Test Drive #34

[godsoffortune]

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

Chris Yukine | Senki Zesshou Symphogear | God

[trustheart]

Jingle Jeans

[Chris doesn't know how she got roped into this, but she doesn't look happy now that she is. She's covered neck to toe in denim, from a jean jacket, to a jean shirt, to jean pants, to even boots made out of jeans. And it's bedazzled to the core, from rhinestones, to bells, to whistles, and even fringe. Fringe.

And the worst part is, she can't complain.]

Heh, this is... this sure is the height of fashion, ain't it?! Bet you want to dress like this yourself, huh?!

[The way she says it through gritted teeth probably isn't convincing.]

Lagging Laundry

[This is a task Chris seems to actually be suited towards. In the camps she'd been held in as a child, the workers would hang their clothes in this way, and what's more, she'd been taught how to handle laundry by Sonia and her mother before fate had separated them. So, she's actually handling it rather well, barking instructions on what to do to people.]

You! You've got your laundry in the shadow of the building! Of course it's not getting dry! Someone help them bring it in! And you, your laundry is right above a dumpster! Do you want your clothes to stink?! And someone stop the person on the third floor before their crap flies away! Do you people want unmentionables flying all over the city?!

[Chris is, of course, putting in the work herself, but she has an advantage - namely, the fact that she's able to hover everywhere using her Symphogear armor. Mind you, it looks like she has a small UFO attached to her waist...]

jingle jeans

[alchemists]

It's somewhat dazzling...

[ Elfnein has no words for the outfit Chris is wearing, this is straight up something idol Hibiki would put on. ]

[trustheart]

[Chris's annoyance turns into confusion, and then quickly into anger as Elfnein compliments her.]

Y-yeah, well. You know me, dazzling isn't really me.

[alchemists]

I think it looks good on you though! It's different but it works.

[ Elfnein didn't mean it in a bad way, Chris can pull off any look. ]

[trustheart]

... Elfnein, I know this will probably fly over your head, but I look like someone who escaped from Branson, Missouri. [Her parents took her all around the world as a child. That was not her favorite stop.]

laundry

[priforprince]

Beyond useless.

[ The person standing behind Chris has someone else's tighty whities draped atop their head.

Just a guess from body language: they are not happy. ]

[trustheart]

[Chris turns and glares at her. She can be quite intimidating despite her shorter size, like an angry rabbit.]

Yeah, I'd say that describes you perfectly. You gonna help or not, "Gray?"

[priforprince]

[ ....Whence comes this inexplicable and overwhelming urge to speak Porean....

No, that doesn't matter! Hibiki snatches the underwear from her head and tosses it aside. ] Hah! Such paltry prayers are mere murmurs to a God of the Central District. I'll allow you this one.

[ Hibiki decides who takes what prayers now, apparently. She just assigned herself that duty. And she will fulfill it with magnificence! ]

[trustheart]

[Rather than pay attention to Hibiki's words, Chris follows the line of the article of clothing she tossed and frowns.] That landed in a trash can. Go pick it up.

Jingle Jeans

[virtuousdogma]

[Tyzias takes a sip out of her mug as she assesses her situation. A fellow god, both of them covered near head-to-toe in denim, and everything had some item on it that made it sparkle. What's worse for her though is somehow, said bedazzling got applied to the tips of her horns. In the form of bells being tied to them.]

You too huh?

[trustheart]

[Chris regards Tyzias's appearance with a nod, crossing her arms.] Yeah, unfortunately. ... I gotta know. You jingle when you walk, right?

[virtuousdogma]

Yep.

[As some people pass by, she does her best to look at least somewhat cheerful, but her heart wasn't in it. It was a relief when they passed her by. This happened twice more before, at greater distances, before she returned back to the front of the store, jingling all the way, and taking a sip out of the coffee mug she was carrying with her. She'd need to refill it soon.]

[trustheart]

Yikes. [Chris does her best to look cheerful, but her smile definitely looks forced. Once they're gone, she let's out a sigh... and notices something. She goes off for a moment, and returns with the free coffee the shop has provided for the models.] Here. I noticed you were running low.

Lagging Laundry

[illusionaryskirt]

[ Chrome isn't sure how she could help with this issue. So she's glad that Chris is taking the lead, and delegating what needs their attention. Unfortunately, there aren't many volunteers present, so fixing the disaster falls on Chrome to do. When Chris mentions the resident who has their clothes hanging up in the shadows, she jolts to action.]

Y-yes!

[She races forward, leaping up from the ground and landing on to the ledge of the apartment balcony. She then starts taking down their clothes, placing them into a basket. After she finishes, she then looks down at Chris from the ledge.]

I...I took the clothes down. Should we dry it for them?

[No one wants to have damp clothes lying around.]

Re: Lagging Laundry

[trustheart]

[Chris smiles to herself. This girl is nervous, but she's a diligent worker. She can't help but like her, and isn't even going to be tsundere about it.] Good work! Why don't you fold them up and put them with the rest of the stuff we're taking to the dry cleaner's? Then we can take it all together?

[illusionaryskirt]

[Chrome is a good worker, and she isn't shy about housework either. Laundry is something that she's confident about, so she takes to it naturally. So when Chris tells her to fold the clothes, she does so. Once she finishes, she jumps down and places that batch with others.

She then turns to Chris with a sheepish smile.]

Done. Is there anything else I should do before we go to the cleaners?

[trustheart]

[Chris smiles as Chrome goes to work. By the time she comes back, Chris is settling down on the ground with a basket of her own, her Symphogear disappearing with a flash of light and being replaced with her normal clothes.]

Nope. I think we have everything sorted. You ready?

Jingle Jeans

[frenchfried]

[ Avenger may have been dressed up, too, but she was far from putting in any actual effort here. leaned up next to the shop window, she chewed distractedly on some gum while flipping through one of the fashion magazines from a nearby corner news stand. occasionally, she made a face that wasn't of outright disgust while reading. ]

Hmm, is that price high...?

Re: Jingle Jeans

[trustheart]

[Chris isn't sure if she wants to chastise this one. She's apathetic, but then, Chris can't exactly claim she's been putting her A effort in. Instead, she's just gonna lurk to make sure she doesn't cause any issue. Of course... she can't help but crane a look to see what she's looking at. Discreetly. Without being noticed. She's bad at both.]

[frenchfried]

[ maybe it's a byproduct from going relatively unseen by the living that causes Avenger to feel more sensitive to when eyes are on her, but it doesn't take her very long to realize that she's being stared at.

she shoots her "fellow model" a sidelong glance with raised brow. ]

You can read it when I'm finished with it.

[trustheart]

[Chris's face turns red, and she has to resist the urge to lower her head out of view. Knowing she's caught, she replies.] U-uhm. Thanks. I look... forward to it?

Laundry

[unluckybreak]

[Touma had no issues doing laundry considering he already had the skills to be a great house husband. But doing city wide laundry was a new thing for him. It'd be best to roll with it and he wanted to avoid Chris' aggro... Though his bad habit of monologue had to come into play here.]

Haaah... Such misfortune. Doing laundry would be pleasant while playing relaxing classical music, but she's making me wanna put on some headphones. Not to mention, she's flaunting her suit like a hawk from the heavens... Is this how it feels to be an ant looked down upon by a fire-breathing dragon?

[He had a laundry bin tied up onto his back, so he could just toss the wet clothes into that. Awkwardly, he picks up a pair of girl's panties with a exaggerated sigh.]

If only there was an angel onee-san to save us from Fluffy's rein of terror! We're at her mercy!

[trustheart]

[At first, Chris is happy to have someone so dedicated to doing their job. But then he starts monologuing, and commenting on her gear, and calling her "fluffy"... Needless to say, Chris, Goddess of Vengeance, is ready to rise.] HEY! You! No handling girls' clothes! If you're gonna daydream about angels and call me a dragon, I'm not gonna trust you not to be a perv!

[unluckybreak]

[Touma cringes at the sound of her voice... He really couldn't keep his mouth shut like a rambling old lady. That set of underwear dangles around his hand like he was some kind of thief. He was regrettably used to cleaning up behind his freeloading nun from home.]

W-what?! I wasn't planning on stealing them or anything! For all I know, you would've yelled at me for not picking 'em up! Besides, I wasn't planning on doing anything pervy!

[trustheart]

Yeah, well, you lose the benefit of a doubt for talkin' about me like I'm not here! [She motions to a long clothesline with nothing but boxer shorts.] You're in charge of those, now! Get to it!