March - April Test Drive Meme

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➞ Post with a character you wish to test drive in this game's setting.
➞ Tag other people's starters and thread out shenanigans!
➞ Invite your friends! Try out new characters! Come play with us!
➞ Have fun!

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CHECK OUT ALL THE LOCATIONS WE HAVE AVAILABLE IN:

JOHTO | KANTO | SEVII ISLANDS

Feel free to make various prompts in multiple locations!

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Comments

[legalize_kyawoo]

[She watches him over the top of her fan, eyes narrowing even further--until they're bright, red-irised slits.]

Oh? Your 'fine' is really so loud and lonesome....? How sad!

[There is no sympathy in her voice as he flounders, any composure or dignity he could have held onto the floor in pathetic pieces. On the contrary, she sounds bright and coy.

However, this does not mean she's feeling sympathetic. But maybe she can make this work in her favour... she could have a little fun and make herself feel better. Whether or not it makes Licorice Cookie feel any better is a separate matter.

She snaps her fan shut with swift grace, picking up the sad cardboard 'scythe' 'blade' in her free hand and standing up in one fluid motion before spreading the fan once more to hide her--was that a smile? or a frown? it was too fast to tell... well, it hides her mouth, anyway.]

Why don't you try me? I'm not just any Cookie! I'm just full of surprises.

[Alternatively, you could at least try to be quieter.... right now, you're making yourself her problem either way.]

[rancorice]

H-hey!

[Is that at her commentary, or her snatching his scythe up before he could? Maybe both! Either way, he looks utterly put off and not the least bit pleased by any of this—until he realizes what she just said.

Cookie.

She's a cookie! His expression melts away to something more profound, addled by hopeful bewilderment as he stares at her with wide eyes for a moment too long. A moment long enough for Schwarzwälder to wiggle free of Licorice's grasp and plop on his butt on the ground. It's a beat of a second before the little guy is zigzag-ZOOMING all over the place.

Licorice doesn't pay him any mind, not when his hands are now free to jab a finger in Kumiho's direction.]

Wait, wait! You are a cookie, too?!

[legalize_kyawoo]

[There's no mistaking the way she lights up at that question. It only lasts a couple of seconds, but it's there. She even drops the fan from her face for it. ]

Of course I'm a Cookie!

Do I look like I was meant to be Meat?

[As soon as she asks that, she looks slightly alarmed--or maybe despairing--before her eyes squint up from the smile she again hides behind her fan. She's still got the piece of his pathetic cardboard 'scythe' in hand, but her eyes are on Licorice Cookie, her stare expectant.]