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JULY/AUGUST TEST DRIVE MEME
You're like an angel with no wings.





Prompt A: Serious Event

In each trip a character makes from their room, they will have one random encounter with a monster (or monsters) that will attack them. Fight, team up with others, run away if you think you can, but there are monsters. Everywhere.

Prompt B: Lighter Event

The mansion is gone and now we're all camping! Women on one side of the camp and men on the other with a large picnic area in between. It's like summer camp except there are no counselors. You are in charge of making your own food and fun. If you wander too far out in the woods, you'll just get lost and wind up at the campsite again. Make s'mores! Tell spooky stories! Have fun!
Prompt C: ediS rorriM

Peace has been restored to the mirror side with the White Queen ruling, but she does have a request: get to know one another, dear mirrors. She's hosting a 1990s dance party and you're all invited. Jam out to Spice Girls and mingle.

Prompt D: Choices

Any scenario goes! Thread out your character's arrival, have them act like a long-established resident, let our past events inspire your scene, or write up literally any Wonderland-based scenario you feel like playing with.

Rules

Test drive memes go up every other month. Please note that any threads made as part of the test drive meme don't count towards your activity check, and they can't be used as samples for any future applications. Thank you for understanding, and have fun!



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Comments

[7phds]

…Yeah. Right.

[Well, someone stop the clock; Bruce has already stuck his foot in it. He idly scratches the back of his neck while she sits down. Careful, of course. Keeps her distance, but only just enough. Bruce has to wonder how much of that is for his sake.

How much is for hers.

But this won’t get any better with him fumbling around equations and words. Another glance over when she admits she hadn’t known—and coming from Natasha, that makes Bruce grin.]

It’s okay. I’m glad you’re here. Really. [Both in an immediate sense and a general one. He sets the branch aside, leans it against the log next to him, and instead clasps his hands together.] We should probably compare notes, you know? Figure out just how long it’s been since—

[Everything.]

[outstandingbalance]

You're not wrong about that. Being in Wonderland does strange things to time. People show up here, maybe no time has passed at all back home. Maybe some people are from the future.

[Business. It's easy to guide the conversation back toward work. Toward the Avengers.

There's a lot to wonder if Bruce knows.]

Did you hear about the team breaking up? Half of us are fugitives now.

[7phds]

Yeah, I heard. [Steve gave him a pretty good rundown when they weren’t being hunted by massive trash beetles. But more than that, even at home he’d gotten the short version of events from Tony.

Not that there’d been a lot of detail to go along with it. The whole looming threat of the end of the universe kind of took priority over figuring out details.]

Tony said he and Steve fell out hard. Kind of took everyone else down with them, I guess. [And so it goes. Those two had definitely been the heart and soul of the team—and Bruce had been ready to jump ship last time he’d been on earth.]

Must’ve been a crazy couple of years for you. I mean—if it has been that long.

[outstandingbalance]

Years, yeah. Though if you heard, you've been home more recently than I have. Last thing I remember is going on the run.

[And Natasha has the feeling that they'd know pretty quick if Bruce was back on the radar. They'd keep tabs.]

It's complicated. Sort of a perfect storm. I can fill you in on some of the details if you want, but sounds like you got the gist of it. [There are parts that she's never been entirely privy too, and other things that aren't hers to tell, but she knows enough.]

Sounds like you're up with Steve and Tony though.

[7phds]

[On the run, she says, and Bruce huffs out a breath without quite meaning to. Just a quiet thing, there and gone, a laugh at the irony. She’d wanted to go on the run before too. With him, and he’d wound up saying yes—except there’d been one more battle she couldn’t turn away from. One kiss, one push, and the rest—

Angry blurs of memory. Flashes. Pieces he’s slowly putting together as he pulls them out of a scream white hot light.

It’s hard not to blame her, although something in Bruce knows he shouldn’t. To hear Thor tell it, they saved the day. Saved thousands. The whole world.

The logic is simple enough.

But Bruce doesn’t always run on logic.]

I think I’ve got enough to go on. [And the truth is, Bruce kind of doesn’t want to get into that whole mess. After all, they’re trapped in some sort of pocket dimension that’s still only so big. Maybe it’s the universe’s way of throwing Tony and Steve into a closet until they fix things for themselves. Bruce can hope so, anyway. Or at least get a good nap if Tony decides to play therapy session again.

The stick that’s been poking at the ground now gets aimed towards the fire; he breaks apart a bit of log that’s been all but burned through anyway.]

Although I wasn’t exactly home for too long. Or—on Earth. [Speaking of things that are complicated. He frowns, shaking his head even though what Natasha guesses is entirely right.] But yeah. Tony’s from about the same point I am. I think Steve is too, give or take.

It’s not good, Nat. [He shouldn’t be telling her this, should he?] What’s coming for us.

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha can follow the story on his face. The fact that their last meeting, how she'd taken his choice from him, might not be entirely forgiven.

Certainly not forgotten.

She might not be proud of what she's done, but she doesn't regret it. She can't. It was a nice dream that she could be something else, but at the end of the day she puts the mission ahead of her own happiness—or Bruce's agency.]

Heard a little of that from Tony. [She follows his lead, leaving the rest unsaid.] He wasn't full of details.

I hear I change my hair. [Flippant. And an invitation to share more, if he wants.]

[7phds]

[Bruce can’t exactly blame Tony for his reticence. He’s been living with this nightmare for years; figures the guy wouldn’t want to go spreading it around. And maybe Bruce shouldn’t either; Natasha gives him the segue. Talks about her hair, and more out of gratitude than humor, Bruce favors her with a tired and thin smile.]

I haven’t made it quite that far yet. I was about to call Steve—and you—when I wound up in this place.

[But doesn’t that speak volumes? Bruce wouldn’t have a way to reach out directly. Not on his own. Silently, Bruce has to wonder if Natasha knows about the phone.

If she would know that it should’ve been in Tony’s hands, not his.]

Thanos. The guy who sent Loki, the Chitauri. [No real details, but the smile doesn’t linger. His eyes turn towards the fire, but the look on his face makes it clear he’s seeing anything but just then.] He’s making his move, and Nat—he is way beyond anything we’ve faced before.

sorry for the delay

[outstandingbalance]

[Bringing up Loki, New York, puts a damper on the mood. If they actually needed help. It's been years, but the memory stays fresh. It was too pivotal of a moment to lose sight of it.

She shakes her head.]

What happened? The way you say that, doesn't sound like he's coming with another army.