Test Drive #34

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TEST DRIVE # 34



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.



Jingle Jeans
The fresh new spring fashion trend is accessorized denim. Super-accessorized! Bells, chains, beads, zippers, belts and more drip from every inch of this season's hot styles, and the stores need someone to model their new stock -- and bring in the buyers. It's your job to convince the fashion-savvy residents of Tokyo that these new jeans are exactly what their wardrobe needs, without getting your five chain belts tangled.


Kitty Kibble
A huge, panther-shaped ayakashi is haunting the streets of Asakusa, and the pigeons at the local pigeon shrine have disappeared! Take care of this feline predator so the surviving sacred birds won't end up as dinner on the wing.


Lagging Laundry
The residents of an Ikebukuro high-rise have an unusual problem: no matter how sunny the day or how long it's been hanging, their laundry just won't dry! Do they have a moist microclimate? An ayakashi of mold and despair? Or do they just need someone to get all that wet laundry to the nearest laundromat with a dryer until the weather warms up?


Melon Mania
A gardener in Ueno has planted a brand-new strain of muskmelon in his window boxes, and this plant is going wild! Vines have taken over the exterior of his apartment building, and beach-ball-sized fruit are popping up all over. He needs help bringing in the harvest… but his neighbors are begging for this plant to wind up in the compost heap so their lives can go back to normal. Whose side will you take?


Nice & Neat
A community art project is being hosted at the Tokyo Art Museum! Jigsaw-shaped pieces of wood about the size of a hand have been handed out to artists and crafters throughout Japan, and the pieces have just been shipped back. Now, they have to be assembled into one giant jigsaw puzzle for display. There's just one problem: someone forgot to number the pieces before they were shipped! Now they've got a 20,000 piece puzzle whose pieces don't match, and it has to be finished this weekend for the grand opening. Help!



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!
When and if you're ready to join the game, check out the Taken Characters before throwing in a Reserve and starting on your Application
Have fun!

Comments

Cú Chulainn (Alter) | Fate/Grand Order | God

[curruid_coinchenn]

Kitty Kibble

[ An enemy has been identified and it must be eliminated. There's no joy in the task, of course, it's simply what must be done. Slaughter all those who oppose him. Red spear in hand, he sets to his task and destroys the ayakashi. It's brutal, merciless, and a little bit disturbing.

Berserker turns to the see the pigeons return, but they're avoiding him and have gone silent, as if they can smell the stench of death on him. He also knows he was being watched. He doesn't turn, just speaks. ]

I didn't need help...Did that show upset you?

Lagging Laundry

[ It's a pointless task, but it's a request that can easily be done. Instead of hunting for an ayakashi that's causing it or anything else, he simply takes down the laundry, house by house. Berserker is just carrying an armful of laundry to the nearest laundromat. A few stray articles are dropped behind him, but either he doesn't notice or doesn't care because he doesn't stop to pick them up.

Maybe give him a hand. ]

Lagging Laundry

[futhark]

[ You know that is someone you would not expect to be carrying laundry around. Like. Ever. So against any better judgment, the right choice to do is:

step 1: pick the long elegant stocking that just fell on the ground
step 2: smack Berserker's back of the head with it?
step 3: let it rest there
step 4: survive???????

Okay, instead of smacking Caster just goes with throwing it at his head instead- close enough. ]

You know it counts as littering, right?

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ Sometimes things had to be done. Sometimes things had to be done by people that are far too pointy to be carrying laundry.

Berserker dodges it easily and lets it fall into the pile. His eyes narrow as he shoots a mildly annoyed look at Caster. ]

Do you have a point? The task is getting done, regardless.

[futhark]

I wonder...

[ Caster doesn't have a point. He is just being annoying, and he knows it. There is an aspect of morbid fascination about that man, molded from the same base, but changed. ]

Let's see if these clothes can get dried at all- [ He says as he keeps walking in the same direction. Sure he could probably just use a spell to see if they dry or not - best way to check the supernatural is to confront it with other supernatural. But he also got some time to kill, and-

-he kind of want to see what happens next. ]

Kitty Kibble

[unlucky7]

[Ginia sits on a nearby rooftop observing the scene. Normally she'd assist with eliminating ayakashi, even if the extent is throwing up a borderline so they can't escape. It's a little different with Berserker. The safest spot is out of the way really.

It's still a little strange seeing two Cú Chulainns around, especially ones so different from each other. Fascinating on one hand, disconcerting on the other. Hardly enough to keep her way.

When he address her, Ginia pushes to her feet and leaps down to the ground, landing lightly on her feet behind him.]

No, not really. They're ayakashi.

[The message is typed and played through her phone, a stilted digitized voice speaking for her.]

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ He turns on his heel and levels his spear at Ginia for a moment before lowering it. His guard isn't fully down and he's not interested in standing unarmed for now. ]

It doesn't matter. Sometimes my methods disturb those around me. [ Not that he was truly concerned with that, really. It's simply a formality. ] Why were you watching me, anyway?

[unlucky7]

[Ginia's eyes flicker to the spear and back to him, hand twitching briefly into the halberd position for a borderline. Could she even strike down a borderline fast enough to stop him? It's something she would rather not find out. She'd also rather not take her eyes completely off him, but typing necessitates that.]

Curiosity. I was passing through and the fight caught my attention.

[As the message plays, Ginia glances at the pigeons settling back around, still silent, still keeping their distance from him as they peck at the ground for bits of scattered seed.]

Does it bother you being watched?

[trustheart]

[Chris is carrying her own load of laundry behind him, and she's getting aggravated at how he keeps dropping stuff. She's already had to stop five times! Five times! That's four too many for someone with a temper.] Hey! You notice you're just leaving people's stuff on the ground?!

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ Berserker doesn't even turn towards the voice, he just lifts his head slightly. It's the barest acknowledgement that he's being spoken to, nothing more. ]

No, but if I am, I don't care. If you're picking it up, you don't need to do that. It's not your problem.

[trustheart]

We agreed to help these people! It's our job! You can't say it's none of your business if you're here, doing it! [and that's when she tosses some of what she's collected off the ground at the back of his head.]

Kitty Kibble

[sing_for_me]

[ She had heard about the ayakashi, hoping to deal with it more peacefully, but someone else had beaten her there and clearly had other plans. All she could do was watch as he took the ayakashi down like it was nothing. It still got to her that even in other worlds, there are people who are capable of that.

When he acknowledged her, she straightened up, looking around to see if there was anyone else.

A show..is that what that was? ]

..Does..it matter if it did?

[ She wasn’t sure, but somehow his voice sounded very familiar. ]

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ There are no peaceful resolutions for Berserker. Violence is the only way he knows, the bloodier the better. A machine meant for killing and destruction, nothing more. Conquer, take, destroy. A vulgar display of power.

He turns now, spear leveled at the newcomer. There's no immediate enmity from him, it's more like a reflex. ]

No. Nothing matters, but I can tell you're shaken. Are my methods too brutal for your tastes?

[ No real emotion in his voice, just flat and apathetic. ]

[sing_for_me]

[ Her eyes go to the tip of the spear first. She had no reason to answer dishonestly. ]

...Yes..

[ She’d think she’d be used to it now considering the place she came from and the people she was around, but at the time she wasn’t mentally there. As much as she’s witnessed, she’s only learning to cope with them now. Still, she stands her ground.

She swallows, her eyes then daring to move on to his face. Now she’s more shocked than nervous, and for a whole other reason.

Cú..?

[ Her tone changes, more concerned and familiar, but also confused. That was certainly his face, but he felt...different. Even when he was hallucinating, he didn’t feel different like this. ]

Kitty Kibble

[boneofsword]

[Archer is minding his business... or rather was, until he felt the familiar presence he associates with those like Caster and Lancer. Then he notices the red spear, twisted as the rest of Berserker. Of course he has to watch.]

Not really. It's very efficient. [Archer shrugs, keeping his posture relaxed. While he doesn't know this Servant god, he can take a guess at what class this version of Cú Chulainn is, and is not liking it.]

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ That familiar presence is felt by Berserker, as well. He finally turns towards the voice and recognizes that red Archer -- Chaldea was full of Servants from many places. He doesn't say as much, of course, but there is a slight change of expression. There's no sign of a threat, so Berserker relaxes slightly as he brings Gae Bolg into a neutral position. He isn't about to fully let his guard down around another Servant, of course, so the spear stays in his hand. ]

Then you're suited for your task. [ A beat. ] But why did you feel the need to watch me?

[ No judgement, just apathy. His tone is completely indifferent. ]

[boneofsword]

[Despite the differences there are some similarities between them, and Archer wonders what may be the reason for such change.]

I'm a shinki to Caster, or rather Cú Chulainn. [he says, considering it enough of explanation.]

Lagging Laundry

[holygrailed]

[Is it a stroke of coincidence or some form of divine irony a man born from a wish on the Holy Grail turned god would find the vessel of the Grail itself as his shinki?

Irisviel, arms already full with another bundle of laundry, stops to pick up the clothes as they fall off Berserker's pile. She gamely bends down adds them to her pile without complain, but on the emotional link shared between shinki and god, annoyance brews.]

[curruid_coinchenn]

[ Berserker feels that annoyance, but he simply doesn't care. He looks it Irisviel without a strong expression. ]

I didn't ask you to accompany me on this task. You don't have to do what you're doing.

[ It's pointless to tell her this, he knows. There's a feeling she would've come along even if he specifically told her to stay behind. He would never understand her devotion. ]

[holygrailed]

[An Einzbern homunculus is meant to be nothing but a vessel, independent enough to defend itself and thus the grail, but to want nothing, to desire no self. But Irisviel is not a blank slate like the rest of her forgotten predecessors and discarded failures. Though Kiritsugu's upbringing is forgotten, her personality is still there and devotion to a cause runs deep, reinforced by the role of a shinki.

Her god is prickly, apathetic, uncaring, but Berserker is her god and she would rather see him unharmed.]

What would you do if you came across ayakashi? Strong as you are, you cannot rend on your own.

[She reminds matter of factly, putting on a smile, waggling the dropped sock she just picked up. Her annoyance abates into exasperation.]

And who would pick up the laundry you're leaving behind?

Kitty Kibble

[frenchfried]

You don't have to be so rough with me!

[ Avenger still isn't over how it feels to be swung around through the air like that. the omni-directional spread of her senses makes her all that much more aware of every movement and it might have turned the stomach of a weaker Shinki. ]

[curruid_coinchenn]

Quiet. You can take it.

[ Berserker puts the lance into a neutral position, though, as a courtesy to Avenger. He tries to at least be somewhat considerate...most of the time. In a fight, though, there's no consideration. ]

You'll get used to it.

[cleansingstrike]

Your victory had been assured early in the battle.

[Agrias had looked on as he fought. She cared little to see such prolonged suffering. It was less a fight between opponents, than it was a predator playing with its prey.]

Why did you wait until now?

[curruid_coinchenn]

I stop when I'm satisfied...It didn't put up enough of a fight to be satisfying.

[ Though he's never satisfied. The work was tedious to him. Brutality was something he's good at, his frustration with constant fighting manifesting as that. ]

So I simply tore it apart.

Kitty Kibble

[irishfriskey]

...It was destructive.

[Did he get upset? Not really. Seeing blood doesn't bother him, and frankly, it got the job done that needed to be done. But still. It had been far more destructive than he was prepared to watch today.]

It's finished, though. Shall we go to the next one?

[curruid_coinchenn]

I wanted to ensure it was finished.

[ There's no emotion in his voice as he turns to look at Diarmuid now. The frenzy from the fight has given way to that ever present apathy. ]

There's always more work. [ Indifferent. He took no joy in it...or anything for that matter. ] So let's stop wasting time and move on.