TEST DRIVE MEME: The First (Fixed Setting)

[thecrows]

TEST DRIVE MEME
HOW TO: Post with your character in what will be a fixed setting for the first round! Do a top level, respond to others! If your thread is substantial, it can be used as a first-person on your application! Remember that this is not game canon, and everyone is welcome!

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!

Comments

[chronologistics]

Pretty sure the scruffy little Chinese brats at the Godtier factory don't have anything other than "Oliver Twist" their size-rhetoric. Looks like we might have to lodge some customer complaints at the corporate head office. [Where is he even going with this.] Maybe if we bitch enough, they'll send us a $25 gift card to the Red Lobster and we can get our cheddar biscuit on.

[There's a part of him that almost expects to be received with a puppet lobbing at him from some insane and impossible direction, and so the tips of his fingers dig slightly into his arm. Of course, there isn't any puppet, and so he just settles for staring straight into Bro's shades because there really isn't anywhere else he wants to look.

Does dying leave scars? Does Bro even remember dying at all?

(The thought that time shenanigans could be at hand, and that Bro could be from before that whole fiasco had crossed his mind, but he's almost 100% certain that he would have been received a lot differently if that were the case. Likely, with a whole slew of shitty swords and maybe a couple cherry bombs.)]

Well some things gotta stay the same, I guess. Otherwise there's always gonna be one asshole who can't keep up, and everyone knows what happened to Old Yeller. [Yeah, probably shouldn't turn this into some sort of ironic hash-battle. There are times and places for that, and right now is neither of them.] Anyway, what is this shit with the crows. Like, I was hoping for lions, tigers, and bears, not more of these brainless feathery assholes.

[plushcrush]

[Yep, no smuppets. If Bro had his modus, it'd be packed with them, of course, and something as minor as the complete destruction of the Earth and his own three-year stint of death wouldn't put a crimp in his plush ambush routine. But his modus is who the fuck knows where, which is another strike against this crapsack place they're at.

He knows Dave is just casually bullshitting, but the reference to Old Yeller strikes a little uncomfortably close to home. That one asshole who can't keep up. Bro's been dead for three years, and his being near-totally informed of everything that happened in the interim no longer feels like the comfortably comprehensive grasp on things he thought he had. Not faced with Dave. Right now, he feels a lot closer to that asshole who can't keep up than the self-assured badass he used to be, or at least did a damn good job impersonating.

He figured that having watched Dave since he'd died meant he had the advantage, given that Dave hasn't seen him at all, but...well, Dave's the one who's changed. Whereas Bro hasn't really changed at all. At the very least, Bro's realizing they're a lot closer to equally off-balance than he'd thought; Dave might even be the one with the edge. At least Bro's pretty much exactly the same person as in his memories.]

Why're you askin' me? You're the one I thought was simpatico with these birdbrains. I know other you was styling the impaled look, but turns out it's not getting stabbed in the chest that imparts the avian Rosetta Stone.

[That should at least answer Dave's inner question as to whether Bro remembers.]