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Test Drive Meme #4: Season of Ripening
TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to the Royal Decree Test Drive Meme!
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!
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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[Even as she offers occasional, mousey bites when Soundwave doesn't look that hard. She's not a big eater, to be honest, but she's quite greedy herself...
As she freely admitted.]
What date would it want to be? [Mouth in a quick v, she shoots Soundwave a barrage of questions.] Want it to be a holiday? An important date, to the world at large, or maybe yourself? Maybe not Christmas, so you don't only get one gift a year... Ah, and it shouldn't be days like April 1st and February 29th! Those would be quite unfortunate, too...
[She really can talk in circles, if allowed to run freely. It's one of her charm points.
Or maybe not. Some prefer her to be quiet. It's a matter that can easily be fixed with money, really.]
I am fine~ [Yuno waves her hand, dismissive.] You did all the hard work back there, after all.
[She doesn't like the idea of eating something someone else has already touched. That's... gross. And whilst childish, the thought of the indirect kisses were not comforting, either.
She'll cross that bridge if she ever gets there.
Outwardly? No-show. All sunshine and sparkles on her face, perfectly seamless.
She could do this all day.]
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If you say so.
[He'll enjoy the yummy sandwich, then. The thought of it potentially being gross or that it's an indirect kiss doesn't cross his mind, even when she teased the latter to him earlier. Though he probably won't ask for more bites of her dessert... And she said she's hungry herself, so...
While he enjoys his fruit sando, he is trying hard to think of a month... An important date, huh.
His eyes turn towards the window beside him, looking up at the gray sky. Looks like it's about to start raining, huh... Ah.]
July. [He turns back to Yuno.] July 30th. It's the date when we began constructing a space station. A commune for those who feel displaced due to conflict or lack a sense of belonging.
[The start of the Decepticon new home for peace.]
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[Yuno smiles at that—gentle, kind. Tilting her head happily, she nods, a hand against her face.]
Is that a nice occasion? I hope so. Now, every time it is July 30th, you can treat yourself and reminisce over that day fondly!
Huhu.
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[Not everyone sees it as home as he does and other Decepticons, but it is a start.]
What do you do during a.... Birthday?
[Guess who's never been to one.]
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You have birthday cake, celebrate it with friends and loved ones, who get you a birthday gift... You put a candle on the cake, and blow it out after everyone has sang "Happy birthday", and you make a wish you don't tell anyone as you do it!
[It sounds simpler than it is in actuality, like that.]
Depending on the culture, people always have other birthday traditions... Some cook specific dishes, et cetera, et cetera...
Sometimes, back in Tokyo, you could get money from grown ups for your birthday! Isn't that wonderful?
[Of course, she doesn't say what sort of adults she spent her last few birthday with...]
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Could also get money, huh.]
Money... Sounds like an easy way to get yourself bribed or be in debt to someone.
[Or maybe that's just his cynical ass talking.]
2/2
[Seriously, he's like a kid with a major sweet tooth.]
Might leave the thread at this!
[Unless you are being rude, that is. But Yuno doesn't say that.
Smiling at Soundwave's enthusiasm, she tilts her head, playful.]
More sandos it is! Yunyun is magnanimous, and shall pay for all of them herself!
[Maybe she's getting ahead of herself, but...
She's simply paying back what she's owed. An eye for an eye, or something...
And Soundwave making cute faces is enough of a reward for the measly pocket change her gigs earn her.]
great thread! thaanks~
[If anything, Soundwave feels like he should be paying back Yuno's generosity.
But for now, he'll enjoy all the sandos she's willing to pay much with appreciation. Quietly and happily munching them.]