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Autumn TDM

POLYMYTHOS: AUTUMN 2021

Test Drive Meme


Ⅰ. ARRIVAL
You can read all about your character's arrival in the game lore.
The island looks very much like a cute little seaside town from New England, the sort overrun with tourists in the summer. But it’s not summer anymore, is it? No. Even on warm days the air holds a secret knife-edge of chill. Autumn is here.


The gently rolling hills beyond the little town are alive with reds and oranges and yellows, a riot of fall colours just begging to be used as the backdrop for a Hallmark movie. The town itself is likewise picture-perfect, with a bandstand in the middle of the park at the center of town where sometimes bake sales are held during the day and local concerts in the evenings. Mr. Terwilliger from nearby Terror Lake is even going to put on a one-man performance of the entire score of the H.M.S. Pinafore! Is there a church painted white with a red roof? You bet your ass there is. There’s little restaurants and corner shops that will keep you happily fed, and all sorts of little tourist shops that will keep you up to your neck in shitty keychains and postcards.

Notes:
1. Please remember to mark threads appropriately with Content Warnings when necessary.

2. These prompts are a jumping off point - how they affect your character and their development is up to you.

3. These residents of the island are normal humans. Killing them is possible and will affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation.

4. Any food is safe to eat, and is consumable by non-human entities.

5. Have fun!



Ⅱ. PSL 4EVAH
The Coffee Shop AU is an alternate universe fanfiction trope; in most cases, one of two characters is the barista, and the other is or becomes their favorite customer.

Love it? Hate it? Too bad, you’re living it.

That’s right - succumb to the siren call of pumpkin spice and walk through the doors of C’Ya Latte and you’ll find yourself either in line like a normal customer, or suddenly and inexplicably behind the counter. Hope you know how to work that milk steamer.

Regardless of what role you suddenly find yourself in, you won’t be able to leave the coffee shop until a full shift has been completed. Not unless one of you notices that the tip jar on the counter is suspiciously radiant. Thanks for the tip! reads the sign in bubbly letters that actually sparkle, and yes, it’s a clue: if one of you offers up some heartfelt advice to the other, the coffee shop doors will unlock themselves.

Notes:
1. A full shift is eight hours, regardless of what time you may have wandered into the shop. Both customer and barista are trapped for the duration.

2. Yes, the barista gets free drinks.



Ⅲ. PUMPKIN PATCH KIDS
CW: Monsters, blood
If you wander just outside of town, you’ll find a road that is lined on either side with trees displaying their autumn colours. There’s a sign reading “this way to the PUMPKIN PATCH!” with a little arrow pointing down the road, and should you take a stroll you’ll find yourself at a quaint little farm. There’s a big red barn, some goats and chickens you can go and gawk at, an apple orchard, and of course the advertised pumpkin patch.

There is a little stand set up by the entrance to the farmyard, and as you pass by the kid manning it will hand you a cellphone.

“It’s for the scavenger hunt,” she explains with a smile, also handing you a list. “You and a partner have to take a picture of each of the things, and then you come back here and you get a photo prize!”

The list reads:

- one of you holding a pumpkin! :)
- you holding hands while one of you goes down a road/path!
- feet with autumn leaves!
- apple cider or hot chocolate (you can find these at our concession!)
- something you think is truly beautiful!

If this is a little too twee for your tastes, you can of course choose instead to wander the fields of pumpkins and apples. There will be children running around right up until the sun begins to set - one little tyke in orange footie pajamas seems intent on chasing after you as you walk, ducking out of sight whenever you turn to try and see him clearly. He appears to be wearing some sort of mask, which is a little weird.

As the sun bleeds out in the western sky, the shadows of the orchard grow long and longer. If you choose to wander out that way you’ll find that the neat rows of apple trees have begun to twist and turn, creating a maze that spirals inward. Sunlight fades from bruise yellow to purple, and in the twilight you find yourself at the center of the orchard.

There is a mound of earth here. If you walk around it, you will find it’s not just any pile of dirt: it’s a barrow. There is an old, nearly collapsed entrance there just barely showing above the ground. In front of this there is a stone into which the following is carved:

“Accept this sacrifice.”

As you read the words, you feel the ground shiver beneath your feet as the barrow splits open and a creature pulls itself from the stinking womb of the earth.

It is ten feet tall with an emaciated body and a grotesquely oversized head. The skull looks pulpy, and the face is a grinning nightmare of teeth and milky white eyes. Its fingers are nearly as long as its forearms, tipped with claws that cut through flesh as easy as butter.

Looks like it’s time for you to run.

But you cannot seem to find a way out of the maze… even if you can fly. You just seem to wind up back at the center no matter what you do. And the creature is always there, moving toward you as soon as you stumble back to its grave.

Accept this sacrifice.

What could that mean? Has someone given something up for you? Now would be a great time to acknowledge it. Have you given something up for someone else, and resented it secretly all these years? Maybe time to get it off of your chest.

Or maybe you’re much more literal. Maybe you carry a sharp object everywhere you go and don’t mind spilling a little blood… yours or your companions.

Whatever you do, you better do it fast or the creature will sink its talons into you and pull you back into its final resting place.

Notes:
1. If characters complete the photo scavenger hunt, they will each receive a photograph of an important memory.

2. The only way out of the maze is to either cop to a sacrifice - the character’s or another’s - or spill some blood in front of the creature.

3. You can try to fight the creature, but it is extremely difficult to kill. It also has a tendency towards not staying dead, and might pop up again later during your visit on the island when you least expect it.

4. No, you don’t get to keep the cellphone.



Ⅳ. CRAFT FAIR
There is of course a town hall in a town this quaint, and it of course is host to a craft fair! It is, after all, right before the holidays! What holidays? Well. All of them! Look, just come get your uncle some salmon rub and your mother-in-law a candle or something.

The hall has tables end to end, and there’s plenty to buy: jams and jellies, honeys, tea blends, and even locally roasted coffee. There’s jewelry and scarves and knockoff UGGS, knitted toys and home decor that reminds you to live, laugh, and love.

There’s also a row of tables near the back of the hall where you can actually sit down and do some crafts yourself!

There’s a few stations. A lot of locals seem to be making some sort of masks out of straw and twigs and burlap - there doesn’t seem to be any room for you there, though.

More accessible and less unusual are stations to make friendship bracelets at. There’s bright coloured thread and easy to follow instructions! It’ll be fun! No, really - as you work, you’ll start to feel quite relaxed and pleasant. Whoever you’re working next to will also seem super easy to talk to. Who knows? By the end you might have a new friend to give your bracelet to.

Notes:
1. You can purchase things from the fair, but if you can’t fit it in your bag it will not come with you off-island.

2. Eavesdropping on the locals making masks, you’ll hear them talk about ‘the holidays’ a lot, but that’s the extent of it.



Greetings, prospective Travelers! Welcome to the Autumn 2021 POLYMYTHOS test drive meme and thank you for your interest in our game! Our next application round will run from August 27 - September 3, 2021. For the Autumn season, we invite you to use this TDM to explore but one of many, many islands within the Endless Isles; use it as an opportunity to introduce and familiarize yourself with the game, form connections with other characters, and just have some fun. (Perhaps while also getting some solid samples together for your application!)

Use the prompts provided below as-is or feel free to write your own set within the environment detailed in each. You're even welcome to access the network via your character's ScryWatch. While there will be some inevitable changes, TDMs may count as game canon and some islands may be revisited in the future. Be mindful of your surroundings -- you never know how you and your fellow Travelers might affect this place in the long run.

Killer idea: pumpkin spice playlists!!


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cute_hats: (Bonus Life!)

Molly Hayes | Marvel Comics

[personal profile] cute_hats 2021-08-14 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
II. (Note: Takes place after any events of III)

"C'ya Latte?!? That's totally amazing!!"

Molly giggles as she pulls the door open, setting off the jingle of the quaint little bell above. It's so retro!!! This feels like those old movies she used to watch with her parents. She looks around, taking in all of her surroundings with wide gleaming eyes. Honestly, she didn't know how she'd ended up here, or if this was a dream, or what. Her friends weren't here, and that bummed her out a little - well, a lot - but so far she'd had fun. The pumpkin patch had been so cool.

Of course, now she was pretty thirsty and had a powerful need for some caffeine or the usual lethargy that came from exerting herself would claim her. She'd gotten better at not passing out right away when she used her powers, but she still got so tired. Without friends here to catch her, she knew better than to let sleep happen by herself.

She skips right up to the counter, which she can only just peer over. "I want a PSL please!!!" Call Molly Basic if you want, but she was downright giddy at the prospect of her first PSL of the season.

While she waited, she bounced foot to foot and admired her new bracelet. It gleamed bright green at her, and she'd managed to find a cute bandana that matches it. She had no idea what it was for, but it sure was pretty.

III - A: (Because Molly is the most twee and don't you forget it.)

A Pumpkin Patch?!? Molly could not be more excited. She was an LA kid, an urban creature through and through, so she had limited experiences with farm kitsch, and this was like freaking Disneyland to her. No, better. She'd been to Disneyland. Never in her life had she gone to a legit pumpkin patch to pick out a pumpkin, do a hayride, or get her face painted with fun fall designs.

When the girl that's just a bit older than her flags her down, Molly walks over to the stand and accepts the list and starts to turn away the cell phone.

"It's okay, I have my-" She pats her pockets with the increasingly frantic motions of someone who's lost something. "Oh no!! OH NO!!! My phone!!!! I can't be here without my phone!! Nico will kill me!!! And Chase! And everyone!!" Honestly, all of her friends were pretty protective of her. Also, Molly, like any self-respecting tween, was very, very attached to her phone.

The kid talks her down, likely used to dealing with new Travelers who are just coming to realize what they did and didn't have from their previous lives. It takes a few minutes, and Molly is still chewing her lower lip by the end, but she's not freaking out and is even reading the list, growing more and more pleased with the possibilities of joy it presents.

Until she remembers something.

"But...but I don't have a partner..." Her whole face wibbles as she faces the reality of what she didn't have from her previous life that was far more important than her phone.

Unfortunately, the kid helming the scavenger hunt stand is far less well versed in dealing with this kind of loss. She starts gesturing frantically to anyone who might possibly volunteer to be a random child's partner for a scavenger hunt.

III-B: (Because Molly does so enjoy punching monsters in the face.)

Having (probably) finished the scavenger hunt, and with no chaperone of any kind, Molly has taken to wandering the fields in delight. This is pure autumnal joy right here. It is everything the city is not. This isn't to say Molly hates the city - she actually quite likes all of its amenities - but this was like wandering through something out of a fantasy novel.

Some kid in orange pajamas seems to be following her, but every time she stops to lift a hand and wave, perhaps to beckon the kid forward to play, he darts away. It just makes Molly shrug and continue her explorations.

The day grows long, the light begins to wane, and she realizes she should start getting back. She darts through some apple trees, trying to take a short cut through an orchard. Instead, the orchard swallows her up. Several confusing twists and turns later and she's at a mound of dirt.

"What the...'accept this sacrifice'? What sacrifice?"

She is thoroughly confused, and then a monster pops out.

"GAH!!!!"

Her eyes flare pink and she punches out instinctively, and the thing's chest literally caves in as it flies back and hits a tree, falling to a broken lump at the tree's base.

"Oh geez, I'm sorry I'm sorry, you surprised me, I'm sorry!!!" She runs up to the broken body of the creature and checks it out. "Please don't be dead! I didn't mean to!! You shouldn't pop out of the ground when you look scary like that!!!"
Edited 2021-08-14 23:39 (UTC)
detectivemiracle: (126)

chloe decker | lucifer

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
i. C'Ya Latte

Chloe has always had a soft spot for seasonal coffee beverages. It's just kind of her thing, so it makes perfect sense that, upon spotting a promising-looking coffee shop, she's going to slide in. She could use some caffeine, and maybe a few moments to orient herself to her new surroundings. She's definitely not in LA anymore.

She orders a nonfat PSL with soy milk - she doesn't do dairy - and smiles at the barista, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes. "You seem busy today. You guys must do pretty good business this time of year."

ii. Pumpkin Patch Horror

Chloe loves Halloween, but not like the super scary parts of it. So when she begins wandering the orchard, it seems nice and charming and cute. It's only when the sun starts to set, and she's a little lost, and the shadows lengthen, that it starts to creep her out. Rounding a corner, she spots a mound, and her senses all go on high alert.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

Her hand goes to her hip, where her gun is concealed beneath her jacket. Did something just move on the mound?

iii. Craft fair

She scans the tables, an almost-sad look on her face. Trixie would love this. She misses her daughter so much.

"I don't suppose we could take these back home with us?" she asks someone at the table where the friendship bracelets are made.

iv. Scrywatch: All Travelers

Hello? My name is Chloe. I guess this is the part where I ask where everyone is from.

v. wildcard

[ Find Chloe around the town, the bandstand, etc. Or hit me up at [plurk.com profile] frodabaggins for other ideas! ]
Edited 2021-08-16 02:38 (UTC)
detectivemiracle: (033)

III - A

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-15 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't seem to have a partner, either," a woman says from behind her. Chloe offers her a smile and a little wave, drawn perhaps to the young girl because she is - well, she's just a kid, isn't she? She might be about Trixie's age. And she really shouldn't be wandering around unsupervised. Chloe feels almost sick at the thought of Trixie in that position.

"My name is Chloe," she says, offering a hand to shake. "What's yours?"
gravity_grrl: (pretty)

Roxy Spaulding| Gen13 | OTA

[personal profile] gravity_grrl 2021-08-15 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Ⅰ. ARRIVAL:

Luckily for Roxy she was already used to a lot of bizarre things happening in her life, you couldn't be a government created superhero and not experience a slew of weird shit these days. Government goons, space aliens and even a few giant kaiju creatures had somewhat prepared her for being suddenly whisked away from her own reality. However none of those things had prepared her for somewhere so.....quaint.

"Huhn....I feel like I'm on the set of a Hallmark movie." She says as she looks around the cute little seaside town.

"....I wonder if they sell cigarettes here."

Ⅱ. PSL 4EVAH:

Snap.
Pop.
Chew chew.
Yeah she's chewing gum behind the counter, what about it?

"Welcome to C’Ya Latte, can I like, take your order?"
Sub-text: Omg please kill me

Ⅲ. PUMPKIN PATCH KIDS:

The second someone, especially a Traveler ripped away from their usual world, is given a cellphone the intelligent thing to do would be to check and see if you could call someone back home. A loved one perhaps, or even 911 if you were really desperate. Roxy meanwhile immediately uses it to look at herself via the selfie camera.

"Omg this filter is kind of cute right? Look it gives you freckles and a leaf crown." She says and moves so you are also in frame.
cute_hats: (Where is home?)

I really need to get around to watching Lucifer!

[personal profile] cute_hats 2021-08-15 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
The kid manning the stand gives Chloe the most grateful of looks. She hadn't been sure if she was about to have a bawling lost child situation on her hands or not, and if there was one thing you weren't trained for as a child manning a fun scavenger hunt stand...it was another child losing it.

Molly wasn't about to bawl or anything though. She was a big girl! Way more mature than most kids her age. She'd, like, saved the world and stuff. But she was about to have the most epic of sads. This random grownup behind her startled her and distracted her, though.

Molly turned and looked up, examining Chloe with a critical eye. On the one hand, she was not nearly so distrustful of adults as some of her friends were, especially Gert. She still missed her parents (even though they'd been super villains) and she'd stayed with her Grandma for a while (even though she'd been kind of a mad scientist type). That made her unique among the Runaways. BUT. She did still kinda view adults with a bit of a suspicious eye. Stranger Danger, and all that.

You wanna know what's powerful motivating force to get over such reservations, though? Being alone. Completely alone. On a random island with no friends and a whole pumpkin patch to explore that would not be nearly as much fun by yourself.

So after a few moments, she sticks out her hand and shakes Chloe's decisively. "Hi Chloe! I'm Molly!"

No last name, though. Don't ever give an adult your last name, Gert said. It was like giving them your password. They could use it to find you.
detectivemiracle: (199)

everyone does ;)

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-15 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's nice to meet you, Molly."

Under normal circumstances, of course, Chloe would never just approach a random child she doesn't know and start making conversation. Not that her life has been "normal" in any way for the past several years, but this is a whole new level of weird right now, and she gets the feeling this girl is in kind of the same boat - feeling adrift, anyway.

"I could use some help with this scavenger hunt, if you want to," she continues, earnest. "Do you like going to the pumpkin patch?"
cute_hats: (So freakin' cool)

I did see his cameo in the Arrowverse crossover event! THAT was brilliant.

[personal profile] cute_hats 2021-08-15 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods. Having decided upon a course of action, she was all in. Besides, if this adult proved to be untrustworthy, she could take care of herself. As long as she wasn't, like, the literal devil or anything. But even then!!! Molly had dealt with the Gibborim before, which were gods in and of themselves, so...yeah! She was good. Even if she didn't have her friends backing her up this time.

"Nice to meet you too, Miss Chloe!" She glances back at all the pumpkins and the hay bale maze in the distance and the orchard off to the side as a hay wagon goes trundling by. "No...I'm from LA. We don't have many pumpkins there. But I've seen the La Brea Tar Pits!! Which isn't as pretty, but it IS pretty cool."

Molly holds out the list of things they're supposed to do and the phone. "I think this could totally work out. You're taller than me, so you can get the good angles and we can WIN!"

The girl at the stand clears her throat a little behind Molly and says, "Um, everyone's a winner if you get all of the pictures!"

"We'll win HARDER!" Hey, a little competition always made it more fun.
detectivemiracle: (137)

it's worth your time :)

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-15 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think, you know, as long as we have fun, that's the same as winning," Chloe remarks easily. There's a kind of assurance in the way she interacts with children that only comes with being a parent herself.

And she's definitely not the devil. She's just dating him.

"I take my daughter to a pumpkin patch every year," she adds as they set out on their quest. "Her name is Trixie. She loves carving Jack-O-Lanterns. She also thought the La Brea Tar Pits are super cool, though. I bet you two would like each other."
kyley_b: (RL tie)

iii: a fair of crafts

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-08-16 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
A shock of intensely curly red hair lifts, revealing that yes, there's a guy underneath it. "I dunno about HOME-home," he says. "But if you can fit something in the bag they gave you, you can at least take it to the next island."

He looks back down at his friendship bracelet. "Oh my god, this is so ugly. A fucking five-year-old could do this better than me."
kyley_b: (RL stubborn)

III

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-08-16 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
You're gonna have to tilt that camera up a ways, Roxy.

"Oh, god, like I need freckles," Kyle mutters. The filter IS kind of cute, though. By virtue of having walked in behind her, he supposes now that they're supposed to be partners for this little hunt.

"Are you actually gonna do this scavenger thing?"
gravity_grrl: (sweet)

[personal profile] gravity_grrl 2021-08-16 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
She glances behind her at the tall redheaded boy and grins, waving at him to stoop down to her level so he can be in the picture. The filter does indeed give them both a crown of golden leaves and impossibly perfect freckles.

"We look so cuuuuute." She says and takes a few photos before pocketing the camera and turning her attention fully to her new partner.

"Duuuuh of course. She said there was a prize, you wanna come with me?"
kyley_b: (RL sweet boi)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-08-16 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle finds himself smiling a little bit in response. "I mean, I wasn't gonna, but..." But what? He shrugs. "Yeah, sure. Fuck it."

He studies the list the girl at the entrance had handed him. "You're new, huh? I'm Kyle."
knivesoutmaze: (dead eye)

1. -- 5B, post episode 9 (for now :P)

[personal profile] knivesoutmaze 2021-08-16 04:30 am (UTC)(link)

Maze isn't sure where the fuck she is, but when she hears Chloe's voice ordering some sort of glittery, angel-forsaken drink, she at least knows whose fault all this is.

Lucifer. It's always Lucifer's fault. Inevitably.

When she turns around she's at a bar, but not a normal bar. It's a bar with caffeinated drinks, and milk machines, and she's wearing an awful hat and some gross apron, but she's got a score to settle so abysmal fashion isn't the highest priority to her right now.

She shoves whatever cashier/barista Chloe is talking to out of the way. "What did he do this time?!"

gravity_grrl: (pretty)

[personal profile] gravity_grrl 2021-08-16 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"That's the spirit!" She says with a grin as they head off in search of their scavenger items.

"And yeah, I'm fresh off the boat as they say." She says, "Name's Roxy."
Edited 2021-08-16 04:33 (UTC)
kyley_b: (RL sweet boi)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-08-16 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Good to meet you." He pauses to look around. "Okay, it says we need a picture of autumn leaves with feet. Which is the most lameass Instagram shit I've EVER heard. But that's probably the easiest thing straight off of the bat." Why yes, he's going to be organised about this.
Edited 2021-08-16 04:41 (UTC)
gravity_grrl: (doyouknow)

[personal profile] gravity_grrl 2021-08-16 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Which one of us has better shoes?" She asks and looks down at their feet, "Because whoever has cuter shoes should be in the photo."
kyley_b: (RL summertime)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-08-16 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I just bought some boots, thank god," he says. "Because I am sick to death of running around in whatever clothes the islands give us." He shows her - they are brown, and practical, and pretty ugly.
cute_hats: (Default)

I shall add it to the list! It's dangerous because that Lucifer is probably my type of character.

[personal profile] cute_hats 2021-08-16 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Spoken like a true adult," Molly returns, giving Chloe a wry look. But there's affection there too. It's absolutely something her parents would have said, and the memory makes her happy.

As she reads the list over again, she sticker her tongue out a little in thought. The first one was easy, they just had to decide who would hold the pumpkin. The second...how to get a picture of them holding hands? The next two were super easy, basically gimmes. And the last one...they had to find something beautiful enough to be worth the picture. That would be the best challenge.

"Wait, you do?" Her comments about her daughter caught up to Molly. "AND she's been to the tar pits? Are you from LA too, or have you just visited?"

As she talks, she starts walking purposefully towards the pumpkins. The first is easy, but they definitely have to find the best pumpkin for a picture.
gravity_grrl: (serious)

[personal profile] gravity_grrl 2021-08-16 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
"..... You can buy stuff?" Roxy asks and then looks down at her outfit of skinny jeans, Uggs and black knitted sweater.

"Well shit. Oh well, good thing I look adorable in basic bitch attire." She says and takes out the cellphone, moving so she can get a good picture of Kyle's feet.

"We'll still use your boots though, they look better against the leaves. Even if they are kind of farmer Brown-ish."
faithfulson: (What no?!)

Luke Skywalker | Star Wars (Imperial AU) | OTA

[personal profile] faithfulson 2021-08-16 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[[ooc; short version, this Luke is from an AU where Vader discovered him when he was a kid, proceeded to blue screen, before yeeting him into an Imperial Academy as far away from the Emperor as possible. The Imperial propaganda machine didn't quite work on Luke despite growing up in the middle of it, and while he comes to join the Navy, he strongly believes there's a lot that needs to be changed in the Empire, something he hopes to be able to do from within.]]

[ Arrival ]
Luke still felt shaken as he stepped foot on the almost idyllic little island, and it wasn't from the slight chill in the air. He knew he had a large destiny ahead of him -- the massive man he had to call his commanding officer and pretend he wasn't related to was a constant reminder of this -- but being reminded that he wasn't doing it right felt like a slap in the face. Apparently trying wasn't good enough for the greater universe, and he found his gaze drifting from his quaint surroundings to the orange band around the wrist of his prosthetic. It... felt bad, like whatever it was that dragged him here was judging him harshly for his actions and reactions. Of course, he couldn't know that for sure, but it still made him feel awful.

A faint, frustrated noise escaped from him after a moment, and he stubbornly shoved the band up as far as it could go, careful not to snag it on part of the metal, before snapping his sleeve down over it.

"They could have at least let me keep my compression gauntlet," he grumbled to himself, absently flexing his metal fingers, and not paying attention to anyone that may have overheard him.

[ PSL 4EVAH ]
The only reason he entered the shop was because he saw someone leaving with a steaming cup of what could only be caff. With everything that had happened at Jedha before ending up in this place, and everything that was this place, the thought of a warm drink filled with miraculous energy was like a siren's call for him. Being able to get such Force blessed liquid for himself was one thing.

Suddenly finding himself behind a counter, with someone giving him an order he only understood the caff part of, was another thing entirely.

"Y-you want a what?" he squeaked out, looking around at the various tools and machines behind the counter, and feeling more helpless now than he ever had while in the middle of a galaxy spanning war.

Help!

[ Pumpkin Patch Kids ]
Luke had never been in a place that was so crisp in the autumn months. The Academy on Prefsbelt IV was either really cold or really hot depending on the time of year, thanks to it being nestled in the middle of the mountains, and both Tatooine and Mustafar were just hot. Breathing the air here was like taking a bite out of fruit that came fresh from the chiller, and it was oddly refreshing in the same way. For the moment, he felt like a kid again, and the actual kids that were playing around helped. He found himself smiling for the first time in awhile, running around and joining in their fun, and trying not to be too creeped out by the masked child he could just see on the edges of his vision every now and then.

He didn't realize until the kids had disappeared and the sky was burning orange that he had no idea where he was.

"Kriff," he swore under his breath as he tried to reach out to the Force for guidance, but it felt... twisted, muddled; almost like the Force itself was just as lost as he was. He shook his head, cupping his hands around his mouth and calling out, "Is anyone out there?!"
detectivemiracle: (191)

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-16 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe frowns faintly at the crafts, and shakes her head. Too bad. She'd like to show Trixie.

But at the second comment, she laughs faintly. "Depends on the five-year-old. When mine was five, all she wanted to do was draw aliens."
detectivemiracle: (184)

nice - this one's tentatively about 5x15!

[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maze." Chloe's eyebrows go up in surprise as she glances around, as if to try and spot someone else she might know from home. She also goes on alert, the demon's words bringing to mind, well - the other twin.

"Michael? He's here?"
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[personal profile] detectivemiracle 2021-08-16 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm from LA," Chloe says with a smile. "Lived there all my life. This place is a little chilly for me, I don't know about you."

She's used to sunshine, beaches, palm trees, and the chilliest days never dropping below 60.

"Do you want to hold the pumpkin?" she asks. "I can take the picture, you just pick out the one you think is best."
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[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-08-16 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
It's for similar reasons that Anders finds himself stepping through the door of this strange little shop - although the thought process trends in an entirely different direction. He knows what coffee is, of course, but he's never had any that was worth the brewing (and even then, it was something far rarer than not). Whatever's in those delightfully steaming cups the other patrons are carrying out doesn't remind him of it in the least. Though that's another mark in its favor, here.

Odd that there's no line anymore when he steps up to the counter, though the customers trailing out seemed almost constant, from the other side. Still, he's used to odd here, by now, and that's not enough to bother him— Nor is the unexpectedly timid response from the man behind the counter.

"A whatever-that-was," he reiterates, pointing over his shoulder to a retreating patron and their drink, as the bell chimes over the coffee shop's door again. "Or maybe two. What's in them, anyway?"

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