TEST DRIVE

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TEST DRIVE MEME

[ 1. ] Comment with a character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. Put their name and series in the title! [ 2. ] Action posts, bulletin board spam, walkie-talkie exchanges, or network entries are all acceptable! [ 3. ] Tag around with one another! Figure out preexisting CR for characters returning to camp, and get an idea of what new CR you could get! [ 4. ] App all those characters. You can use your threads from this for one of your samples! [ 5. ] Have fun!

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Dirk Strider | Homestuck

[brohoof]

[wordtechgodhood]

pst
bro

[brohoof]

Pst.
Dave.

[wordtechgodhood]

it happened again

[brohoof]

Dave, a lot of things happen at camp.
Do you realize how vague that actually is when you really get down to it?
You're gonna have to be a hell of a lot more specific.

[wordtechgodhood]

how many things happen to me
specifically
that would be significant enough for me to bring up to you
dont make me say it
we dont know who might be watching its encroaching on all kinds of sensitive details yo

[brohoof]

Oh.
So you got caught in your zipper again, then?
Oops.
I guess I shouldn't have said that 'out loud', should I?
My bad.
Well I'm sorry to say but I can't really help you there.
I'm sure Bro would be willing to, though.

[wordtechgodhood]

gross
fine dont help me
ill sit here and write an epic rap about your lack of helpfulness to your own brother that they can find on my emaciated corpse when im discovered in a months time
youre not sorry
dont lie to me
fuck

[brohoof]

Here lies Dave, dead of drama overload.
I place one lone smuppet at the foot of your grave in remembrance as I turn my back, trying in vain to keep in my sobs.
Eventually I must be forcefully detained because my grief is just that great.
If that isn't sorry, I don't know what is.

[wordtechgodhood]

keep those fucking abominations away from my grave oh my god

[brohoof]

*Here lies Dave, dead of drama overload.
Died as he lived, covered in smuppets.

A revised carving of your tombstone.
Many of it's brothers have now joined the one at your grave to mourn your passing.
Your grave is now a rainbow mound of depressed, sobbing proboscis.
I really don't think you could have asked for a better sendoff if you tried.

[wordtechgodhood]

oh my god
we are never going to stop fucking with each other are we

[plushest]

Hey.

[Short as ever.]

[brohoof]

Yo.

[Even shorter.]

[plushest]

Come here.

[brohoof]

You're going to have to elaborate as to where "here" is.
It's true that I'm psychic, but that really doesn't mean I can just snap my fingers and instantly know where you are.
Especially not you.
Do you know how hard it is to find you at the best of times?

[plushest]

Hard enough. I have heard.
Alright, to cease your whining trap just this once.
I'm actually standing behind your cabin.

[brohoof]

It isn't whining to ask for a little more clarification as to the whereabouts of a guy who is basically a ninja in every aspect apart from the shitty costume.
Nevertheless, I'll be there shortly.

[And he is. He doesn't even use the door, opting instead to hop out of the window to save a little time, before jogging 'round the side of the cabin to the back of it.]

[plushest]

Took you long enough.

[He holds out a fist. Don't leave him hanging, dude.]

[brohoof]

I think you're getting impatient in your old age.

[He won't; he bumps his fist against Bro's when it's offered.]

[plushest]

Now isn't the time to worry about my old age, Dirk. Right now is the time to worry about how you're going to handle being somewhat of a top dog in this camp, and how you're going to make damn sure that Dave doesn't slack.


[He was one of the more elusive agents. He had to admit he would always be disappointed in himself for not sticking around here more. But He knew Dirk and Dave could hold their own.

They didn't need big bro watching after them any more.]

[brohoof]

[Oh... Well. This is unexpected. But not unwelcome, because it feels good to have Bro acknowledge his little promotion to Jr. Counselor.]

I'm not as high up as I could be. I still have a few badges to go before I qualify for an actual counselor position... But you can bet I won't let Dave slack. I can whip him into gear, no problem.

[plushest]

[Of course Bro would acknowledge it. Why wouldn't he? How about another fistbump? He is very proud of Dirk.]

You'll be a counselor before you know it, work on it. If he slacks don't hesitate to be rough on him. [Ah, brotherly love.]

[dentistry]

[ What is using her phone at all the entire first day of camp unless it's an emergency? They just got issued their new walkie talkies for the summer, okay. If she's going to use something to contact someone, it's going to be that.

But she'd much rather find her fellow junior counselor in person first, so she's poking her head into his usual haunts. ]

[brohoof]

[It would be so much easier to contact him via walkie talkie, but if she insists... She'll eventually find him in the lodge. Doing things that he probably shouldn't on the computer- no, not looking at porn.

He may or may not be attempting to hack the computer so that it can pick up internet that isn't just the camp's network.]