[MEME] TEST DRIVE

[wolfintheattic]

THIS IS A POST WHERE I THROW NEW MUSES AND THEN BEG MY FRIENDS TO HELP ME TEST THEM OUT.

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Pearl | Steven Universe

[lovedherthemost]

Flowey / Asriel | Undertale

[vegetablelamb]

_{[Just specify which you want!]}

Toriel | Undertale

[begoodmychild]

Dr. Alphys | Undertale

[seaweedsundae]

[animeisrealright]

It had been probably something like weeks since that eventful cooking lesson that Undyne had TOTALLY WON, NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAID ABOUT IT NOT BEING A COMPETITION, and Undyne was spending her morning doing..... what she had done every day since then. Before her training, which she was ever diligent about, she went to the spot where her house was and just watched it.

It was still on fire.

Even after weeks.

Of burning.

It was still burning.

And she was still watching it.

[seaweedsundae]

The sound of little lizard rain boots on stone echo up the cavern. The big move to the surface was An Undertaking and even now, weeks later, some monsters were still needing help. It looked like one monster in particular really needed help.

Alphys wrung her claws together as she stood in Undyne's shadow and watched the house burn. It was kind of...cool...how it was still burning. Like an ETERNAL FLAME to commemorate the great battles that had taken place the night all monsters went free! Ooooh if only she could draw half as well as she could build things! She could write a whole manga about that!

Oh wait. All her things were in there. She probably felt horrible about it! Her weapons, her teacups, her second piano! And here she was thinking about human cartoons again.

"U-Undyne? Are you okay?"

[animeisrealright]

Oh, sure, Undyne's things had been in there, but she still had a spear and armor and stuff. She didn't keep literally all her weapons in her house.

That would have just been silly. Especially in light of recent fire-related developments. The teacups, though. That was a loss. But really, the more important thing was...

"This house. It is still burning. Even after all this time." She looked down for a moment, her fists clenching in a reflexive emotional moment.

"SUCH STRENGTH. THESE MATERIALS.. STILL STANDING EVEN WHILE, INSIDE, THE STRUCTURE BURNS WITH ETERNAL FIRE."

//BURSTS IN

[mttbrandlegs]

Mettaton was way past-due for a break. Even though he was a robot and therefore didn't need to sleep or take regulated breaks like a normal person (just for charging his battery here and there), he did still take a rest from time to time.

Good gracious. If he didn't, his backlog would be so thorough that he'd need to stop running shows just to get through it. No thanks!

Besides which he seemed to be having some internal and external malfunctions. The least worrisome of these included his wheel rattling in place as well as squeaking. The squeaking he could maintenance himself with lubricant, but Alphys would need to swap his internal ball bearing or else the whole wheel would go bad with time!

Furthermore, Mettaton's core temperature was experiencing spikes that weren't related to Hotland's ambient temperature, and that was no good. He'd fry his circuits if he didn't get that fixed.

"Alphys!! Alphys darliiiing~ I need yoooouuuu!!!" he called as he made his way deeper into her lab. Likely the lizardlike monster was curled around her computer, watching anime. SIGH.

[seaweedsundae]

Alphys looked up from her work station, a long ribbon of noodles dangling from her mouth. Her tail curled up in alarm and knocked over a pyramid of empty soda cans which went clattering and rolling.

"Mettaton! I didn't know you were going to-to-the place is a mess!"

She quickly paused her most recent viewing of Adelade Battle Babe and sat her instanoodles aside.

[mttbrandlegs]

See? He was totally right!! Alphys was such a huge nerd.

"Oh, nevermind darling, nevermind!" he said dismissively as he squeakily wheeled himself over. Alphys would likely be able to feel the heat radiating off of his outer casing once he got closer. "Do you really think I care about your mess~? It's fine!! Besides I have a problem you need to fix!! I'm overheating and that's sort of important!! Important that it doesn't happen!"

Clearly, the entertainment bot was most worried about damaging his body. He isn't blaming it on Alphys, but he is putting it on her to fix.

[coeurporeal]

(( this is literally the latest thing ever but would you wanna do a thing ))

Sans | Undertale

[ketchupwithyalater]

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY RANDOM

[puzzlesandpasta]

SAAAAAANS!!! What are you doing at home?! You should be out doing your jobs!

[Your brother is disgusted at you, you lazy layabout. Don't just sit there on the couch. It is midday, a time ripe for the sentry-ing!]

[ketchupwithyalater]

_{[Sans is stretched out on the sofa--or as stretched out as somebody as squat as he can be--with his feet propped up on one of the arms. He parts his fuzzy slippers to see his brother's livid face.]}

I am doing my job.

[puzzlesandpasta]

No you aren't! Your job isn't to lay there! Your job is to look out for humans! There are no humans in our house!

If you are here, I see no reason why you can't at least make yourself useful, Sans! Pick up your room!!

[He's been in there. He regrets every second.]

Asgore | Undertale

[lousywithnames]

James Sunderland | Silent HIll 2

[gotaletter]

Mae Borowski | Night in the Woods

[motherofvermin]

Thread 4 Kit

[motherofvermin]

"Hmm."

This hadn't gone how she'd planned--though, to use that phrase, it would require there to actually have been a plan, which there wasn't. Mae Borowski dangled perilously from a power line high above the city street just one block down from the corpse of Pastabilities. She refused to acknowledge it as anything else, no matter what sham of a restaurant inhabited its holy bones.

She kicked her feet idly, and looked at her snow boot which had fallen and was now slowly being covered in soft powder.

If she hung on long enough, there would be enough snow to (probably) break her fall.

[foolishwren]

CRONCH chunch crunsh squeak cronch.

Hark! The telltale sound of someone trudging through a thin layer of freshly-fallen sidewalk snow.

A small dark figure in a coat and a pom-pom hat approaches!

And then... stops, in front of the boot.

Because oh.

That sure is a boot just lyin' there.

And then, very slowly, the figure looks up.

And says "Oh," but this time out loud.

It's a crow, and its expressions says that while a cat hanging from a powerline isn't the weirdest thing it's ever seen, it's up there.

"... You okay?"

[motherofvermin]

Mae watched the beanied beaked body pass below and thought little of it until the person stopped and looked up. Huh. Usually the people of Possum Springs wouldn't find anything unusual about an old abandoned boot.

Ping! Totally an out-of-towner! Had to be. Mae had been back long enough to do a census on the entire town.

"Yup. Just hangin'."

It was lame, but it was also the truth. She had to wait. The wire had grown too slippery for her to hoist her self back up.

"Where you from?"

for raile

[bugbeverage]

Wa-how what a zoo.

<sub>[Lawrence Beetlejuice Shoggoth muses to himself as he lounges atop the courtyard wall surrounding the school. He's seen some pretty out-there things, being very old and being a demon, but somehow a world simply filled with animal-folk was so mundane it was weird.]

[Huh! Oh, well. He can enjoy himself for a little bit before ol' Sandy picks up his trail. Beetlejuice summons up his ukulele and starts tunelessly strumming while mumbling a vulgar version of Ol' MacDonald as he spots the creatures in passing.]</sub>

for faye

[bugbeverage]

"Uuuuuuuuuugh. Who's bright idea was it to advance technology this far?"

Beetlejuice had spent the better half of an hour crouching eagerly over a stretcher that was situated in an ambulance. The patient was an elderly woman in rough shape after a truck had hit a patch of ice and skidded directly into her as she was walking her dog. The dog didn't survive but dogs couldn't tell the living to say his name, so Beetlejuice ignored the pooch as he stamped away from the scene of the accident. Old Mrs. Miller would be fine and that meant that Beetlejuice's day was just ruined.

Time moved oddly for the dead and getting a front-row seat to a sure-fire death that he could turn into an advantage was once in a blue moon. Kicking at pebbles that didn't move, Beetlejuice trudged over to the nearest sidewalk bench to pout. The dog's ghost waited beside him with a wagging tail. He scoweled at the dog as he tugged a pack of smokes out of his pocket.

"Beat it, Fido. I gotta think."

[bent_the_world]

Sometimes it was just more convenient to get around in spirit more.

Was it responsible use of her abilities? Probably not, but Korra wasn't too concerned with that. And if she could avoid traffic and clogged sidewalks and asshole construction workers, why shouldn't she? It was being efficient!

Though while she was able to avoid the crowds of the normal world, it wasn't like this level of existence was entirely empty. Just a lot emptier.

And also contained assholes, apparently. It wasn't her business. She had things to do, errands to run, all of that. But the scruffy guy with the bad attitude was right there.

"Hey, don't be a dick to a dog. A ghost dog even, that's like double dickish."

[bugbeverage]

Korra's interjection saved the dog from having a cloud of smoke puffed right into its face. Instead, Beetlejuice jumped, inhaled, and coughed out through his ears. He whipped his head up to see Korra and nearly did a double-take. It wasn't impossible to run into other ghosts, but they weren't usually outside.

Maybe she was a vehicular incident ghost. One of those hitch-hiker bitches who never paid for gas and went on and on about how worried their family must be about them. Gross.

But! Beetlejuice was new in town and he wasn't going to get anywhere by being nasty. Not at first anyway. His cigarette disappeared in a burst of sparks and he straightened up.

"Well, well, well! Fancy meeting you here! Is this your road?"