haibanememe | Test Drive #1

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Test Drive #1


Test Drive Meme #1
Prompts Waking up: You wake up in a bed that is not your own, in a room that is not your own. But the more you think about it, you can't remember what your room looked like. In fact, you can't remember anything at all! But hey, at least you're not the only person around. Reach out, find someone, and get some answers. The Dream: Haibane enter this world without most memories, but they do remember one thing: their cocoon dream. But it's not so easy to understand, is it? Maybe talking through it with someone else will help you figure out just what your dream means. Wings aren't easy to use: So, you're a Haibane. Awesome. But you know what's not awesome? Getting used to these darn wings, that's what. Suddenly having two extra limbs that you're not sure how to control isn't easy, and they're liable to bump into things and just plain get in the way. Actually, you might want to apologize for unintentionally hitting that person in the face, or help clean up that lamp you knocked over. On the town: Glie is a beautiful city, and there are a lot of places to explore! So why not check some of them out? Everyone seems friendly enough, and the townspeople are more than willing to help anyone who gets lost. Check out the setting page, pick a spot, and go check it out! Wintertime: It's wintertime in Glie, which means snow, snow, snow! And even though it's cold, the sun is shining, so the cold is bearable today. What are you going to do? Go sledding? Have a snowball fight? Make snow angels? Well, that last one should be a lot easier to do now. Player choice: Don't like these prompts? Come up with your own! The city of Glie is quite large, and there is a lot to do.

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[Maya would have prefered someone with no hearing at all!... But beggars can't be choosers. She hears the footfalls echoing down the hallway, only increasing her frantic attempts to clean up the mess. And when Athena round the corner, she nearly jumps out of her skin.

The scene was... rather obvious, though something in Maya's mind still told her that she could save it. Maybe not with the stammering Maya was experiencing, but she would give it a shot..!

And likely fail.]

O-oh, you know...

[The best child, don't you mean? And she's already gotten another snowball in her hands.]

What? That can't be true! You must've been a kid, once upon a time!

[...She's kind of... gazing at him from the distance they are currently at.]

...Did I hit you in the face?

Right!

[Onwards! He doesn't outright run like he would have on his ofwn, but he sure is powerwalking]

[She is not pathetic! She is actually... something else that isn't pathetic!]

Eep! [She jumps just a little, glancing back to look at Yosuke like he caught her with her hand in the cookie jar. Which was broken into little pieces and had gotten into the cookies and... ugh.]

... Y-yes! That is exactly it!

[no its not]

"Yeah, I'm from the Factory. It's pretty much Old Home, but cooler." Judging by her tone, Maya was just joking around. She didn't really want to (purposefully) be mean. In a sense, this seemed natural to Rakka. Just... joking around like this, meeting new people.

"It's alright! I'm not gonna report you or anything!"

[ What a DORK. But, tall and long-legged and fit, Cornelia keeps up with his pace easily. ]

[You wanna see dork? Cuz eventually he starts walking almost backwards so he can talk to her more easily. He's keeping his feet... surprisingly well. But it's easy to tell how he could have ended up so entangled before]

So I haven't seen you around before, you from another Nest?

"Ah, trying to get me to defect I see." This is what you call a joke, yes? "Thank you."

[ He's somewhere close to nimble. Kid needs practice. ]

And a fairly recent arrival at that, but yes.

And let me guess, it ran right out the door too?

[He sighs... and moves to help her pick it up]

Got it, I'm pretty new too. I guess that's why they have me doing all the grunt work.

That is how it always goes, doesn't it?

From the sound of things I thought something awful had happened. You aren't hurt, are you? [ First and foremost, the vase is not her concern. Sure it's old and probably of value to someone, but a person's safety comes before that! Athena crouches close to get a better look. Once it's clear that the girl's unharmed she begins to pick up the smaller shards. ]

[ a. central plaza | He had never been so fussed over in his life. Or at least, if he had memories of it, it certainly wouldn't have been as bad as this.

It was as if every wingless adult in the entire nation had come to flock over him, as if to remind him how small he was. How vulnerable. They each patted his head to assure him that everything was okay. They'd find an older Haibane soon! Don't cry anymore little boy!

He actually just wanted to gag.

Eventually, some Haibane he'd previously seen in passing was pulled towards the group. As annoying as this all was, (Conan) was ready to figuratively jump into their arms. Anything to get away from the baby-talk posse. Though he wanted to ask around for info, it'd have to do for next time. When people actually take him seriously. ]

[So, who knows why the villagers thought Sunako would be the best choice of Haibane to herd over but here she is in all her slightly older glory. Thirteen is definitely old enough to foist a child onto. Definitely.

She's not completely sure what the fuss is about, Conan doesn't look like he is in any trouble, but she doesn't want to let the concerned citizens worry so...]

Are you okay?

[At least she is asking his opinion and not jumping to conclusions.]

If that is the case, what variables led to them never returning? It could be there is an insurmountable danger, or perhaps something so appealing they had no reason to do so... and there are of course other possibilities.

Again, the sheer amount of unknown numbers make finding the solution impossible. Very frustrating.

[ Oh thank god. Someone who can finally be reasoned with. He gets on his tiptoes and whispers as close to her ear as he can. ]

These guys are entirely convinced I'm some lost kid. Play along for a bit?

[ He winks at her and flattens his feet to the ground once more, attempting to look as small as possible while tugging on Sunako's clothes. ]

Yay! Big sis is here! [ Conan's big sis whom he definitely knows and didn't make her his imaginary thirteen year old babysitter on the spot! His voice is almost sickeningly sweet and childish compared to when he was talking to Sunako. ] Hehe... well... we're gonna go now so - bye bye!

[Okay, well that is unexpected but for some reason she is actually fine with this? The entire prospect of playing out a little act seems fun even if she has no idea why he wants to. It doesn't even matter if there's a point.

She nods once, just slight enough for him to catch it, and then her expression sifts to a worried pout.]

Jeez! You know you're not supposed to wander away like that, you'll worry me half to death! [She stomps one foot and then turns to the villagers to bow.] Thank you for looking after him.

[A pat on the head for Conan and then she grabs his hand. Just a nice older sibling trying her darnedest to not lose the kid once again. Nothing unusual here.] Come on now.

[He rolls his eyes, but it's at the same moment he smashes the edge of his shovel into the ice again, so maybe it's not as obvious as it could have been.

Going inside would be warmer, he agrees, but--] I'm sick of being holed up inside. I want to go to town.

Don't you?

Exactly!

[. . .]

No... it didn't. There's no cat. It's just these wings.

[But at least she's gotten someone to help her...?]

...I'm sorry. [ Adding in his own pout for effort: ] I'll be good, big sis.

[ He then cheerfully waves with his free hand at the city humans til they're out of sight, and that's when the smile drops off Conan's face. He assumes his natural form - one where he shoves his hands in his pants pockets and slouches slightly forward, an appearance unfitting for an assumed five year old. ]

Yeesh, I'm never doing that again. [ That atrocious baby act. He only mimicked what he'd seen the local human kids do but maybe he overdid it somewhat. ] You really helped me out there. For crying out loud, they wouldn't let me go by myself.

[He was on the end of a few surprised or curious glances on his trip into town, but here, at the base of Glie's clock tower, no one seems to think a haibane is out of place. The tension that had been building up in him begins to ebb away. The way some of the citizens looked at him made him uncomfortable- he felt like he wanted to argue with them, though he couldn't say what he'd be arguing about.

He'd say those looks reminded him of something, except, obviously, he can't be reminded of anything.

For now, he's content to stand here in front of the clock shop window. Alongside the decorative pocketwatches on display there's a clock with its face removed, all the cogs and pins and arms working away. It's easy to get lost in the steady, precise movements of the machine. Soothing, almost. He doesn't realize how close to the window he's become until it mists over with his breath.

There's a haibane who works at the clock tower, isn't there? He doesn't know everyone yet, but he's sure he heard that. He tries to straighten up (thankfully not falling over because of his wings), before approaching the next person.]

Hey.

[From farther away, Orlando thought there might be a serious problem. That flailing could mean someone was hurt. But as he jogged up, it became clear what was actually happening.

He shouldn't laugh. Really, he shouldn't. It's not like this whole haibane thing is easy.

But he's laughing anyway.]

Orlando looks up from the book he had been reading, surprised that she had spoken. There's no way she had been talking to him. But it's not like anyone else is answering.

"Terrifying?" His own dream is hazy, of course, and he feels like he can't quite trust the memory of it even when it seems clear. But he doesn't feel fear, thinking of it. No, the closest thing would be- despair.

He shrugs, a movement made awkward by his wings and the nonchalance he's trying to force into it. "I don't know. It's a dream. It can be anything." He drops his eyes back down to the page, though he's certainly not reading again yet.

[He stops struggling, standing on his tip toes to avoid actually dangling fully from the stupid disc...

and just glares]

Wow, you're a HUGE HELP over there.

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