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( the test drive meme )

This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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[concentricduditude]

Hm?

[Alex twists around, barely missing another student with the side of his board. When his eyes land on the somewhat strange looking boy, his forehead makes an attempt at eating his eyebrows.]

Whoah! Uh, hey there, man. What's up?

[Action]

[concentricduditude]

[Alex had stopped, setting the board down against a wall and looking over the map he'd been sent. For being mostly contained in a single mansion, the place was huge. Didn't help that he'd arrived just as students were coming back from vacation, and the halls were packed.

When he heard the voice addressing him, he turned around, and gave a smile.]

Yeah, you could say that! Trying to find my room... "Faculty Quarters" or whatever?

[Prose]

[a_bone_to_pick]

The warning was, actually, enough, as the young Morlock huntress whipped around, ripping a bone free from her shoulder and swinging it to meet the ball. With a 'crack' that probably left some fractures along the bone club, the ball zoomed off, crashing straight through a window.

"All RIGHT!" Marrow grinned, staring at the hole in the glass before turning to face Bad Girl. "C'mon, gimme another one!"

[thankyou_yes]

*See this girl, this girl looks REALLY CREEPY. Sitting there, wearing stuff that is easy to put on in the dark, with her blindfold on. Staring at the sun which makes you wonder if she can see the sun or is just feeling the warmth on her face.*

*Approach at your own peril, she kinda is a bit out there even for mutant standards. Also telepaths GTFO her brain is too weird to be read.*

Ashley / WarioWare

[betterlearnmy]

[network]
[Ashley's been staring at the screen for several minutes now. She knows that she's expected to make public posts like everyone else here, but she doesn't like having to deal with others, so the majority of her network use so far has only been in private messages to her teachers, asking for clarifcation on various assignments and whatnot.

Today, however...she was pretty much told to make a post and actually talk to people; it didn't matter what topic she decided on, just that she had to go and say something. Apparently, her lack of socialization was starting to get worrisome for the faculty.

Sigh.]

I would have preferred ringing in the new year with my family, but no, I had to be stuck here instead. Whatever.

Does anyone here actually do that stupid resolution stuff? If so, what kind of outlandish goals did you set for yourselves this time?

And before you ask: no, I don't.

[repressedfire]

[Mariko had seen her a few times as she went past the room, and the girl never seemed to move. After her fourth errand past, she stopped and entered the room, approaching the girl with concern, but no caution, before sitting down across from her.]

Hey there... what's up?

[thankyou_yes]

*Her head turns ever-so-slightly to recognize a new face in her area, but not quite enough to look at her.*

The school won't be attacked today, yes.

But it will rain in the cafeteria. Thank you.

[repressedfire]

[Mariko's eyebrows furrow. That was an odd thing to say. But she tried to roll with it.]

After the repairs from last time, that's some good news, at least, right?

But... uh... why rain in the cafeteria? Is Storm going to be disappointed in the green bean casserole or something?

[thankyou_yes]

Excuse me, sorry. I have it wrong.

Because it rains in the cafeteria when Storm is taking personal time. But Wolverine needed the rain anyway. Yes.

But the school not being attacked today is good news. Unless you did not study for Dr. McCoy's pop quiz, thank you. Are you in that class, Mariko?

[repressedfire]

Well, Mr. Logan does need a shower. Often.

[Still a little strange, but the girl's nice enough.]

Yeah, after lunch - wait, there's going to be a pop quiz? Man...

[Video]

[batterthanyou]

Yeah, it doesn't really have a nice ring to it anyway. I'll probably stick with Flicks--

[Wait a bloody second...okay, that was pretty damn interesting. Actually fuck that, she's really never seen anything like it before. Bad Girl's face lights up, a sly smirk crawling up her face.]

Holy shit! Now there's something you don't see everyday!

[Prose]

[batterthanyou]

As the ball sailed through the window and shattered the glass, Bad Girl let out a whistle. Nothing wrong with breaking shit in this girl's book...although losing her ball was annoying.

"Sorry bitch, no can do. That was the last one I had, and I sure as hell am not going back to the gym to 'borrow' more." The blonde hops off the couch and stretches a bit, yawning. Then she turned her attention to Marrow again. "...although, if you wanna grab some and bring 'em here I'll still throw a couple of pitches for ya. This place gets boring as fuck, so it's not like I got anything better to do."

[ragingprince]

[The strangest thing about Kurloz is his eyes, ears and well...height. He's certainly a tall one. Okay, and maybe he's wearing more eye liner than any guy (or girl) ought to.

He makes no attempt at trying to move when Alex swings around, he just continues to stand there with a smile. His expression only changes when he quizzically looks at the surf board, at the same motioning to it then his suitcases. After which he signs, "Need help?" as slowly as he can.]

[homieshelphomies]

That cheetah's got some moves, dude. Though it does beg the question of who uploaded that to the internet after they got eaten violently. You think maybe it was the cheetah? Yeah, it was probably the cheetah.

[ragingprince]

Kurloz usually sat in the common room watching people. Watching worked out better when he couldn't actually talk to anyone face to face. So few people knew sign language and writing or typing everything was a pain. Plus people always did interesting things. And you never know when someone looks lonely and in need of some cheering up. So he was always available for that.

The warning might have reached Kurloz with plenty of time to respond but he didn't move. So when the ball connected with the back of his head he fell flat on his face. And there he laid, he appeared to still be breathing but it was hard to tell if he was still conscious or not.

[batterthanyou]

SSSSSTTTTRRRRIKE ONE!!!

Ouch, that looked like it hurt. Then again, the kid didn't shout or anything so how could she know for sure? Ugg, this sucked. She'd have to walk all the way over there, check on the kid, and make sure he was alright, lest Cueball...run her over with his wheelchair. Truthfully, she had no idea what he'd do, but she didn't really care. It would be a pain in the ass and not at all worth the trouble.

After letting out an over-dramatic sigh that just screamed "OSCAR", Bad Girl sprung from her spot on the couch, picked up her bat that was laying down on the floor, and walked over to him. Then she just poked him with the tip of her bat once she reached him. "Yo. Curly, you sleeping or what?"

[ragingprince]

The poke seemed enough to rouse Kurloz. He slowly pushed himself into the sitting position, all without a groan or anything out of him. Once sitting up he gave the back of his head a rub then checked his hand for blood. Nope, he was good. He tilted his head back with a smile up at Bad Girl and gave a thumbs up.

[ragingprince]

[If you were looking for an actual conversation Jake, this is not the post you're looking for. Although he may actually have one if Jake continues to talk. But for now, more .gifs.]

[homieshelphomies]

[Network]
[Oh no, it's another one of Jake's "cooking shows". Supposedly, he does these every week, but it's closer to every other month. Half the time, he winds up lighting his fur on fire. The other half of the time, he forgets to actually cook anything. He's pretty sure he does these for makeup credit in a class, but if you ask him which one he's actually forgotten.]

Today on "My Mutant Kitchen" I'm gonna show you how to make a tuna-nuna casserole in ice cream cones. Now you're probably saying "but Jake, you said last week you were gonna make a gingerbread Kama Sutra!" AND I WAS. Unfortunately, I received a number of letters condemning that as "inappropriate for minors." Additionally, I received a number of letters requesting positions not featured in the Kama Sutra that, quite frankly, were downright distressing. And while we're on the topic of letters, whoever keeps leaving Milkbones in my mailslot, keep doing it. I broke down and ate one yesterday and I think I just found a new movie-snack sensation.

[The rest of the episode goes off without a hitch, save for a bunch of egg noodles that dry onto Jake's arm without him noticing.]

Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this week's episode. Tune in next time and I'll show you how to make Patbingsu, a Korean dessert that doesn't involve any fire.


[Action]

[Shortly after "hosting his cooking show" Jake can be found wondering the student areas with his arm looped firmly around a number of ice cream cones filled with tuna-noodle casserole. He's handing them out to anyone who looks hungry, but he doesn't seem to be explaining that it's not ice cream very well.]

[homieshelphomies]

[Jake sees how it is Kurloz. You think you're the only one who's got Google-fu? Jake resolves to post a .gif that so eloquently describes the state of not only his mind, but the whole world.]

[thankyou_yes]

He will need one a bit more then, yes. He was on fire.

*She's almost making sense. Except that tense thing.*

I do not see how well you do on the test, no. But it should be fine, most of the class did not.

[ragingprince]

[Okay no actual conversation then. This can work. Although sometimes Kurloz ends up sitting at the computer trying to figure out exactly how to respond. This is one of those cases.]

[homieshelphomies]

[There's always time for 'real' conversation later. Jake feels he has to prove he is "hip" to how the internet works.]

[ragingprince]

[Jake, no one uses "hip" anymore.]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

[He grins, obviously pleased with the reaction. Yes, feed his ego! Feeed iiit!]

Totally badass, right?

[He picks up a stuffed animal, and turns it into a very small, very purple, but nonetheless otherwise real or real-seeming bear. Then puts a stick of paluszki that he turned into a sword in its tiny, clawed hand... and his cell phone holder on its head, where it becomes a little bitty badass pirate hat. PERFECT. It struts around his bed, sort of aimlessly, and Feliks thinks it looks a little sad without a ship, so obviously he has to make his bed into a very small ship for his pirate-bear.]

[...This calls for a wardrobe change, too, he thinks. His shirt turns into a ruffly blouse and waistcoat, and his pajama bottoms to a fluffy, vaguely steampunk-y skirt.]

Like, there you go, Wojtek! [He might have... forgotten he had an audience. He appears to be talking to the bear.]