royalooc | Test Drive Meme #4: Season of Ripening

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If you're new here – hi, hello, welcome! This is your chance to give your potential character a little test run and see how they might fit into the world of Rosavelle. You can find all the relevant info over on our Navigation Page, so take a peek if you need to get caught up on the setting, rules, or just want to gnaw on the worldbuilding a bit.

This TDM is non-canon to the game overall, but feel free to treat individual threads or CR as canon between characters if everyone involved agrees. We've included some prompts and locations below to help spark ideas, but as always, feel free to go off-script and go ham!

The shift in weather Ripening brings to Rosavelle is impossible to ignore. The air grows heavy and thick with humidity that clings to basically everything and unlike the passing showers of earlier seasons, rain now arrives in frequent and stormy bursts - sudden downpours that sweep through the streets and canals with little warning, soaking everything in their path. It rarely rains without pause, but clear skies offer little relief. As the weeks pass, the rising heat turns each shower into lingering mugginess, leaving the whole island feeling stifling. Hope you enjoy being overhheated and damp all the time!!!

It's not all doom and gloom, thankfully. True to the season’s name, fruits begin to swell and sweeten on their branches, with the first harvests ready by midseason - a sure sign that Ripening is well underway.

By now you've likely found your footing in the ebb and flow of island life and you know how things go around here: when someone needs a little warmth, a little effort, or a little magic, the people of Rosavelle come together - and that includes you!

PROMPTS

Honey Downpour

The beekeepers of Primavain are in a panic: the relentless rain has driven their hives into overproduction and now thick, golden honey is starting to pour from the combs in a tremendous waste of hard work and delicious treats! The bees themselves are docile (if a bit reluctant to exit their homes), but the situation is rapidly getting out of hand. Volunteers are needed to help harvest excess honey, redirect curious crowds and maybe convince a few stubborn bees to relocate. Or, if you're less helpful, you could always sample a bit… purely for quality control purposes, of course.
The Drip-Drop Duel

Somewhere in the Castle Grounds, an extremely niche and equally petty disagreement has escalated. Two scholars, both convinced they have perfected the superior rain-deflection Bloomcraft, have taken to demonstrating their work in increasingly dramatic fashion. And now there’s a localized "dueling" ground where rain refuses to fall normally, instead redirecting itself in arcs, spirals, or suspiciously targeted torrents. Spectators are gathering, bets are being placed, and volunteers are being roped in to test the limits of each spell. Step in to assist, sabotage, or simply survive the increasingly creative ways water is being weaponized.
Puddle Predictions

Something odd is happening in the streets of Bellvine Hill: certain rain puddles have started reflecting things that aren't actually there. A clear sky where there should be clouds, a stranger standing just behind you when you’re quite certain you’re alone or fleeting glimpses of moments that haven’t happened yet but will do in just a few moments. Naturally, this has drawn a crowd. Some are treating it like a game, trying to find the strangest reflections, while others are attempting to interpret what they see. Pair up to compare visions, test which puddles are the most reliable (if any) or dare each other to act on what you glimpse. It’s probably harmless. Probably.
Runoff Relay

With the heavy rains feeding into the canals, the water flow through Marelys has picked up speed, carrying with it all sorts of debris from upriver-driftwood, stray fishing gear, and the occasional very confused fish. The dockhands have organized a cooperative effort to intercept anything useful before it's swept out to sea, forming a chain of volunteers along the canal's edge to catch, grab, and pass things along. It's efficient! It's practical! It's also turned into a slightly competitive relay, with different teams trying to outdo each other in speed and quantity. The victor doesn't seem to get anything more than bragging rights, but isn't that what competition is really about at the end of the day?
Canal Critter Convoy

The rising waters have displaced more than just goods - small canal creatures have started turning up in all the wrong places. Tiny fish in fountains, curious crustaceans in market stalls and at least one very indignant waterbird refusing to vacate a bakery doorway. A coordinated effort is underway to gently relocate these wayward critters back to their proper habitats. You can help catch and carry them, guide them along flooded pathways, or simply keep them calm (easier said than done) until more help arrives.
Leaky Greenhouse Blues

The Everbloom's Greenhouse is not supposed to leak. It is, in fact, famously not supposed to leak. And yet, with the relentless rains of Ripening bearing down on the glasswork overhead, a series of suspicious drips have begun appearing in the most inconvenient places possible. Now the gardeners alike scrambling to catch the leaks before delicate plants get overwatered (or worse, offended). Volunteers are welcome to help patch things up, hold buckets in increasingly awkward positions, or attempt to soothe particularly dramatic flora that have decided this is a personal slight. Just try not to track mud everywhere - some of these plants hold grudges.
The Overripe Affair

The Season of Ripening means abundance but someone may have gotten a little too enthusiastic. A Primavain orchard has produced fruit so perfectly ripe that it's started to… burst. Not rot, not spoil - just gently (and sometimes not so gently) popping open under the pressure, releasing sticky-sweet juice and an almost intoxicating fragrance into the air. It's drawing crowds, insects, and more than a few opportunistic snackers, and the orchard keeper is at their wit's end. Help harvest the fruit before it explodes, find creative ways to contain the mess, or just brave the chaos and see how many you can catch mid-pop. Fair warning: you will get sticky. There is no avoiding it.

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Eh? But wouldn't that make the water super cold?

[Yuno follows behind her, a towel wrapped around her body, dipping her feet into the water.]

C'mon~ It's actually quite nice and toasty. I promise that you won't hate it!

[She doesn't know that, in actuality. But she is perfectly fine as she sinks into the water, a hand over her chest—so Yayoi should be as well, right?]

Edited 2026-04-09 07:59 (UTC)

[Yayoi is also doing her best to cover herself with a towel. Unfortunately, once she's out of unflattering gardening garments, it's quite clear that she... well, she has an extremely top-heavy figure, let's say. So she's trying to hold the towel over her with one arm, as she just sort of. Rushes over and immediately sinks into the water up to her chin, like she's trying to hide.]

I guess... People say something about sweating being good for building up an appetite?

[She wishes she had Simran's power to make people not look at her right about now...]

[If it helps, Yuno's eyes are fixed to the water, sinking deeper into the hot spring, looking as though she'll happily fall asleep like this.]

People do say that... But working up a sweat is so unpleasant! [Yuno pouts.] I always need a shower afterwards, or else, I'll feel all gross...

[It'd also put a permanent damper on her mood.

Now that they are like this, Yuno is decidedly less peppy, relaxing into the water with heavy lidded eyes.]

You know, even though I like Rosavelle better... It's not all that different from the place I grew up in.

Really? Exercise is fun, though...

[jock brain says what.

She listens, though, glancing over in surprise.]

Really? Are you from... What's it called. France? People've said this place is like France.

[France... Huh...]

Yuno is from Japan, Tokyo! [She offers Yayoi a cheerful peace sign. Two of them, actually.] And, Yuno has never been overseas... My mother would have loved to see me off to study abroad, but y'see, I don't really have the right aptitude for it~

Exercise is okay. I don't like it, but I don't hate it, either...

[Oops. She has to remember to hold up the towel with her hands yet again. Wouldn't do to accidentally flash someone she's just gotten to know.]

I'm from Tokyo, too, but... How's Rosavelle like Tokyo? Rosavelle's way better.

[As far as she can tell, they're not really similar in any way. But, on the other hand, her experience back on Earth was decidedly unusual.]

Eh? Really!? [Yuno exclaims, unsubtle in her expression, in a way that feels almost dramatised.] I mean... I can't speak for rural Japan, but there's hot springs, and bathhouses, and...

[..The similarities end there, really. Realising her blunder, she brings her fist to her head, doing a tehepero. Unironically.

Life is dead serious, and she's alive silly.]

But, I agree. Rosavelle is way, way better.

[Huh. Something about Yuno is reminding Yayoi of Ai. But what is it? Is it that airhead cuteness, that effortless girliness both of them have? Or is there something deeper to it?

... Maybe Yuno just also reminds her of a bunny. Maybe that's it.]

Yeah, I'm a city girl, I've never left Tokyo before this place. Can't say what the countryside is like...

I miss ramen, though.

[They are both so very 🐇 bnuuy...]

Then we're one and the same! [Yuno smiles.] And, uwa—there's no ramen? Really? Tis' a travesty...!

This injustice shan't stand...! I am sure that, if there's many people from Tokyo in Rosavelle, we can probably recreate ramen...!

...Hopefully.

[Don't be so ominous about it.]

[Maybe bunnies are tasty. Maybe she should ask for bunny meat at the grill place.]

... Why are you talking like that? Anyway, I don't think they have the right kind of wheat here...

[CANNIBALISM... IN FRONT OF HER...? How cruel...

...Not like Yuno would mind, actually.]

I think it's funny! [Comes the peppy reply, cheerful.] And... aw, shucks. They have fruits and vegetables bursting from how ripe they are by the dozens, but the moment it comes to wheat for noodle dough, they skimp out on the variety?

I guess. Maybe it's the climate...?

I don't really know enough. I should've asked the old man more about how to make it when I still went by his shop...

The old man? Who is that?

[Don't make an inappropriate joke don't make an inappropriate joke don't make an inappropriate joke don't make an inappropriate joke don't make an inap]

Do you have family here in Rosavelle?

[She all but chokes at the question, coughing a bit to regain her composure.]

Hell no. The old man is just the owner of a ramen shop I went to a lot when I was a brat. Mutekimen. Best ramen in the world.

[If Yayoi choked at that, who knows how she would have reacted to her original joke. It's a shame, really. An opportunity missed.

But she's trying to be a good girl right now. And that means: no freaking out people for fun nor profit. Pity.]

That sounds nice. I have never appreciated Japanese food this much, until now.

"The grass is also greener on the other side"... or something.

Huh? Ramen's Chinese food, isn't it? Ramen joints always have those Chinese-looking decorations...

[she's not very good at this.]

Test Drive Meme #4: Season of Ripening

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One last tag... I am heading off to bed...

sleep well!

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