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testrun_box2012-01-08 07:42 pm
faithful_kitsune) wrote in testrun_box2012-01-08 07:42 pm
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A fantastically pointless testrun for anemoi_rp
1.)
*The whole of the grocery store aisle in front of you is currently blocked by extreme fluffiness -- nine fox tails, in fact. And the woman who sports them seems to be stuck in some sort of odd crisis of will.*
O-oh my! This fried tofu -- it looks so delicious! But I only have so much money to go around, it would be such a waste to pick up something like this. Still, it does look good... ah, have some self-control, Ran! There are so many more important things to buy! Oh bother.
*Enable her? If only so you can reach the damn luncheon meat.*
2.)
*Ever since she moved in, this strange youkai woman has been acting like a total den mother, cleaning up, cooking, and so on. This morning, that mound of laundry you'd been putting off for a sunny day -- maybe -- has disappeared, and you can't find it anywhere -- until you walk out on the roof and realize apparently she prefers the old fashioned method of washing and drying clothes, including YOURS.*
Ah, good afternoon! A lovely day for laundry, wouldn't you say?
3.)
*So the building you guys have been exploring has some sort of puzzle which involves six deep alcoves. You can't see into them far enough to see what's in them, but you know that only one has a switch, and the others have nasty surprises. What to do? Well, apparently this woman has an idea, if the six paper dolls she pulls out have anything to say about it. She holds them up, and they begin to glow and float.*
No need to endanger your limbs. I believe I can handle this situation with much greater ease.
4.)
*The life of one so long lived allows for many more memories with each Anemoi, and yet one memory frustratingly remains out of reach...*
I cannot stand it! Hundreds of years, the life of a dedicated servant, and yet I cannot even remember the face of who I served! What sort of servant must I be that I cannot even remember my own master's face? I must have been a true failure.
*The whole of the grocery store aisle in front of you is currently blocked by extreme fluffiness -- nine fox tails, in fact. And the woman who sports them seems to be stuck in some sort of odd crisis of will.*
O-oh my! This fried tofu -- it looks so delicious! But I only have so much money to go around, it would be such a waste to pick up something like this. Still, it does look good... ah, have some self-control, Ran! There are so many more important things to buy! Oh bother.
*Enable her? If only so you can reach the damn luncheon meat.*
2.)
*Ever since she moved in, this strange youkai woman has been acting like a total den mother, cleaning up, cooking, and so on. This morning, that mound of laundry you'd been putting off for a sunny day -- maybe -- has disappeared, and you can't find it anywhere -- until you walk out on the roof and realize apparently she prefers the old fashioned method of washing and drying clothes, including YOURS.*
Ah, good afternoon! A lovely day for laundry, wouldn't you say?
3.)
*So the building you guys have been exploring has some sort of puzzle which involves six deep alcoves. You can't see into them far enough to see what's in them, but you know that only one has a switch, and the others have nasty surprises. What to do? Well, apparently this woman has an idea, if the six paper dolls she pulls out have anything to say about it. She holds them up, and they begin to glow and float.*
No need to endanger your limbs. I believe I can handle this situation with much greater ease.
4.)
*The life of one so long lived allows for many more memories with each Anemoi, and yet one memory frustratingly remains out of reach...*
I cannot stand it! Hundreds of years, the life of a dedicated servant, and yet I cannot even remember the face of who I served! What sort of servant must I be that I cannot even remember my own master's face? I must have been a true failure.
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Ahn? What is your plan?
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*She sends all of them into different alcoves. All but one of them triggers a rather nasty snapping noise.*
Like so.
2
Sure? I guess? Hey, Fox, did you take my stuff just to clean it?
[It's easy to tell what clothes are hers. It's the stuff that's either red, black, or both.]
If you did, uh... thanks?
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If you would rather I did not...
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Though, geez. The way you scold me, you sound like my mom. I think. I haven't gotten any memories of my mom back, actually... [Well geez that's awkward. Subject change time.]
... Do foxes normally do laundry? I thought they were mischievous.