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spring test drive meme!


*Assume that your character has had a little bit of time here, enough to get used to a halfway-underground (mostly) abandoned city.

*anything tagged with a # is an exploradora thread. If you ask, the mods will guide your character on an Adventure! (adventure may involve mortal peril)

*You can assume they were chosen by one of the following emblems, or they've managed to dodge their control:
Zmey: The angriest of snakes. Hates everything and pretty much wants to fight it all. Especially the characters.
Firebird: Over-enthusiastic peacock nerrrrrrd who keeps "losing" her chosen to her quest for knowledge.
Sirin: A skull-faced eagle owl who curses like a sailor, is done with the character's shit, and really wishes they'd just stop bugging her.
Alkonost: A fluffy barn owl who doesn't seem to mind that she's been impaled with an arrow here and there. Caring, but in the way that a loved one really wants you to donate your kidney to uncle albert.
Cikavac: Calm, patient, Cicavac is a shoebill that only cares about how useful someone is to him. But he delivers on what he says and at least he's cordial about it so... there's that?
Gamayun: Like someone took part of the Lutece twins, shoved them into a pair of ravens, and showed them every possible future. So- Jaded, smug, know-it-alls with horrible humor. Or they're just horrible in general.
Simargl: Some sorta dog-eagle hybrid who acts as though he's the only one with common sense. I mean he might be, but he's also really into survivalist shit so…


A) It's a dark and stormy night. Okay, well, it’s dark and cold; but that might be because you're in a burlap sack. A little bit of light filters through despite that, enough to find that someone has helpfully provided a small knife for your escape.

Whoever it is seems to have some sense of decency, if that's any help. If you happened to be dead or grievously wounded wherever you came from, those wounds have healed. Not completely, of course, but enough so that death is no longer imminent. You find that you're in the lobby of a dated apartment building, furnishings sparse and severe-looking. There is very little natural light, save for holes in the ceiling, very high above you. Perhaps you should look around. Maybe there are others in the same situation nearby. Or, at least, people that might be able to help explain some things. #

B) One might happen to notice a plethora of cute little winged bunnies about the apartments. They’re very friendly-looking, and are liable to follow people around in search of cuddles. Or food. Mostly food. Wolpertingers, like their bunny counterparts, tend to multiply fairly quickly. The problem is, with multiplication comes the need for more food, and these bunnies look hungry enough to eat most anything. Possibly even things that bunnies wouldn’t normally be expected to eat. (There is, after all, a suspicious lack of plant-life around. More likely, it’s been devoured already.)

C) If you’ve spent too much time around those friendly little rabbits, you might find yourself coming down with a curious case of allergies. It’ll pass, after turning into something like the flu. In the meantime, the televisions have been acting up, mysterious creaking noises coming from them every once in awhile, strange bursts of music or groaning sounds. If you were ill, then your friends will find your dreams being broadcast across the static-y televisions found in the apartments. It’s almost like bonding, if you squint.

D) Off to the sides of the large room where you arrived, there are various hallways. There is also an elevator, leading up to the apartments. If one is so inclined to explore, down one of the hallways they might actually find some real light. It’s filtered through some glass blocks, sure, but there’s even a hint of plant life. It’s almost comforting. Until you turn around and see the spent bullet casings on the ground, surrounding big misshapen piles of leaves. Have fun, kids. #

Date: 2017-03-04 08:37 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (It's the terror of knowing)
[He's not ready to laugh at that yet, not his brain is still partly stuck in a blue screen. But he does chuckle, grinning at Harry. At his... son? He has a son. Who gets to grow up.

Who knows Voldemort. ...But he'll focus on that in a second.]

What's the first thing?

Date: 2017-03-04 08:52 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] crux_ofmylife
crux_ofmylife: (pic#9456611)
[It's things like this - Sirius and Remus in the last pocket dimension, James here - that help him remember which set of memories is real.]

That I look like you.

Date: 2017-03-04 09:08 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (Pressure pushing down on me)
[He grins, nudging Harry's side with his shoulder.] You lucked out on the genes, but I'm still much more handsome. Sorry to say.

I'm... sorry you gotta see me... well. [He motions up and down himself, all sick and maybe about to die.] Like this.

Date: 2017-03-04 10:04 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] crux_ofmylife
crux_ofmylife: (pic#9456609)
[He grins back at him.] Well, you're a bit biased... and a bit wrong.

[He shakes his head.] It's hardly the worst I've seen. Don't worry over it.

Date: 2017-03-04 11:04 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (Default)
[He wrinkles his nose.] Oy, no talking back to your father, I raised you better than that.

[Look. Look. Joking around is partly how James processes this kind of things. Doesn't mean he doesn't take it seriously, just... this is how the deals with feelings.]

I'm sorry to hear that, though. And I'm sorry you had to deal with You-Know-Who. I... expected my children wouldn't have to. That's why we want to fight.

Date: 2017-03-04 11:12 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] crux_ofmylife
crux_ofmylife: (pic#9456873)
[Something flickers in his eyes when James says he raised Harry better, and his grin falters a little for a moment, but then he scoffs and shakes his head.] Yeah, yeah, guess you did.

[He can't. Not right now. Maybe later. It'll probably come out at some point anyway. Just. Not right this second.]

Well, what you all did left him without a body or power for over a decade. [Creative truth telling.] But he'd taken some steps toward immortality, so those ended up having to be dealt with.

Date: 2017-03-05 03:33 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (kick my brains 'round the floor)
[James is empathic enough to notice the hesitation in Harry's eyes. There's a reason he was so good at bulling: he noticed the little things, he knew where to strike and he went at it for the people who, in his eyes, deserved it the most. But it also means that right now he knows it isn't the time to push it.

But he does look a little bit confused when Harry begins talking.]

Guess I've... heard weirder things. Did we deal with them, then? Are we dealing with them?

Date: 2017-03-05 06:10 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] crux_ofmylife
crux_ofmylife: (pic#9456672)
[This he doesn't flinch at. Telling James that he's dead, that he never raised Harry... that's one thing. Dancing around the fact that he was swept away from Britain at the moment of -what he assumes was- his death? That's another.]

They've been dealt with. Three of my friends were taking care of one of the last two while I destroyed the other one. That one was destroyed just as I was pulled away.
Edited (omg I can type I swear) Date: 2017-03-05 06:11 pm (UTC)

Date: 2017-03-05 08:37 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] elaphus
elaphus: (Puts people on streets)
[You see, James isn't stupid. He may not have Lily's brains, or Moony's, but he can put and two together. And he can't help but notice that Harry said 'his friends'. Harry said he destroyed the other one. No mention of James.

And James knows that as long as he lives he would always, always to fight against Voldemort. Fight for those who can't, fight because it's the right thing to do. But he decides... it's better not to ask.

Guessing is one thing, knowing is another. He bites his lip for a moment before he grins at Harry, nodding.]

You're a brave kid, Harry. Thank you for telling me that much, I know it's probably better not to tell me about the future.

Date: 2017-03-05 09:45 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] crux_ofmylife
crux_ofmylife: (pic#9456791)
It won't matter. These places... you forget when you go back home. I could tell you everything and it would change nothing.

[There's a trace of bitterness there, yeah. Because the first time he'd met James, James hadn't even started dating Lily yet. James could have taken all the locations back with him. So much could have been avoided if these damn places...]

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