TEST DRIVE MEME: The First (Fixed Setting)

[thecrows]

TEST DRIVE MEME
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You were just ushered into a large park by a murder of loud and insistent crows who somehow manage to get the gate shut behind you before they fly off. The park is awfully green for such a dead-looking town. It's dusk, and things are starting to get a little noisy at the edge of the tall iron fence that surrounds the area. There are gazebos, cobblestone pathways, gentle slopes, and of course, the lake and the island with the large, dead tree. It's full of crows, and if you stare at them, they'll all stare back. Feel free to take a load off on one of the many iron and wood benches, but the gates to the city are closed!

This does not, however, mean you are barred from ghost-watching as night progresses. Remember, they won't see you!

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Levi | Attack on Titan

[beyblade]

[ Levi doesn't like crows anymore. He's not quite sure he had an opinion on them before this, but being bullied by birds that he's fairly certain were not of a normal bird-like mindset has solidified his stance. ]

[ Fuck birds. ]

[ He's currently wandering along the shore of the lake, looking out over the black water that just seems to have something... off about it. He's not so sure he wants to know what's under its surface. What he would like to know, however, is how he got here, where his gear is, and what the point of kidnapping him is. This is no town he recognizes. This quite frankly shouldn't be possible. ]

Re: Levi | Attack on Titan

[totallystoppable]

[The benches in this park are terrible for sleeping on. He's slept in some pretty terrible places before, but those benches? Man, he could not get comfortable. This tree down by the lake though, this was nice. He'd gotten rid of what few rocks were laying in the grass and now, he was just about ready for snoozeville.]

[Except there was this guy lurking around, and well that was just bugging him]

Hey, you! Shorty! Don't you have something better you could be doing?

Roxas | Kingdom Hearts

[journeybroken]

[ Not that Roxas isn't used to being shoved in worlds he doesn't recognize, but this is a little much. He can't even summon a corridor or his own keyblade. The fact has him on edge, and with the cawing crows and the growing sound of people he can't see past the fence at the edge of his fingertips, the blond is getting nervous. What exactly is happening here..? ]

Re: Roxas | Kingdom Hearts

[keytoblivion]

[Aqua would love to say the scenery has improved now after all the time she's spent in the Realm of Darkness, but...

Whatever world Korbinstadt is, even without her ability to sense the light and darkness of it, Aqua is sure that it can only be a step away from the Realm she had been trapped in for the past year or so, if even that. At least the crows don't seem to be gearing to attacking her, or anyone else that has been trapped with her (at least a faint improvement after all her battling the creatures of Darkness).

Still, she longs for the feeling of Master Keeper's cool grip in her hands, fingers clenching lightly at the thought. Constant vigilance has been her mantra for so long now that the lack of Keyblade and magic leaves her feeling decidedly vulnerab-

The thought slips from her mind when she spots the deeply familiar mess of blond hair on the path before her. She can only see his back and only so many details to put her off (the jacket is a bit different, he isn't wearing his armor), but between the hair and the height, she knows in her heart that he just has to be:]

Ven-!

[Here's to hoping that Roxas is ready to have his personal space invaded in order to be fussed over once she's crossed the last few steps separating them, because that may or may not be what is just about to happen. Think quick?]

Dexter Grif | Red Vs Blue

[totallystoppable]

[Goddamn, Grif hates those damn birds. Like shit, they're always popping up and making him do things right when he's in the middle of nothing. At least they're just birds, though. He couldn't take it if they had been bats instead.]

Stupid birds! [he shouts, shaking a fist at them for all the good that it'll do him] Why don't you bother someone else with your stupid bird business? Which is for birds!

[Yeah, that'll teach 'em.]

[Feeling satisfied that the birds have been yelled at enough, he heads over to the nearest bench, makes himself comfortable, and settles in for a nap]

[journeybroken]

... Does yelling actually do anything?

[ Roxas is standing a little ways away, in the grass behind the bench. He watched the scene unfold, eyebrows furrowed the whole way through, and now he's confused. The crows were too vicious for him to try to squeeze through as they were ushering Grif in... so he guesses that way is out, too. ]

(Neo) Minerva Orland | Fairy Tail

[evilestcostumeswitch]

[...Well. It's not the first time this week (or really, this day) that Minerva wakes up somewhere completely different, but the last time at least it was somewhat to be expected after her defeat at Kouyka's hands. Then she had at least awoken in Hell's Core, the heart of Cube, surrounded by her fellow demons and new guild mates.

In some ways, it's truly ironic that even within the headquarters of Tartarus it had been brighter than here - wherever this sorry excuse for a park she had been dragged to might be located.

She makes for the lake – water should mean people, and maybe there'll be someone useful that she can boss into taking her back to the Cube (even with Marde Greer's interference, there is little doubt that his curse will be the last they saw of Erza and Fairy Tail and Minerva is more than eager to continue her battle with her beloved enemy) – and ignores the stares of the crows she feels in her neck, glaring at them for a second before proudly continuing her way.

(The stares call to long past memories of humiliation that she will not succumb to. Even if she can't seem to use her curse or her magic, even if she's only newly born, she is a demon of Tartarus now. Such things are beneath her.

Even so, what wouldn't she give to be able to use Territory to combust the air around them. Even if she's above them, she has always been a petty person.)]

[beyblade]

[ If she's on her way to the lake, she may very well cross paths with Levi. He's currently stopped to stare out over the water again, a small rock in hand. He seems to be considering throwing it, the way he turns it over in his fingers without looking at it, occasionally tossing it a few inches up in the air. When she comes within earshot, his head turns slightly so that he can catch her movement in his peripheral vision, but that's all the acknowledgement he gives right away. ]

miles upshur | outlast

[static]

[Getting chased by crows. That's a new (and slightly emasculating) one. Hitchcock would be proud he survived that encounter.

But hey, civilization.

He's used to abandoned places. Abandoned towns. But the birds? As Miles makes his way to the lake, he can see them in the tree. All black, their shadows shifting, silhouetted dramatically against the lowering sun. It'd make a nice shot - so he pulls out his camcorder, zooming in on the tree. Not even caring that the damn things seem to be glaring daggers at him.]

Stare all you want, I got you on camera.

[Yeah. He's crouching down to get a better shot and muttering to himself. In public. Not that he's aware anyone's around, yet.]

[journeybroken]

... What is that?

[ Hey, when did this kid get here? He's pointing to the camcorder, though. ]

Sideswipe | Transformers: Movies

[stabbywheelfeet]

[There are birds staring.]

[He sort of got over the whole sudden transportation problem fairly quickly. Since there were more important things than that at work right now. Like why these stupid birds keep staring at him. Because when you turn into a car as nice as his, bird swarms are lethal to your paint job.]

[He makes shooing motions. Which is totally going to help matters.]

[Pay no attention to the giant silver robot flicking his hands at the birds, with no regard for the sudden change in scenery.]

[totallystoppable]

[Nah, Grif's going to pay all the attention to giant silver robot. Not because giant robots are interesting, because they're not, but because he's really got nothing better to do]

Yeah man, you shoo those birds. Show them who's boss.

[alittlemystery]

[A small boy who is twelve thank you very much is having a stare down with the crows]

Look, birds. I don't want any trouble. I will totally come back if you show me the out I just gotta go get my video camera. I'm not prepared.

[journeybroken]

Do you think they can understand what you're saying? [ Roxas is nearby, watching him try to reason with the animals. ]

They're kinda creepy.

Artemis Lelune | OC

[newmoononmonday]

[he would have liked to be able to have turned into a wolf and showed those crows what for, but for some reason, ever since they showed up, he was finding that hard to do. Not that changing was easy to do while running and being pecked, but hey, it was better than running and being pecked and not doing anything about it. Thankfully, they let off at the gate, and he immediately turned to try and climb it so he could go home.]

[Just as he reached the top of the fence though, they starting swarming and pecking again. He tried beating them off, but there was just too many of them, and eventually he gave up and dropped back down into the park. He figured he'd have to run for cover, but nope, they veered off as soon as his feet touched down.]

[huffing, he pouted at them and stomped a foot] C'mon birds, what the heck? Can't y'just let me go? I got baseball practice t'go to!

[accidentaladventurer]

[She'd watched him for a while, curiously, as he fought to escape the crows, and then escape this place. Admittedly, the idea of climbing had crossed her mind... but seeing Artemis' plight made that very clearly an unwise course of action.]

... It seems they have every intention of keeping us here in this park.

[Mind you, she doesn't know what 'baseball' is or who he is, and really she should be more frightened given she's in dark clothes that look just this side of skin-tight in places. But... here he was, pouting at birds and complaining about practice, and she could only find herself mildly amused, really.]

Rhode Kamelot | DGM

[suchselfishness]

[ Rhode is a little bit too entertained by the challenge of testing these featherbrained observers as she makers her way along one path or another. There's some appeal in trying to make them fall off their branches, make their necks break by walking in a circle behind them, but she can't seem to find a bunch stupid enough to play into her sadistic game.

Whatever. She has more important things to consider, anyways- while she keeps trying. She ought to find a snack, somewhere, she's got an ache for something sweet. It's easier to plan a way out of little messes with something on the stomach, anyways. ]

[beyblade]

[ Yeah, Levi's just... kind of watching her from a distance while he tries to trick the crows. It's already occurring to him that these crows are smarter than they should be, but seeing someone testing it for him is useful. There's definitely something off about this girl, though. ]

Toboe | Wolf's Rain

[nottame]

Uh -- hey!

[Shouts a kid, a young-to-pre-teen, as he wheels around straight away to grip at the gate.

He's addressing the crows.]

C'mon, let me out! What did you take me here for?

[His shouting is interspersed with pulls and slams on the gate, hops erring one side or the other. Doesn't look away from the crows - who all stare back at him. Fixedly.

Yeesh.

He feels his spine tingle.]

...Why aren't you answering me? Come on, please! [One more slam.] What are we doing here, and...

[Turns, leans one arm against the gate. Voice drops - he's all but entirely given up on that for now; this is really just to himself.] What is this park...?

[newmoononmonday]

Dude, they're birds, birds're kinda dicks. Like, almost as bad as cats. [he shuffles up to the young kid, hands stuffed into his pockets] But hey, there's a bunch of here, so it's probably gonna be fine.

Loki | MCU

[erfingi]

[he's blue. Loki doesn't mean emotionally, sadness does not factor into his current state of being. He means physically. His skin is blue with raised lines in various places. He doesn't need a mirror to know his eyes are red.

He is not depressed. He is furious. His red-hot anger contrasting to his physical coolness. How dare they force him into this form. How they dare! If he even had a spark of his magic he would make them regret it, but they took that too. He could not even access the icy powers inherit in his jotun nature.

Despite his anger, he knew he would have to bide his time and learn about this world. Find the weakness in the leadership and tear them asunder. For that, he could not allow anyone to know how angry he was. It had taken, initially, several deep breaths, but he was calm now.

If the iron of the bench he was sitting on looked a little warped, well, he could always blame it on the lack of stress relief. He sits, hands in his lap, watching the rest of those dragged in.]

((OOC: don't have, currently, a separate account for jotun!Loki, so you'll have to imagine for now. Sorry))

[newmoononmonday]

[He's never met a blue person before, but he's not really surprised they exist. He's a werewolf, and he's hung with vampires, wolpertingers, and ghosts, so he figures fairies and dwarves and giants exist out there somewhere. The issue is finding a way to introduce himself and make friends]

[Well, no point in beating around the bush, really. He steps right up, hands in his pockets, and flashes a smile]

Hi there. I'm Artemis. You okay, bro?

Erwin Smith | Attack On Titan

[stone_heart]

[Erwin's not sure what to make of the crows that drove him into this place - though truthfully, they're actually quite low on his list of priorities at the moment. He's in a strange city with no recollection of how he arrived, gearless, with no idea where any of his men are or what might have happened to them. (Much of that isn't so different from when he'd been at the mercy of the military police, but now he actually has the freedom to potentially change those things.) Once the crows stopped being an immediate issue, they'd quickly fallen behind more pressing concerns, and are now all but forgotten.

He'd initially moved to the gate to see what, if anything, could be done about getting it open; he doesn't know where he is now, or if he has any reason to want to be outside the gates rather than inside them, but some part of him naturally rebels at being compelled. However, despite no obvious lock, the gate won't open, and is rather too formidable to climb(especially for a one-armed man, he thinks but would never admit to thinking). But it hadn't been long before he'd spotted the people outside, and begun asking questions - questions which he hadn't received even a flicker of a response to.

So he'd reached out, trying to catch a man by the shoulder...only for his hand to pass right through.

By now, he's simply standing with his left hand through the bars of the fence, watching people walk through his arm with the abstracted expression - and very similar bearing - of a man letting water run through his fingers.]

[beyblade]

[ Yeah someone is standing a ways behind you, Erwin, and his eyes are on that arm. Or... what's left of it. ]

[knowsvinewhip]

[Well.

That's a lot of blood.

A lot of blood and a very still, very pale form sprawled out on the grass. Still breathing, thankfully, though it's very ragged, shallow. And his eyes are firmly shut. Even his clothing looks like it's been ravaged.

But, if you stare at him long enough... it sure does look as if his eyes are trying to open.]

ok back now STILL SCREAMING THOUGH

[beyblade]

[ Oh my god this man is bleeding to death.

[ Levi kneels down on the ground, eyebrows furrowed as he tries to survey the damage from where he is. They're not far off from the lake. If he needs to, he can go get water, but for now... ]

Can you hear me?

Abraham Van Helsing | Incredible Adventures of Van Helsing I and II

[minivanhelsing]

[Van Helsing adjusted his hat as he was ushered in. Was this some sort of vengeance for all the birds he had bothered in Borgovia? Then again, he was glad that there were no scarecrows around here. He still had yet to deal with his phobia of those... things. He shuddered at the thought as he found a place to sit down and sigh. Without Katarina here, he couldn't breech the gap between the living and the dead. But watching the dead still could reveal useful things to a Hunter, even if they couldn't talk or see you.]

Ophe | OC

[accidentaladventurer]

[Of all the times... Ophe can't be sure what happened, of course. Maybe it was one of-- wait. One of... what? Something that causes her such immediate annoyance should be easily remembered...

No matter, though. The important thing is those crows, and the place she's ended up here. Ended up without her armour, without her sword. That someone was able to remove and take them is a little worrisome, too. But, even if she feels a little naked in Zita's fitted clothes, there's... exploring to do.

The soft grass crunches only slightly underfoot as she makes her way across the path and toward the lake proper; toward the ominous, vaguely menacing dead tree towering overhead in its center. The crows are all there, when she glances into that tree, but they're just... crows, right? Even if they act in an organised manner, they're only animals... she hopes.]

... This is impossible.

[The words escape her before she can stop herself, fingertips wrapping lightly around the discoloured scarring on each opposite arm as they cross.]

[minivanhelsing]

[The Hunter was standing near the tree, observing the crows. It looked like he had kept his hat and clothes for the most part, a red scarf up around his mouth. He was watching the crows carefully, clearly used to things not being as they appear. Though he did mutter to himself as she got closer to the tree.]

"At least there are no scarecrows."

[He had a deep voice with a distinct British Accent. A more upper class one. He turned towards her for a moment to tip his wide brim hat to her.]

Bro Strider | Homestuck

[plushcrush]

[Bro Strider - any Strider one might care to name, in fact - is practiced at maintaining his cool under any circumstances. But even taking into account that chill is his watchword, he's far more relaxed than pretty much anyone has any right to be, given the situation.

The crows, for one thing, don't bother him. What with having a brother from another mother timeline who's part crow, he feels kind of a bond with them now. Totally one-sided, but still. So when they'd made it clear they wanted him to go someplace, he'd went, and their continued scrutiny now doesn't faze him. As far as Bro is concerned, he ought to be the most compelling thing to watch nine times out of eight.

He's not really worried about the location, either. It's not a dream bubble, and he's not dead - no matter where the hell he is, his situation's improved. Sure, it's nowhere he recognizes, and that's no joke for a guy who's been dead and keeping tabs on any number of places in several universes over the past three years; for things to watch, dreambubbles beat cable hands-down. And there's fuck all happening, which as far as triumphant resurrections go is kind of a downer. But Striders don't wait for a party to come to them; hell, they don't even go looking for them. A Strider is the party, wherever the fuck they are.

Currently, however, the party is standing with its arms folded, surveying new arrivals. Parties need company, so he's looking for promising candidates. Wouldn't hurt if they could fill him in, either, but so far everyone looks pretty painfully clueless.]

[syntech]

[Then there's this particular candidate, seemingly lost in the depths of his own world. And what a world it appears to be, nestled under one of the smaller trees and out of the sight of the crows.

Why out of sight of the crows? Because he's busy flicking through some tantalisingly shiny... well, bubbles? They look like bubbles, anyway, with data streaming through them. What he's doing is questionable, too, except that now and again very large, flashing red letters cross the screen, mirrored from any vantage point against his own.

NO MATCH. DATA INSUFFICIENT. VALUES UNSOLVABLE.

Things of that nature; it's only now starting to visibly frustrate FlickerFox, as he stares down at the ring set on his knee and inputs another command or twelve on the keyboard not-quite-resting across his lap. Nothing. No 'net access, no public data, none of it. Not that it isn't there - he can pick up the network's existence just fine. It's just getting into it that seems impossible, at least as current. What the fuck is this place?]

Issikanor | OC

[smilesandmusic]

[A ragged looking man entered the park, the crows badgering him in the usual manner. He had no love for the murders of crows nor their dark god. Though love? It was a hard thing for him to comprehend anymore. They had taken the memories of it from him and left him with the dark memories of Tearus' fall. Taken his music and taken his empathetic psychic powers. Though the latter wasn't very hard. PSI-Crystals weren't common here and taking his was a simple matter.

They left him with his ragged clothes, tattered around the sleeves and edges, his boots looking like they had been over the surface of an entire planet, flecked with old blood and smelling of coolant. He had kept his mask, a simple yellow mask with a smile on it. It was pointed at the bottom and curved around the top, revealing nearly nothing of his face. His normally purple eyes were hidden with the material used around the eyes, while he could still see clearly. His black hair and the sides of his gray cheeks were clear as day. He had dark gray skin and his suit was navy blue, with the yellow mask a garish addition. The mask? A piece of plastic. But for him it was a ward. They had taken his love, so his only item of comfort was this thin piece of plastic.

A human might mistake him for a shambling corpse. He was not. He was an Issidore, a human-like alien. His teeth were sharp, having evolved from carnivores, and his skin gray. For him though he felt like he was nothingness, so he certainly shambled like he was a zombie. But he approached the tree to stare up into the branches, debating if he wanted to talk with the God of the Crows. He needed a crystal.

He needed unity.]

I wonder if anyone knows a good way to barter.

[jeezlouise]

[Louise peaks around the trunk of the tree and gets a good look at the masked man. Her eyes flick over the smiling mask, and the grey skin.]

Great costume. Getting ready for Halloween early? [Though she sounds sarcastic while she speaks, the small smile she wears after she's done talking betrays her. It is a really cool costume.]

Axel | Kingdom Hearts

[poisonousflame]

[ A fence. He's been trapped in here by a fence. Not a magic fence, either. There's nothing special about it at all. Just an ordinary iron fence, only notable due to its height. And he's stuck on this side of it. He'd call it embarrassing — maybe even humiliating — if he could actually feel it.

[ As it is, what he "feels" the most is vulnerable. He tried summoning a corridor to make a hasty exit. When that didn't work, he tried summoning his chakrams, just in case. When that didn't work, he tried creating fire. And when that didn't work ... well, he didn't panic. He's not able to panic. But he did make it his number one priority to get the hell out of this world.

[ And now, he's stuck behind a fence. ]

So much for that plan.

[ Knowing better than to stay in one place, the redhead quickly seeks out a less conspicuous spot. Preferably one where he can watch from the shadows. He's good at that. ]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Join the club.

[Once he was reasonably assured the birds weren't going to swoop in and ruin his paint, he's started roaming the open space. Mostly, he's scowling at passers by. Or the other apparent prisoners in general.]

[He just so happened to overhear one in particular.]

[The bot pauses for a beat, arms folded under his chestplate, in annoyed contemplation of the fence.]

riku | kingdom hearts

[mastery]

[ he's no stranger to ending up on other worlds, some less pleasant than others. he's a master now, isn't he? he's supposed to help save the worlds, even obviously desolate ones like this. but he has a feeling this is something else entirely.

several moments spent testing the iron fence prove to be unhelpful; it doesn't budge and he can't find a lock either. not that it'd make a difference, since it seems like he can't summon way to dawn anymore. he's weaponless and magic-less, stuck in an unfamiliar place. he scans the surroundings outside the fence, watching people walk by who either seem to not care about their predicament or have something more important to attend to. or both. ]

Excuse me. [ he calls out to one of them as they walk past to no avail. he frowns and tries again, reaching his arm out to tap their shoulder, their hand, something. ]

Hey--...

[ his hand passes through them. he draws back quickly, as if burned, glancing at his hand. ]

[journeybroken]

Ghosts. It'd be nice if they could hear you, right, Riku?

[ Roxas stands several feet behind him, hands in his pockets, watching him trying his hardest. ]

I tried that, too. [ He knows that seeing him is going to surprise the taller boy, but at this point, Roxas isn't sure that's not what he wants to happen. ]

FlickerFox ♫ OC

[syntech]

[There are few things that get the better of someone like Fox. Ending up in an unknown place isn't even that new to him - the cybernet is a bizarre sort of world, especially for agents like himself.

What is new is that it isn't his avatar that's been dragged into this park, inside a grey, deadened town - it's he himself. And his avatar appears to be offline, the cybernet completely unreachable. He'd made the mistake of pulling out a monitor for about six seconds before the birds came, attracted by the shimmering bubble, and then took to looking around.

Outside the gates, beyond the fence, people walk by seemingly listlessly, unfazed by anything going on inside this verdant area, and a quick push of his hand through the links, grabbing at someone out there manages to... catch nothing but air. So, either this is some bizarre virtual program, or... just maybe, something even more bizarre's happened.

Gritting his teeth slightly, Fox looks up at the height of the chainlink fence - even if he weren't physically weak, climbing that would have been questionable at best, and the gates were plainly locked. Which left only the inside, didn't it?

Adjusting the fingerless glove on his left hand self-consciously, he turns away from the chains to scan the area. Maybe someone he recognises will be here, though that's growing increasingly unlikely. Son of a bitch.]

[johannesthetraitor]

[Johannes was at the foot of the dead tree, staring up in his armor. He rubs his hands together slowly before turning away. His armor worn a heavy dust, it looked like an ashen gray for sure. Though it was no ashes, simply decay. He walked back away before finding his way towards Flickerfox. He at first made no change in his movements, but was soon finding a beeline to the man. He spoke as he approached to the distance appropriate to strangers.]

Greetings. I see another thwarted by crows and their beaks. I am Johannes.

Johannes The Traitor | Rogue Legacy

[johannesthetraitor]

[Crows! These crows. They took the fountain, they took the power, they took everything. He thought he was done with this madness! His descendants had killed him, or so he thought. Nope. Was here instead. With crows pecking at him and urging him towards the park. He kept a fast pace, not wanting to change his worthless armor into holey, worthless armor.

He found his way to a Gazebo to stare into the park itself. There was questions that rolled through his mind as he stood in the Gazebo now. He looked out towards the ghosts walking by. He took a deep breath, his gray armor jumbling some.]

What I wouldn't give to feel the sun again.

Legato Bluesummers | Trigun (anime)

[hand_licker]

[ This is not what he expected.

[ The blue haired, golden eyed man takes in his surroundings with no change in expression. It's green. Growing. All but completely alien to the man, who lived his life on a desert planet. Now, it seems he's to 'live' his death here.

[ This is not how it was supposed to be. The gift of nothingness. The gift of death. It was in his grasp. He saw the look in Vash the Stampede's eyes, just before closing his own. He was so certain that his life was at an end.

[ The man turns, long white coat swaying with the movement, and stares through the iron bars. His eyes follow shapes that flicker in and out of sight, despite there being nothing wrong with his vision. Like the abundance of green in the area, it's unlike anything he's seen before. Still, his expression remains unchanged: only his eyes move, sliding from one strange shape to another.

[ In time, he stops observing the shapes, turning his gaze instead to the largest of the trees. Death, towering above them all.

[ How fitting.

[ With no better options at hand, the man slowly begins to make his way towards the largest of the trees. ]

[totallystoppable]

That is a pretty badass coat you got there. [Grif's just casually sprawled on a bench, smoking a cigarette, bored out of his mind. Which is great, that's exactly the way he likes it.] It reminds me of The Matrix, but it could use a few more buckles.

Louise Belcher | Bob's Burgers

[jeezlouise]

[Like everyone else in this stupid park, Luise was trapped. She is none too pleased about this fact. She paces is back and forth the locked front gate, fuming. Her voice is a shrill yell, and she punctuates each statement by throwing rocks at the crows - some stones hit the iron, others land near some birds, who dodge them, returning their own raucous caws to the girl. Yet even through all the distraction, they still maintain their focused, unblinking stare...]

Oh fine!. [clang] Just great! [clangclang] Keep us all locked up in here why don't cha? You. Damn. [clang] Dirty. [clang] Birds!!!! [clangclangclang]

[She abruptly halts her tirade as she stops in the middle of the locked entrance. Her hands are balled into tight fists, held rigidly at her sides. Her breath is quick and rapid, as she stares right back at the black birds.]

[journeybroken]

[ Wow that it is the angriest little girl Roxas has ever seen. ]

They're yelling at you a lot more than they've been yelling at anyone else.

[ He might be rubbing his hand after his own escape attempt left him pecked and bitten. ]

Dave Strider | Homestuck

[chronologistics]

[When you've lived a life like Dave Strider, finding oneself trapped in a creepy park isn't the most fucked up thing you've ever seen. Neither is the murder of crows that stare at you with their dead little eyes. Or that weird eyes-on-the-back-of-your-neck feeling that makes your hair stand on end.

No, for Dave Strider, the most fucked up thing about this whole situation is the stark feeling of emptiness hanging in the air; something similar to waking up with a horribly-empty gut and having a mad boner for a bacon cheeseburger swimming in enough grease to give some asshole a heart attack within the first dripping bite. Except, Dave's gut isn't exactly empty -- thank fucking god for the bathtub swill Rose kept insisting was AJ -- the feeling is a little more intrinsic than that: the loss of Time.

Not that he's really keen on performing any time travel shenanigans, either now or ever, mind you, but rather that the lack of Time is a horribly tangible thing. It's kind of like the high-pitched ring of a television screen on mute. You don't hear it when the TV's on, but you know instinctively when it's been turned off.

So there's this really cool kid dude, okay, and he's standing around all chill like cool kids dudes are known to do sometimes. He's wearing what looks like a cool set of red pajamas -- ACTION PAJAMAS -- complete with a badass red cape, and a pair of reflective aviator sunglasses at night. He's also staring up at a small gathering of the creepy birds with his arms crossed, lips turned into the faintest (blink and you'll miss it) sneer.

...

It also appears that he's grumbling to himself. A lot. He's practically rambling, albeit most of it is lost under his breath except for a much-more-audible:]

... fucking dickholes.

[He may be talking to the birds.]

[beyblade]

[ Levi stands a bit back from the kid, looking up at the birds as if waiting to see if they'll respond to him. He's a foul-mouthed one, and strangely dressed to boot. Maybe it takes cursing. ]

[ But maybe not. ]

I'm sure they appreciate your tone.

Cynthia | Pokemon

[anelegantmyth]

Strange...

[ She watches as the crows scatter and the gates slam shut in her face. It was as if she was trapped in the beginning of a nightmare, where the monster hasn't shown itself yes. But you know it's just there. Waiting.

The blonde takes a good look at her surroundings. Getting lost in the beautiful green scenery and eyeing the different characters that seems to be just as confused as she was. If this was a dream, was she sharing it? We're these people just as lost and confused as she was? Or was her mind playing tricks on her? After all, this is just a dream...right? She'd try to reassue the people. Giving them a wave or flashing them a gentle smile as she walks past.

All that wandering eventually leads her to the lake. She had noticed the great dead tree at the middle of it, and for some odd reason, she could take her eyes off the crows. They were staring back at her. Like they knew something she didn't. Their gaze kept her glued to her place. ]

...most strange indeed.

[smilesandmusic]

[A sigh came from the other side of the tree before a figure turned to look around it. A yellow, smiling mask came around as the first vision of the character on the other side, next the form of a man in an old suit. It was beaten and dusty, but in good shape other than the tattered wrists. A bit of blood had dried here and there on it as he slowly stands up.He did what came naturally to most people.

He came over and offered her a hand for a shake.]

Hello.