Test Drive

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★ Test Drive Meme


- Post with a character you might want to play here.
- Either use one of the prompts or you can make your own.
- Have fun.

★ Prompts

1) Arrival
[Before you knew it, the world you were in had gone dark. Why or even how wasn't exactly clear, but the moment you wake up, you find that you are not where you were before. Instead there appears to be a small village, but it's dark and the people appear to not be leaving there houses anytime soon. Why weren't they? Perhaps looking around might wield results.]

2) Monster Attack
[Just outside the village creatures appear to be wondering around. If you come too close they will attack. Sharp claws swinging towards whoever crosses there path. Avoid or counter?]

3) What the hell?!
[In the woods, if one were to wonder further enough they would come across a circle and a bunch of cloak people, kneeling down and bowing down toward the center. Whatever was going on it was certainly odd.]

4) Wildcard

Comments

[capgrasdelusion]

[ He had been intent on keeping his eyes forward, but the way she moved to look at him had his gaze slipping toward her before he could stop himself. He didn't return the smile, but he did take note of her name. Freya was a lot different than the kind of names that were familiar to the guy from Brooklyn buried that was inside him.

He lingered in silence as he considered just what to tell her, but that old nickname, the one that reminded him of a past he couldn't yet understand, fell from his lips before he could conjure anything better. ]

... Bucky.

[ He felt vulnerable for having spoken that name, and his stoic expression fell for a few unshielded moments. He was fortunate in that at the very least they had the distance of metal between them. ]

[luckyescape]

[Freya's stormy gray gaze reflected a strange sort of understanding and kindness when she saw his vulnerability. She leans back slightly giving him space though keeping her hand in his. Her smile doesn't falter and her voice speaks clearly, calmly between them.]

Bucky? [Sounds like a nickname.] I like it. It suits you.

[A soft laugh escapes her lips in a puff of hair before she can stop it.] Can I call you buck? It's cute.

[Like a stag: strong, powerful, brave. It suits him.]

[capgrasdelusion]

[ He could feel her gaze on him even when he looked away and he hated that he'd let himself be exposed for even a second. How could he ever get to be anything like who he thought he was supposed to be if something as simple as sharing a name made his skin crawl?

He shot a look back down at her, brows furrowed. ]

Cute? [ He huffed. ] No. I don't do cute.

[ Somehow he had a feeling that wouldn't deter her. It sure as hell hadn't stopped Steve Rogers. ]

[luckyescape]

[Freya rolls her shoulders in a shrug, her eyes moving over to their burning torch. As she thought, the shadows are standing away from them now that Bucky is holding a light.]

What if I said it was super manly? Can I call you buck then?

[She can just come up with a new nickname all together if he's bothered by it. Freya doesn't put much stock in names but then she rarely gives her last name to those she meets. She squeezes his metal hand lightly.]

Now that we're introduced we should probably get going.

[capgrasdelusion]

Do whatever you want.

[ His voice wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either. She was right that they needed to move. He was losing focus over something petty and inconsequential. He didn't want to think about how that small gesture of kindness made him feel, either. ]

Stay close. [ After a moment, he spoke again. ] If something goes wrong take the torch and run. You're good at that, aren't you?

[ He didn't think the light would fail them, but if it did he wanted her to at least have a chance. ]

[luckyescape]

[Freya's smile slips away and her lips form a line. She doesn't know what changed but he feels more tense, more cut off. She tries not to let it bother her but she'd like the distraction from the darkness, the woods and the creepy new ambiance.]

I won't take the torch.

[Her tone is firm as if it's settled.]

I can run faster without it and if something goes wrong you'll need it or we won't have it. [Freya's logic makes perfect sense though it does little to comfort her. She releases a breath of air and then nods.] I've been running for a long time.

[She doesn't want to say more on the matter so she wants for him to start moving.]