Test Drive #22

[godsoffortune]

TEST DRIVE # 22



Whether you're trying to figure out how your character would fare in this setting, trying to get some samples together, or just dipping your toes in the water, you've come to the right place! The Test Drive is here to make your life easy by letting you see what the game is like without actually joining it first. So here is how it works:

1: Post a starter with your character, including whether they are a god or shinki in the subject line.
2: Act like your character is established enough in the setting to allow your thread to go places.
3: Take on any god/shinki of your choosing, as long as they're not already in the game!
4: Comment around to the other people on the meme.
5: Have lots of fun!

To get you started, here are some ideas for thread-starters! Feel free to come up with your own ideas if these don't strike your fancy, though.



Buttered Buns

Things are tough for small bakeries in huge cities. It seems like there’s always a bigger chain offering less expensive breads around the corner. To compete, “Four Clover” bakery has gone all-in with a campaign to attract customers, and you’re here to help. They’ve put together a mascot costume for you (degree of cuteness up to player’s imagination), printed a zillion flyers, blown up bunches of balloons… and in praying for the success and prosperity of their store, they’ll certainly go along with whatever heaven-sent ideas come along.

Copious Copies

Outdoor art exhibitions take advantage of the best days of the start of fall. In one large park, a multitude of unique bronze and ceramic statues are on display. However, there’s way more of them than there actually should be. The artist and organizers are stumped by a plethora of near-perfect copies standing alongside the originals. Should a god or shinki get close enough they’ll be able to tell which are ayakashi pretending to be statues, but don’t get your nose bitten off. And don’t break an actual statue while hunting the ayakashi. Please.

Debt Diversion

Formula car races are huge draws for those who love speed, and those who love betting. Snake skeleton ayakashi are twining themselves around the necks of betters, whispering in their ears to seduce the humans into crippling debt.
While gods and shinki are in a human’s blind spot and generally go unnoticed, trying to remove an ayakashi from someone might draw attention, depending on how you go about it. And in a crowd this large, there just might be a human who will notice a strange pair trying to do something to someone else’s neck...

ESP and Extraterrestrials

A group approaches you. Some of them look relatively normal, if a bit on edge. Some of them look the very image of a nerd. And all of them are looking at you intently. This group of searchers of the paranormal have somehow (accurately) honed in on you, and are intent to find out everything about you. What planet are you from? What’s up with those clothes? That hair? Do you have any special powers?!
While they welcome you in peace, they are also very unwilling to let this interview end with your escape… Might need a friend to help you out (or throw you to the wolves).


Fashionable Frills

Fashion runway. Frills. Shirts, pants, dresses, underwear; the changing room is full of variety.
Go strut your stuff.
It’s for a good cause, honest.





If you're uncertain about anything, feel free to check out the Premise, Rules, and FAQ posts. And don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have on the FAQ!
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Have fun!

Comments

Bulma Brief | Dragon Ball (Super) | God

[slightlysaggy]

[ ESP and Extraterrestrials ]

[ While some Gods might be bothered by being surrounded and barraged with questions, Bulma is in her element in this case. Not even having to use her Godly powers to get all this attention is a serious ego boost, so taking time out of her busy schedule to answer some questions is the least she can do. ]

What planet? Oh, Bulma Planet 607!

[ Damn it, she was supposed to give it some real thought, not pull a Freiza. ]

My hair? Oh it's just naturally like this. Nice, right? [ She gives her hair a flirtatious little flip before winking at one of the interviewers. ] Slow it down boys, I can only answer so many at once.

[ She's well on her way to tarnishing her name! ]



[ Copious Copies ]

[ Of course. If Bulma decides to go on an outing it always has to get ruined somehow. At least this time it's some random ayakashi doing the ruining, and not someone she knows. Still, that only makes it slightly less annoying.

She spends a moment staring flatly at the twin statues in front of her before leaning toward the closest God or Shinki. ]

Psst. Hey. Just get rid of both of those, okay? They're both ugly.

[ She's not going to get her hands dirty on this if she can help it. ]



[ Fashionable Frills ]

[ Normally, the words "fashion" and "show" are two of Bulma's favorites. Especially when used together. And getting a chance to strut her stuff in some brand new designs to the delight of millions (Yes, millions. In her mind.), is exactly the way she imagined she'd rocket herself into Godly superstardom.

Until she actually gets a look at the monstrosity.

It takes mere seconds for her to burst back through the dressing room door, nostrils flared, looking like a purple and pea green debutante nightmare demon (why did she actually put it on? Who knows). ]

What idiot designed this train wreck?! And which braindead seamstress actually made it?! HELLO?? Green and purple? These flowers? No way am I wearing this!

[ Someone stop her before she rips it into shreds please. ]

esp

[saiyanhybrid]

B-Bulma?

[Why did you sound like Freiza just now?

He was flying around initially when he heard her voice, the sound of it heartachingly familiar that he can't help but stop. For some reason, though, it looks as if Bulma is completely in her element, too...]

[slightlysaggy]

[ you heard nothing! ]

Gohan?

[ She easily pushes through the surprised crowd, completely ignoring their protests. ]

Is that really you? You seem kind of different.

[ She taps her chin thoughtfully as she scrutinizes his appearance. He seems younger, at least. She'd probably grill him about his skin care regimen if he weren't half Saiyan. ]

[saiyanhybrid]

Do I?

[He smiles at her. It's good to see such a familiar face. After what Mai had told him about the future Bulma--

It takes a lot of willpower not to just hug her right now.]

You look the same as ever.

[slightlysaggy]

Well, just a little.

[ And she'll take his comment as a compliment. Even though, for her, it hasn't been too long since she last saw him. Never look a gift compliment in the mouth though! Or something! ]

So Gohan, how have you been doing? [ So casual, because she got a good portion of her meltdowning out when she first arrived. ] Have you seen anyone from home around? Like my husband or your dad? Or maybe my son?

[ She knows they can all take care of themselves, but she'd feel just a little bit better if she could personally keep an eye on them. And having one of the strength obsessed full saiyans around would be nice. If anyone could go crazy and somehow fight their way out of this situation it would be one of those two. ]

[saiyanhybrid]

[It really is good to see her so happy.

However, at the mention of Vegeta, Goku, and Trunks, Gohan stiffens a bit. His expression changes.] I haven't seen Vegeta or my dad, but...

[Should he tell her about Future Trunks?]

Trunks is here - the one from the future, I mean. [Gohan looks almost pained to say it.] Him and Goten are both here.

[slightlysaggy]

Well, that's good news, right?

[ Well, sort of. She's glad she doesn't have to be here alone, but it's also a little alarming that so many strong fighters were basically kidnapped as well. At least, that's what she thinks.

There's also Gohan's tone. That doesn't seem to bode well. ]

You don't sound too happy about it though, so I'm almost afraid to ask.

Fashionable Frills

[onehandsomeslickninja]

[Look -- she's not wrong, but the show must go on, right? Edge scratches at his hair, trying to figure out the best way to mollify her... then decides on his usual tactic: going for absolute broke.]

That's the real glory of you wearing it! You're so beautiful you make even that dress look good! You're the only one who can truly make it shine!

[slightlysaggy]

[ Congratulations Edge! You get a very distrustful sidelong glance from Bulma. Sure, he's stopped her raging, at least momentarily, but this isn't the first time someone's tried this on her. ]

Hmmph. It's true that I'm a natural beauty who looks good in anything, [ Ok, she ended up taking the bait despite knowing better. ] but I don't want to be seen in this! Are you the designer? Can't you fix it?

[onehandsomeslickninja]

No, no! [Avert THAT thought, as he hurriedly holds up his hands.] I'm just here to help with this show, same as you!

...You think we could actually fix it and get away with it, though?

[slightlysaggy]

We?

[ She scoffs at that. Just who does he think she is? ]

No. No. No. I am not breaking a nail on something that probably can't be saved.

[ Breaking a nail on some sewing but not on all the machinery she normally works on? Ok. Sure. But still, she does somehow come to the conclusion that the work is beneath her. She's actually going to slide the dress off because she has absolutely no issues wearing just a dress slip in a room full of people.

She tosses the garment at Edge. And suddenly takes on a more saccharine tone. ]

How about you do it, and I supervise?

[onehandsomeslickninja]

[The dress bounces off him, leaving him scrambling to catch it before it can drag, because he'd been otherwise distracted. She did just... kind of take it off.]

Uh!

[What had she just said -- whoa, danger alert!] Then if it looks bad it WILL be my fault! I'm not that easy to fool!

[slightlysaggy]

[ What's that Edge? You need an even sweeter voice to coax you into doing her bidding? Done! ]

Awwww, come on~ There's no way a fashionable guy like you could make it any worse, right? [ It's doubtful anyone could make it worse. ] Can't you just try? For me? ♥

fashionable frills

[waitingforhope]

[It could have been worse, Bulma; you could already be wearing the pink, ruffled horror Mai currently found herself in.]

[The young(?) goddess wasn't entirely sure how she ended up in this situation. One minute, she was tentatively volunteering her services to help fufill...what she thought had been a prayer. Now, she wasn't entirely sure. Of anything, really, starting with how the assistant had managed to get the dress on her so quickly. She was left standing in a state of near-shock, staring blankly ahead of her while only barely acknowledging the reflection in her peripheral vision.]

[Until she heard a shockingly familiar voice. Familiar and loud, carrying across the room with such intensity that Mai knew it could only be one person:]

...Bulma?

[She turned, every ruffle wanting to bounce in a different direction, as wide eyes scanned the room in search of her friend.]

[slightlysaggy]

[ Of course Bulma hears her name, but her rage clouded mind can't really discern who that voice belongs to. Though, the other people within earshot will likely be praising Mai's name into eternity, because Bulma actually halts her tirade to figure it out.

She sets out across the room, trying to squeeze her cascading Hell dress in between the other guests. When she finally sets her eyes on Mai, she lets out a little gasp. ]

Mai?

[waitingforhope]

[Hearing her name immediately told Mai two things, the most pressing of which was:]

You remember me.

[She didn’t bother to hide her relief at that. A relief even her current wardrobe malfunction couldn’t abate. For once, a familiar face who saw hers as familiar too. Which could only mean Bulma had arrived in the role of goddess.]

[How fitting for her.]

I can’t believe you’re here too. [Once the initial shock faded, she smiled warmly.] How? When?

[slightlysaggy]

[ She nods, smiling. Seeing Mai in one piece, and at least somewhat happy, somehow eases the shock a little. ]

Right? [ She gives a belabored sigh, a bit on the dramatic side. ] I'm starting to think I'll never be done with these kinds of things. [ But at least it's not Namek! ]

I've only been here a couple days, barely enough time to really get used to anything before I get shoved into this. [ With a completely disgusted expression, she waves a hand at her own dress. ] I guess you understand though.

[ She reaches out to twist one of Mai's ruffles around, inspecting it a little more closely all while shaking her head in disdain. ]

But what about you? How were things after... Y'know you and Trunks left?

[waitingforhope]

[Because it was Bulma, she didn’t flinch much at having her dress more closely examined. Eyes lowering, she watched the ruffle get twisted around until her attention was brought back by Bulma’s question. And she was immediately confused.]

‘Left’?

[slightlysaggy]

Yes. The last time I saw you, well... You you, it was when we saw you and Trunks off in the time machine so you could get back to your home.

[ She scratches the side of her face thoughtfully. ]

Is the future something we weren't supposed to talk about? [ It's hard to remember everything Beerus was blathering on about. ] Oh well, I guess I'm a God too now, so let him try to stop me!

[ Some small part of her hopes she does run into him now. There are definitely a few of his actions she'd love to "repay" him for. ]

Ah-- Or could it be? Are you from a different future? [ She's not 100% on how this place works. ]

ESP

[destructive_connoisseur]

Bulma Planet 607, is that right?

[Don't mind a real god perched atop a nearby ledge. He watches, one cheek leaning on his hand. Despite how annoyed he is at suddenly appearing in this world--universe--whatever, he can't help but find amusement in how this simple mortal carries herself. It's no surprise she's Vegeta's wife, honestly.]

oh my god

[slightlysaggy]

[ No. No way. Bulma refuses to believe that she just heard what she thinks she heard! There's no way this place could drag an actual God of destruction here, right? Right??

Still, it did really sound like him. What if he heard all those things she'd said about paying him back earlier? He's probably still way stronger than she is, and he almost certainly still has a temper. But he didn't hear it, right?

So why hasn't she turned around yet? ]

Ah...?

[ She slowly turns to face the source of the sound, jittering the whole way. When she finally stops, her eyes widen.

Shit. ]

L-Lord Beerus? What are you doing here?!

I couldn't pass this up

[destructive_connoisseur]

I was just about to ask you the same thing.

[Her jittering doesn't go unnoticed. If anything it makes the corners of his mouth pull up slightly in amusement. It's a fitting expression for the Earth woman considering how loud and bossy she can be. It's good to know she still knows her place and hasn't forgotten who he is.]

Somehow I get the feeling you're part of the reason I've been pulled to this world. This wasn't some failed attempt at making another time machine, was it?

[His tail lashes behind him. He's not good with forgiveness much less giving it twice. There's not to much explanation to what is going on but the fact that Bulma is here...trouble always is attracted to her and Goku. Obviously this is her fault in some way.]

ahaha I'm glad! this is great

[slightlysaggy]

[ Really? Typical God. Blame everyone else for their problems, and take no responsibility. Like she has room to talk. And he really had to bring up the time machine? She can't help but huff indignantly at the accusation. ]

I have no idea how I got here, and you destroyed my time machine, remember?

[ Of course, that defense isn't terribly solid without any proof that she hadn't started building another, and her future son being here will only lend to Beerus's suspicion. In light of those thoughts (and that really angry looking tail swishing), she tries to calm down and adopts a more placating tone. ]

Whis didn't happen to show up with you, did he? I've been thinking about some dishes to show the two of you, but it'd be a real shame if he missed out!

[ The hopefullness behind that question is a little sad, but she has to ask. It'd be so much easier to smooth things over with Whis's mediation. ]

[destructive_connoisseur]

Whis isn't here.

[At least, to his knowledge. He would know if he was but that doesn't mean the angel wouldn't be making an appearance. Surely Whis is doing something. Beerus half expects him to just appear at the mention of food which is given how he quickly glances around before settling his gaze back on Bulma. This lack of control is irritating him to no end.]

He's keeping a watch in my absence while I observe this world.

[Probably Beerus has no idea where Whis is or how he's here but damn if he's going to admit that....past blaming her for it just moments before. Whis not tagging along is a blessing and a curse. With both Beerus and Bulma stuck in whatever strange world this was, it was almost relieving that Whis wasn't here so someone could keep Goku from doing anything stupid. There's also the lack of lecturing that is nice. Beerus' judgement is his owe with no Angel to add words of guidance.]

I'll take his share and let him know how your dish measures up when I return. Hows that?

[Despite the question, there really is no question to it. He's the true god here. There isn't room for debate. But he's feeling nice enough to add something for her:]

Depending on how delicious it is, I might even take you with me when I decide to depart this world.

[When he does figure that part out]

[slightlysaggy]

That's great, I'm sure he'll love that...

[ She barely manages to choke the answer out and keep herself from bursting into tears. None of this is fair, she just became a God, and now she's right back to being a weakling. But, she can't really dwell on it for long. Duty calls.

So she takes a deep breath, and clenches her fists. Without Goku or Vegeta, this is her best chance of getting out of here. She'll wait until later to spring the news that he'll be breaking three more people out along with her. ]

Well, let's get this show on the road.

[ She turns back to the nerds, who were politely gaping at her conversation with Beerus. Before any of them can protest, she quickly moves through the group, tapping each one on the forehead. They all seem pretty dazed afterward... Until they start shouting heartfelt love confessions at each other. She doesn't give them another glance as she returns to Beerus's perch. ]

Let's go, I saw a nice garden back here where we can eat without an audience.