TEST DRIVE MEME

[behind_the_box]

Starting now, we'll put up a new one of these very month! Feel free to use the current setting of Pandora (Christmas in July) or make up your own! You can also use the following scenarios if you'd prefer:

1. Mushroom Kingdom

Have you ever wanted to be a fairy? Well now you are, even if the answer was no! The City is a big, big place, all of a sudden. Houses are roomy affairs inside giant mushrooms, there are colorful flowers everywhere you look, and the animals are always friendly! Unfortunately, the only food items being sold in the market this month are fruit, fruit, and.... more fruit.

2. School Town

You may be too old to attend the academy, but that doesn't seem to matter; your attendance is mandatory anyway. Or perhaps you're there to teach, because you're the only resident of Pandora that possesses a certain skill. It doesn't matter if it can't be learned; you have to come up with a lesson plan anyway. At least the uniforms aren't some god awful color, right?

3. Zombie Apocalypse.

There's no coming back from death in Pandora, so you'd better do all you can to survive. Three quarters of the city are already infected, and this is the last stand. Are you going to pool your resources and try to make it together, or is it time to stop trusting others and go it alone until the month is over?

Comments

[proteusmoon]

[ Fortunately, Cecil has a minimized sense of personal space herself, having grown up with a boy who didn't really feel a need to respect it when it came to her. The paladin isn't bothered by Cu Chulainn suddenly being right behind her and somewhere around her left ear -- yet. She glances at him with a little bit of suspicion. ]

I am broiling a steak for you so that you won't eat the animals in my garden. I would feel my efforts slightly wasted if you decided to eat my house instead.

[whydidithavetobecrows]

[Her glance is met with a wide grin. Why so suspicious, Cecil? There is no reason to be. It's not like he's touching anything. In fact, his hands are clasp innocently behind his back at the moment.]

Nah, mushroom ain't my thing. Most of 'em do funny things to your head. 'Sides, who'd want somethin' like that when meat is an option? Would be better if it was fresh and cooked over an open fire, but...

[proteusmoon]

[ She's not worried about his hands right now-- she's worried about her mushroom house, considering the question he asked. ]

Do they not have markets where you're from?

[whydidithavetobecrows]

'Course they did!

[Cu Chulainn laughs, stepping away from Cecil so that he can poke around the rest of the kitchen.]

Not that I spent much time in 'em. Emer liked visitin' 'em, though.

[proteusmoon]

Is Emer a family member of yours?

[ She doesn't know whether or not she feels more relaxed with him wandering around than she feels with him nearby. At least with him close to her, she can keep a closer eye on him too.

In any case, she finishes seasoning the meat and sets it in a skillet, basking it in red wine before she shuts the oven. ]

[whydidithavetobecrows]

[Cu Chulainn pauses a moment as he pokes around her kitchen, a nostalgic look entering his eyes.]

Yep, that she was. She was my wife. Really kept me in line, that one. Ain't ever gonna see the likes of her again. Too bad...

[proteusmoon]

[ The changed tone of his voice makes Cecil pause in her movements. She looks over at him, sees his face, and recognizes the expression almost immediately. She saw it much too often back during her last few months on the Blue Planet. Cecil knows what it means and she lowers her eyes to the towel she's used to dry her recently washed hands on. ]

I'm sorry.

[whydidithavetobecrows]

Eh? Whatcha sorry 'bout?

[Cu Chulainn's voice is confused. It's almost as if he's not aware of how he looked and sounded for a moment, and the truth is, he probably isn't. He's usually a lot better at hiding things like that, but his sudden arrival and all the strange things he's run into since seem to have thrown him off balance more than he realizes.]

[proteusmoon]

Your wife. That you'll never see her again.

[whydidithavetobecrows]

Oh...

[Ch Chulainn reaches up and scratches at his head, embarrassed. Then he laughs.]

Got a little mopey, did I? Ain't done that for a while. Emer, she's been gone a long time. Like thousands of years. Don't worry 'bout it.