TEST DRIVE MEME

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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i will be sure to have her wrapped in kleenex.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha makes a face. how am i eavesdropping? but she doesn't bother to ask. rudy's special in the worst kind of way sometimes. both of them. she wonders if there's two of them so the special is evenly split. ]

[ turning to rudy too, she shakes the coffee in her own hand. ] I'm going to drink it. [ she arches her brow, argumentative: ] Does that mean I'm disgusting?

She'll need it.

[thearseman]

[Rudy Too looks uncomfortable at the confrontation. His faces twitches slightly, glancing between the coffee and Alisha.]

Did you see anything spit in it?

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha arches her brow. ] Do you think I'd drink something someone spat in?

[ seriously, rudy. she's getting ready to punch him. hence: questions for questions, no answers. ]

[thearseman]

Of course not. That's not stopping him, though. [He edges back from her a little. Just to be on the safe side.]

You're being ridiculous. [Rudy shakes his head at Too, then leans towards Alisha dropping his voice to a stage ridiculous.] He's being ridiculous.

[Because he totally couldn't hear that, right? He takes an extra large gulp of coffee, mostly to spite himself, then raises his voice back to its usual volume.]

Don't listen to him. He's just being paranoid. [He shoots himself an offended look.] D'you see what you've done to her? You've gone and upset her. You're a miserable prick, you are. You really are.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ back up, bitch. ]

I'm not upset! [ she is, though. is he calling her disgusting? why is she being overly sensitive to what rudy thinks of her? oh, right, she's sort of dead. she'd like to be remembered for good things, like … ]

[ we'll come back to that. ]

Just because you think the worst in people doesn't actually make it true. [ she'd cross her arms but coffee. she glances to rudy prime, nodding her head slightly in belated agreement at his comment, and then turns her guns back onto rudy too. ] You're being fucking ridiculous. It's just fucking coffee!

[thearseman]

Yours is just coffee. His isn't.

[He shoots a pointed look at Rudy One whose jaw drops despite this being an ongoing argument and this being far from the first time he's heard it.]

So now you're calling me disgusting? I am not disgusting. [He turns to Alisha for back up. She'll support him, right? ] Alisha, tell him. Tell him I'm not disgusting.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha arches her brow and chooses this moment to drink her coffee. she doesn't particularly like lying, especially not in a situation where she'll contradict herself seconds later. ]

[ and she pulls a face, almost poking her tongue out. ] Fucking disgusting. Only drink that shit if you hate yourself.

[ drink up, rudy. ]

[thearseman]

I hate him. Does that count?

[He'll assume yes and drain most of the rest.]

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha thinks to toss her coffee, but she crosses her arms and uses it as something like a bouncing ball instead. her hip juts out and so does the cup. ]

Does that mean you hate yourself?

[thearseman]

No. Of course not. I fucking love meself.

[God, Alisha. Why is that such a hard concept to understand?]

[aphrodisiacs]

[ she doesn't need rudy to tell her that he loves himself. it's quite clear in how he goes on about his cock and his prowess in bed. ]

[ or lack of both. ]

[ she uses her coffee as if it's a pen, gesturing with it in his direction. her eyes are narrowed. ] But you hate him, yeah? [ she points at rudy too. ]

[thearseman]

[See. Now she's getting it. He nods decisively at where Rudy Too is slumped, watching them both sulkily.]

Him? Yeah. Him I hate.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha tries hard not to laugh, instead, she schools her features into something of a blank canvas. her brows crease together, though, and her tone morphs into a you're dumb. ] Isn't he you?

[thearseman]

No! Yes.

[Their answers come at the same time, both equally insistent. Rudy looks at his other self in disbelief, then shakes his head.] No.

[Rudy Too continues to look at Rudy with a steady, disapproving expression.] Yes.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha wishes she had popcorn or a good soft drink to enjoy this going down. she tries her best not to smile. ]

So, if he's you, and you're him — and you [ she points a knuckle at rudy prime ] hate him [ she nods to rudy too ] — that means you hate yourself, yeah?