked hair out of her face with a quiet sigh. She is exhausted and muddy and soaked through, and more than a little bit bloody. But she’s had far worse injuries than this. It’s not fatal.)


iii: disaster relief
As a de Rolo, Cassandra was raised learning the finer details of politics, of running and ruling Whitestone. And she’d taken to it well. Even after... all that had happened, she still played a very large role in the day to day business of running the city.

Which is why helping to organize something as straightforward as disaster relief was far simpler. She hadn’t intended to take charge of the small area she’d found herself in, it had simply... happened as she’d fallen into the ease of noticing those looking lost or as though they were seeking something to do and guiding them to where they were most needed.

She’s been at it for she’s not quite sure how long at this point, she’s lost track. It doesn’t matter. It’s needed, so she works. And it’s not as though she’s not accustomed to working through exhaustion. She does it quite often for Whitestone. And while she hates being so removed from her people and her home, she has no teleportation magic to attempt to return.

So she’s here. And she’s doing what it is she can.


vi: wildcard
shoplifter: (pic#11316551)

[personal profile] shoplifter 2018-04-01 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
There appears to be another someone around the balconies and leaping from railing to railing; some young kid, ten or eleven, looks particularly passive and unafraid as she maneuvers around the bad waters. Yes, there are strange lizard-like beasts lingering near the waters for her, but she's pretty confident she can kill them if they try to lunge for her.

She stands on a fire escape and sniffs the air, and then starts a concerning balancing act as she walks the lip of a short ledge along the building.

Hey, how's it going? Just sight-seeing.

And... maybe looking for anyone in need of help.
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[personal profile] umbrastaff 2018-04-01 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh... I did not think that far.

[Killing all of them would be a shame, they were animals despite their murder-size.]

Maybe this will scare them off?
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[personal profile] loveconquers 2018-04-01 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In the short time Meg had been tessering around the universe, she'd seen a lot... but, never a dragon. A real dragon.

When she hears the noise, her confusion of where she ended up melts into a whole different kind of concern. Meg just kind of stares up at the dragon, watching as her mouth forms a silent 'o'. A few of the blankets fall off the top of her pile, allowing more of her face to peek through the assortment of textures.

Just play it cool. ]


Uh-- [ Yup, doing great. Incredibly eloquent. ] H-hi. Sorry. I'm just, I miscalculated. I'm just going to-- [ Her glasses slip slightly down her nose as she looks for the nearest door and out of habit, Meg tries to adjust to push them back up, scattering the rest of the blankets on the ground.

She quickly drops down to her knees, gathering them all back up into something of an orderly stack. ]
I'll be out of here as soon as I can. [ She continues to talk to whatever it is that's staring at her like it can understand her. Better to not make assumptions. ]
boats_n_hoes: og dei spora eg trår er kalda, så kalda (★ B a l d e r)

[personal profile] boats_n_hoes 2018-04-01 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wavering his hand, just above where his axe was strapped to his hip, Floki was considering his options. Ever curious and always observing, his first thought was to rear back, see what it does, what it wants, work out if it was even real. Yet, before any of his thoughts could be processed enough to act on, the beast was writing in pain, splashing as it wallowed in the muddy earth.

The arrow that whizzed past his ear, had Floki turning to see who had sent in. At first, there was nothing remarkable about this boy, other than he was an excellent shot with his bow. Still, his words made sense (despite being called an idiot,) it would be best not to linger where he was, especially now that the monster was wounded.

It wasn't until Floki was closer that he started to notice things about the boy, things that were too familiar to be a mere coincidence. Floki had never really seen a wheelchair before but something about the boy's legs had him wondering. Growing closer, close enough to take in the features of his face. That's when the penny dropped, that's when Floki realized who it was he was looking at! ]


"Ivar... Can it really be?... Tee-hee!"

[ A quirk of his brow, shoulders rolling down and forwards as he dipped and ducked in an excited gesture, that strange little laugh of his sounding out from partly grinning teeth. This was confusing, yes but it could be possible. Floki had no idea where he was, for all he knew he was in Asgard or one of the realms of beasts. He could be dead or dying, this could be a vision of the future. One thing that was real, however, was that reptile-like creature and Floki decided it best to continue his approach on Ivar instead.

Coming to stand by him after circling his chair. Curious fingers touching and poking parts of the wheeled contraption, even trying to give it a small push, wondering over its making. Floki knelt down in front of Ivar, looking at his legs, pulling one upwards by the fabric of his trousers and letting it flop back down before leaning in and grabbing his face by the cheeks. Leaning in, Floki stared for a moment, then started turning and tilting Ivar's head from side to side, tugging his ears up and yanking his head down by a handful of hair in his inspection. Those eyes though, those unmistakable eyes, gifted to him by the Gods.]


"It really is you, isn't it Ivar? Heh!"

[ Placing his own thumb between his teeth and biting down hard, trying to contain his excitement and joy in having been stumbled upon by one of Ragnar's sons! It was almost enough to make him forget altogether about the beast that now thrashed in the shallows behind him. ]

boats_n_hoes: og dei spora eg trår er kalda, så kalda (★ T y r)

[personal profile] boats_n_hoes 2018-04-01 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Having been too absorbed with the idea that Gods were present here, that perhaps he was witnessing a power used by Thor, Floki almost completely missed the fact there was a Dragon coming into land nearby. Sure, the impending shadow had been noticed, though with the Dragon being as obsidian as the night sky and as fast as a soaring arrow, Floki shrugged it off as an elemental factor. He was far more focused on that fence, well, that is until a warning voice called out to him.

Turning, looking the young male over his curious eyes soon zoomed in on the contraption he was using to walk on. How ingenious! Clasping his hands together, giving a little twitch of a jump and chuckling under his breath, Floki left the flickering fence alone, for now. ]


What is that?

[ Squatting down beside the stranger's side, reaching out and grabbing the mechanical foot, careful not to knock the boy off balance. He started to move the joints, twisting them and tapping on them with his knuckles. Taking the Atz from its holster on his side, Floki gave it a rap and tap, seeing how strong and solid it was. He was about to lift the boy's leg and give his fake foot a good old gnaw with his teeth when he finally noticed the strangers flying companion watching on curiously and concerned.

Floki fell backwards into the mud. His painted eyes wide in both amazement and disbelief! Lifting a hand, placing his index finger against his forehead then sliding it down in line with the length of his nose, wriggling his other digits quickly before pressing a knuckle to his lips. The closest thing to a religious gesture Floki made. ]


Fafnir! By the Gods, a real Ormr! Serpent of legends!

[ Floki was in awe, sitting in the mud, smearing it over his face in his strange prayer. If this was a real Dragon then... Then the boy must be... ]

... Sigurðr? The famouse hero?
ragnarsson: ([19.9] With Floki Hug)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-04-01 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Floki always had a curious way of moving, something that was unique to the man. Ivar watches as he gets closer. When he's near, he sees that Floki looked younger than what he last remembered, more what he looked like during Ivar's early childhood. He was still full of life and vigor, a man who lived by the gods, not yet broken beyond repair after the death of Helga.

Ivar allows Floki to poke and prod at the wheelchair, knowing the near-boundless curiosity that his uncle had. When he starts poking around at his legs, Ivar's patience begins to wear thin. He doesn't like anyone touching his legs no matter how close he is with them. With something that sounds close to the warning growl a dog might give out, he swipes at Floki's hands, but the boat-builder is already moving onto his face. Finally, the inspection seems to be complete.

Ivar smiles at Floki, pleased that another member of his family has found their way to the strange city. He does something that he would do with few other men, reaching out, and hugging him with the bone-crushing strength that had come from dragging himself around by his arms most of his life.]


It's good to see you, Floki.
enfoldings: <user name=hoopskirts> (09)

disaster relief - also spoilers for awit

[personal profile] enfoldings 2018-04-01 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's not the whole family, but it's some, and there's a selfish part of him that tries to focus just on that instead of the fact that Charles Wallace and his beautiful wife are yet to be seen. He has Meg - wonderful, helpful, stubborn, clever Meg, and they're safe from the It. For now.

He can think of a way to somehow get the rest of his family here, and he constantly is in the back of his mind, but he can't possibly sit in a lab with everything going on. Besides, if there's one thing Floridians know about it's flooding. Meg's helping out, too, and Alex glances over from where he's giving someone else a hand just in time to see a familiar pair of glasses barely peeking up above the huge amount of blankets she's carrying.

It's hard not to grin as he excuses himself and moves over. ]


You're allowed to ask for help, Meglet. [ He doesn't take any of the blankets from her-instead he motions that he can, and waits for her to make the decision herself. Wounded pride isn't what he wants, just to take a load off of her. ] May I?
buildsomething: ([hud] how about that)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-04-02 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Ah.

[That does explain a lot, even as little as he knows about the country. He's worked with T'Challa, he's seen the kind of things Wakanda can produce. If it's the Wakanda he knows. Which seems likely, though around here he's learned not to make assumptions. Still, best to just run with it until proven otherwise.

Which is why he holds out a hand, gauntlet and all.]


Tony Stark.
buildsomething: ([armor] try me)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-04-02 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It raises an eyebrow, unseen as his expression is, but Tony knows rather than to comment at the moment. He's seen that kind of in-fight focus before, she won't thank him for distracting her and he's not actually looking to get anyone eaten by being an idiot.

He flies overhead, slow enough to keep pace with her. And maybe also keep his sensors carefully trained, just in case something ugly decides to make a surprise visit. Ava may not need him to keep an eye on her, but that doesn't mean he's not going to try anyway.]


There. [His voice comes again after a moment or two, a ripple of scales just barely catching the light.]
whatarethose: (How are you?)

[personal profile] whatarethose 2018-04-02 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Shuri's lips twitch into a smile.]

I thought so.

[Ironman is a staple of the internet and Shuri likes browsing the world wide web to find inspiration for her different projects.] Nice to meet you. [She takes his armored hand and shakes it briefly.]

My brother said that you almost put him in American jail.

[She had thought it was funny.]
boats_n_hoes: i daudsvevna slynge meg (★ S i f)

[personal profile] boats_n_hoes 2018-04-02 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ The growl of disapproval was noted, though it might not have seemed so, Floki meant no disrespect to the boy. He just had to be sure, after all, Ivar was still a young child when he'd last seen him! The boy who had changed the minds of Norsemen, he had not only survived but strived in the face of adversity. Their culture was unkind to the deformed or weak, no help was given, it was do it yourself or die and here Ivar was, strong and healthy, Floki felt so much pride to witness him like this.

At the crushing hug and warm welcome, Floki returned the gesture with a hard clap on Ivar's back and a kiss right in the middle of his forehead! ]


I knew you would grow up to be strong, Ivar. You were after all blessed by the Gods, a gift to Ragnar and to us all! Tee-heh!

[ Fingers twitching and wriggling, his arms erratic in their movements, hardly able to contain his happiness. Floki felt down Ivar's arm, feeling his muscles before sliding a palm over the boy's bow. ]

And such a clean shot too. The eyes of a hawk, the strength of the Allfather and looks of Balder! Oh you wonderful little cripple, you!

[The dramatics were in full effect as he spoke of all of Ivar's favourable qualities. From his body language to his facial expression. Then, tipping his head down, brow arched and angled, a sly look in his foxlike eyes. ]

It's obvious what we have to do. We have to sacrifice this serpent, in celebration of our reunion and your health... Ivar, the boneless.
stantheman: (Default)

✔ @s.uris

[personal profile] stantheman 2018-04-02 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
You like to read?

[ He doesn't know what all she's talking about but some of it he definitely gets.

The mention of It means something to him but he doesn't want to talk about his It and he hopes her It is something different. ]


It's really cool your parents work for NASA, though.
lykou: (Default)

[personal profile] lykou 2018-04-02 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Maybe.

[ But still, for good measure, Ryan secures his halberd and gathers up the frozen frogs on shore, putting them back onto the now-icy surface of the river, in hopes that it will at least disorient them.

Calling it a job well done, he turns back, wiping frog slime off on his pants before holding out a hand. ]


I'm Ryan, thanks for the help. I... didn't really want to kill them all.
ragnarsson: ([19.10] Celebrate)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-04-02 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
[This was why he had missed Floki so much. Ivar was often so self-critical about himself that he failed to see the big picture, only seeing what he thought everyone else saw: a cripple and reject. Floki had the talent for pointing out the qualities in himself that Ivar so often had a habit of overlooking, like how the gods clearly had a bigger plan for him in store if they had kept him around this long.

He visibly preened under the praises of his mentor, cheeks tinged a little pink with embarrassment, though he was hardly going to stop him once he'd gotten started. When he mentioned the crocodile, Ivar looked dubiously at the beast.]


First, we have to figure out a way to kill it.

[The scales on the beast promised to be quite the challenge to get through. It had recovered enough from its wound to become fighting mad again, positioning itself in the mud like it was contemplating trying to move forward again, and devour whatever was in its path.

Ivar knew that he had a morph that could easily take on the monster, but he wasn't sure just how Floki would react if he started to shapeshift. Best to ease him into the fact that Ivar now had powers.]
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[personal profile] thisisamazing 2018-04-02 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wow, that's. Mission accomplished as far as distracting him from the sparking laser fence, he guesses, but he looks visibly alarmed as Floki comes over to kneel down and grab onto his prosthetic leg.] Hey, don't-! That's- that would be my foot, please don't, uh. I need it like this to, you know, to walk- [It's a more complicated design, with three different 'feet', the extra two of which swing up into the wooden 'leg' part when not in use. It's the only way he can get around on ice, and the cleated foot helps quite a bit on this marshy ground.

Toothless watches the whole proceeding, eyes wide, a little confused, glancing from Hiccup to the strange man on the ground and back again. There's a question in his eyes like 'should I intervene'?, but Hiccup waves him down with a gesture.]


Ormr? Sigurðr? Oh, no, uh. That's. I'm- I'm Hiccup. That's Toothless, my dragon. I- I really should turn off this section of the fence now...?

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