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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]

…Guess the other guys are on break. [It’s stupid and doesn’t make any sense, which means it’s a pretty perfect summary for the situation at hand. Bruce runs a hand through his hair as he stares wide-eyed at Steve, curls briefly flattening before stubbornly popping back up once his fingers have passed.

But there is good news, apparently. Tony being here is pretty comforting, considering the situation last time Bruce saw him. Before he can get anything out in that regard, however, Steve points out that it’s not just the three of them.]

Nat’s here too? [Oh hell. Bruce purses his lips, head dipping down for a moment as he takes stock of—well. His dirty clothes, the smell of dead bug, that lingering sense of dread. He needs a beat or two before he can swallow. Before he can look up at Steve again.]

Let’s head upstairs first. [Funny as it might sound, seeing Tony might help ground him. More than seeing Natasha just now, he thinks.]