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BUCKLE UP: A TEST DRIVE MEME

Been feeling as if you'd sort of, kind of, maybe like to consider a new character at Poly? Haven't had the chance to figure out whether they work for you in the setting or in general?

Just start a thread for them here with:

character name | series

- in the title, and tag around! Alternatively, just comment to someone else's thread, either doing your own thing, assuming characters just met in the City, or maybe working off one of the following premises:

i. ...it's raining people! The character whom you're tagging missed the memo about perfect Fountain landings and ended up falling on your character instead.

OR

ii. ...ah, a lovely evening at a City shop or bar, when you've just realized you don't have the currency to pay your tab and you have to beg or steal it off someone else!

OR

iii. ...your characters are running up an endlessly high hill from a herd of rabid pandas.

Naturally, the meme is more than open to people who aren't currently at Poly, so pimp this to poor souls you're hoping to enable, it's the perfect time to lure'im in ♥

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Luckily, these curses are a little permanent. Twenty-four hours seems to be the standard length of them, and one reverts to the norm afterwards. Or as close to the norm as you start out as.

Hmm. Ah. Well - they can't all find wizards and their castles to help, I suppose.

It seems to be the consensus that it's the chaos created by these curses which the deities need. In which case it's advantageous to them to enable one person to be cursed over and over again.

What a terrible place to be stuck in.

Yes. I'm in anguish, my dear Sophie. Anguish.

How devastating that may b - oh dear, Howl. A white hair.

[Glaring. So hard right now.]

As if I'd let the spells of long enough to let one of them show.

[The laugh is in the voice, dear. Subtleties, you know.]

Are you saying these young eyes deceive me? [Leaaaaaans closer.]

There it is.

Honestly Sophie, do you want me to slime this entire cafe?

Do you still do that? What am I even asking, of course you do.

[Repentant sigh, and - oh, fine. Fine, but only because she does like him. A bit. So very, very, very little. Argh.

She grabs his shoulders, solemnly, then pats his hair.] Listen here, hair. Let this vain, terrible, wicked man never have to spell you into hiding the white caused by stress.

[She's close enough that he can sneak one hand around her waist and grins at her.]

I'm not sure if that took. Maybe you should keep trying for a little while longer.

[Very pretentiously.]

I don't see how holding my waist is going to help.

You looked like you might be in danger of falling over.

[Clearly.]

Please.

Certainly.

[Second hand coming up now.]

Do let me know if you require any more assistance.

No, no. I'm not the one that requires assistance here.

[Swats them. Lightly.] You're distracting me.

[He drops his hands into his lap, chastised. For now.]

Please do give me your utmost concentrations, then.

[Pats his head. Once. Then pulls away.]

Done. It'll hold just fine, anyway.

[He catches her wrist before she gets to far away and hold on, meeting her gaze.]

I'm glad you're here, Sophie. Even if it does make me a selfish bastard for saying so.

[Oh, dear. She doesn't quite look away, but blast her if she knows what to say now; lets her fingertips brush the sleeve of his shirt, perhaps.]

Not exactly the happy ever after I was expecting, when I said yes.

When you said yes?

[Oh dear...]

Yes to what?

[Oh dear.

Pulls away.] Nothing. Drats - [Taps her fingers to her lips. Sophie, spoke without thinking again. Again, you silly thing.]

Weren't we going to go to the deities?

Were we?

[He's a little distracted by the way Sophie's wrist felt under his hand.]

I think it can wait 'til tomorrow, don't you?

No. [She's a little distracted by the way her wrist felt in his hand as well, rubbing at it and all.] No, no point putting it off. We put it off now, we'll just keep doing it.

At least let me buy you some dinner first, Sophie. Even you can't expect to take down a troupe of angry Gods on an empty stomach.

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