Pandora's Box Mods (
behind_the_box) wrote in
testing_the_box2013-07-05 08:41 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME

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?

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[There is some clattering around outside. It almost sounds like he might actually be trying to create a window big enough for him to crawl in through, but after a moment things fall silent...
...and then her door is kicked open.]
All right, Lass, I hope you're ready for some entertain--
[Cu Chulainn's voice drops off when he sees her state of dress. Then he smirks.]
Well, well. You are a feisty one. Don't waste any time, do ya?
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It isn't like that, idiot!!
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With a laugh, Cu Chulainn dodges the thrown flower pot. Actually, at the last moment, he catches the projectile balancing it on his hand and looking at it.]
Poor thing. She's a hard one to live with, ain't she? Don't worry. I'll see 'bout fixing that. She just needs some fun in her life!
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[It sounds ridiculous, but what about this entire situation isn't?]
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Ya know, if you stopped trying to teach 'em how to fly, they just might be a little more loyal to you. Plants can't fly, after all! Not less you give 'em some wings or something. Expecting 'em to learn something they can't is just mean.
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[It's a small thing to manipulate the air around the pot so that it will shoot out of his hands and whap him upside the head a few times without falling, assuming his grip on it isn't too strong. Waver attempts to do so discreetly while giving him the most unimpressed look a girl in her underwear wrapped in a blanket can make.]
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[Cu Chulainn throws his arm up to block the pot while his spear appears in his other hand. In a flash, the poor flower is run through and thrown to the floor.]
Ha! Take that traitor! Seems like once a plant forgets how to be loyal it can never be so again, right Lass?
[He looks back at Waver and winks. His eyes are twinkling in a way that shows, even though his words had made it sound like he was blaming the plant for attacking him, he knows well who the true culprit is.]
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You murdered Bugsby! What is wrong with you?!
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What's wrong with me? You're the one who attacked me with a plant. Not once but twice even! Did ya ever stop to think of how poor Bugsby felt? An' now he's dead...
I hardly knew the lad and I had ta kill 'em. Fate is such a cruel mistress...
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You didn't have to kill him! You're the cruel one, you jerk!
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If ya cared 'bout him so much, why were ya throwing him 'round to begin with? That's not how ya treat your friends!
[Cu Chulainn falls silent, noticing how upset she really seems to be.]
Look, does it help ta think he's in a better place now? Livin' someplace other than a tiny mushroom house?
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It was the closest thing in reach! You really expect me to put some consideration into what I'd throw at a perverted intruder? And don't insult my house!
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[Cu Chulainn grins at her and then nods down at the fallen towel.]
If I were, I'd be groping you now 'steada just holding your hands.
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[Yes, that was sarcasm.]
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Was that an invitation to start groping? 'Cause, you know, I hate disappointin' a lady...
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Don't you dare!
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All right, Lass. All right.
[Cu Chuliann lets her go and then bends down to retrieve Waver's blanket for her, which he hand out to her with a smile.]
The lady's evening attire....
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Don't think this will make up for the damage you caused!
[Yeah, that's nothing but sheer tsun talking.]
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'Course not. I'd say that was made up for when you started whacking me 'side the head with your plant friend there. I'm thinking we're pretty even now.
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[The blue-haired main counts off each point on his fingers before looking up at her and grinning.]
See! Even. And, since I was such a gentleman and gave ya your blanket back that puts me 'head of you.
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You weren't invited, I've no obligation to play hostess to a criminal!
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Think I heard ya wrong, Lass. Sounds like ya said 'criminal' when ya meant to say 'hero.'
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No, I said criminal. Destruction of private property, unlawful entry, plant murder; that's at least three crimes you've committed in the very short time we've been acquainted. Any actions I've taken have been purely in self-defence, you ruffian!
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Oh dear.... You are a serious one, ain't ya? Gotta learn to laugh, Lass. Bein' so stern's gonna ruin your good looks.
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