TEST DRIVE

[whitechapelmod]

TEST DRIVE MEME

OPTION A

With the cooling weather came the changing of the leaves, the lighting of candles and the advertisements in all the shops and bulletin boards for the Annual Whitechapel Road Fall Festival. Overnight your quaint little neighborhood has been transformed from a typical Victorian-esque scene to well, a typical fall festival scene. Strings of lights have been wound between the lamps, scarecrows have been put up in shop windows that hold signs with arrows on them, directing you down the main street toward the park. In the park, you'll find a small carnival. No big gaudy rides, of course, but booths set up by local businesses where they sell items from their shops. Games like bobbing for apples and pin the nose on the scarecrow have been scattered in the places between the face painting booths and cotton candy vendors. There's also booth offering food and drink-- and doesn't that cider just smell wonderful? Of course, they have hot chocolate too, if cider's not your thing. Mingle and enjoy your night! But be careful-- you might just end up in the dunking tank..

OPTION B

You wake late in the morning to a strange chill in the air. The weather, sure, but also something else, something wrong in the energy. Maybe you've never been much of a person who believes in that sort of stuff-- energy, vibes, whatever-- so you brush it off and go about your day. It's not until you're out and about that you really start to notice something. The streets are mostly empty, the shops closed down. A cold wind blows through and makes you shiver as you turn down the street toward the Town Board. The papers flutter in the wind, but it doesn't matter, you're not reading them, you're reading the message written in red over all of them. YOU WILL ALL BE PUNISHED. Is that blood it's written in, or paint? It's hard to tell, but the color seeps into the fliers and advertisements-- "puppies, free to a good home" or "half off on all clothing TODAY ONLY"-- staining them, ruining them. You know without even turning and walking the extra block that something very bad has happened. Yellow tape surrounds the board, you just notice, and blocks the entrance to a nearby alleyway. An officer stands guard, but he looks pale and shaken. This isn't the first. Just last week, someone was killed too. The boy who delivered the milk. Eddie. Throat slashed and a message written in blood on the wall above him, similar to this one. An ambulance arrives but you stay where you are, watching as more officers emerge from the alley, carrying something on a stretcher. Someone, you realize, because what else do they carry on stretchers? A shock of red, curly hair pokes out from the top and you think of the girl who runs the register in the bakery, a waitress from the cafe you tried last week, your sister back home who will (hopefully) never end up here. Could this really happen here? Some maniac killing people because they think you need to be punished? It's wrong, it's confusing, and it's terrifying, isn't it?

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Comments

[rappigdinner]

When he comes back up, he'll find that the bystander into whose hands he shoved the hat is now wearing it, tilted at a bit of a jaunty angle. Said bystander simply smiles and shoves his hands back into his pocket as he watches The Doctor continue on with his bobbing. Carnivals and party games aren't really his thing, but Jade does like apple cider and he does get some amusement out of watching people make fools of themselves. He also hardly minds getting a nice hat out of it - so Doctor you'd better grab an apple soon or else Jade is going to just walk off with your hat.

Oops - he is already turning to melt back into the crowd. (Normally he doesn't condone petty thievery, but he's bored and curious, and that makes for a terrible combination, does it not?)

[raggedydoc]

The Doctor finally resurfaces triumphantly, grinning around the apple in his mouth - before he remembers how much he hates the taste of apples and promptly spits it out to one side, the fruit rolling forgotten in the dirt. He makes a face and rubs his mouth with the back of one hand, looking for his hat...and finds it bobbing off into the crowd.

"My hat!" He lets out an anguished cry. He really likes that hat - not as much as he would like a fez, but the poor top hat can't help its unfortunate non-fez existence. He chases after the blond stranger, limbs flailing everywhere as he slips through the crowd.

[rappigdinner]

Hearing the cry behind him, Jade pauses long enough to look back over his shoulder, smiling pleasantly (well no, really it's more like a mocking smirk pretending to be a pleasant smile) at The Doctor. He brings his hand up to tip the hat at The Doctor before looking ahead again and continuing right on through the people. If he catches up, he catches up. If not, well - Jade has a new hat for next time he needs to dress up.

[raggedydoc]

The Doctor does, in fact, manage to catch up, plucking his hat from Jade's head and settling it back on his own again. "What do you think you're doing?" he demands. "You can't just walk off with someone's hat like that!" The Doctor has, of course, occasionally stooped to stealing clothes, but never let it be said that he isn't a hypocrite.