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The Test Drive Meme

Bad news! You've been kidnapped by aliens to a very randomly planned city inside a moon in a galaxy far far away. The aliens have done this for the lulz. And research. But mostly lulz. Lots of bad and strange things happen, as the collection of weirdo citizens will no doubt tell you. The good news is this is a quiet day with absolutely no horrors, so grab your tablet and get to exploring and/or trolling.

Aww yiss open-to-all-and-any test drive meme. Have some rules, such as they are:
1. Tag in with a character. Any character. Any medium. One you've already apped, one you're thinking of apping, one you'll never app, go wild.
2. That character has either a) just arrived in Taxon or b) has been stuck in the city for some time. Totally up to you.
3. You do not have to be a member of Taxon to participate. All are welcome to pop on in and be enabled!
4. App these fabulous people :D

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"Okay. There is no way this is seriously happening to me right now."

Brooke Davis clutched the towel still wrapped around her even tighter, feeling cold metal underneath her feet. She looks back, as if maybe she stepped out of her shower the wrong way. God, what had she done last night? The shower was supposed to cure her of the hangover, not launch her into some nerd-alert version of Alice in Wonderland. If she had been drinking, she'd be sure someone spiked her drink.

She warily eyes the room and lifts a finger, ready to pose a question to whoever is listening. "Am I high?"

Someone had arrived in the room Odo had just left. So fast after he did he was still in the building. Apparently, she'd also been taken while in the middle of something, as she looked like she was right out of the shower. He sighed and shook his head commiserately.

"I'm afraid it did. It happened to me a few minutes ago."

He didn't comment on her question, but he hoped she wasn't high; he didn't want to have to arrest her for drug use. He had better things to do. He chuckled at the thought.

Brooke might as well be looking at a guy with three heads, and takes no comfort in whatever the hell he just said, because she's too busy looking at him like he has three heads.

There's no way she's not hallucinating right now.

"Alright, buddy, I don't know what exactly my subconscious is trying to tell me right now, but I'm pretty sure you're not Brad Pitt, so I'd really like to wake up now."

She folds her arms and huffs. Anytime now.

Odo is a bit miffed by her tone and has no idea who Brad Pitt is, except he might be from Earth by the sound of his name. He also expected to be looked at as if he had three heads; after all, there are no other Changelings here that he knows of, and the ones that might be on Earth have taken human form.

But she expressed a concern that is also his, and he believes many others'. He sighs.

"Believe it, I would like to wake up, too. But we can't." He shakes his head and sighs again.

She still looks at him, unmoving and petulant. The longer she stands here in this circular, shiny room, the more fearful she gets. Just to be certain, she pinches the skin of her elbow. Nope. Still here.

"Oh my God, I've been kidnapped," she says, rolling her eyes to look at the ceiling and then back down at the fancy phone. She wasn't even rich anymore, how could she afford the ransom? "What's with the creepy mask?" she asks him. "As if this place wasn't scary enough."

"I'm sorry, what mask?"

Then he realizes she must be talking about his face. He raises his head, opens his mouth and nods in understanding.

"Ah... I'm not very good with faces, I'm afraid."

She stares at him, open-mouthed and wide-eyed. No way. This has to be a nightmare. She shakes her head, and tears sting her eyes.

"Oh my God," she says, taking a step backward. "Is that what they're gonna do to me?" She touches a cheek with her hand.

Odo is floored. She seems to believe he's been forcibly operated on and whoever runs this place does that to everyone who comes here. He stares at her and shakes his head frantically.

He then takes his most reassuring and apologetic voice. "Nobody's going to do anything to you. I'm a shapeshifter. I'm afraid this is the best humanoid face I can do."

A shapeshifter. Brooke could have laughed, and cried. A part of her wonders if this is someone playing a joke on her. One of the kids on the basketball team, maybe, wanting to get a good scare out of the cheerleader. But she knows better.

What has she done to deserve this? Sure, she can be a bitch sometimes, but hello? So is half of Tree Hill, including the boys. She's just better at it.

"Can I get out of here?" she sniffs, deciding to ignore his face and just look at the walls. "This place is giving me the creeps."

Odo sighs and shakes his head. This place could give the creeps to anyone.

"I'm afraid I don't know how to get out. And I must admit this place is not the most reassuring."

Now the tears almost fall. "So I'm just...stuck in this stupid room? There's not even a closet here."

She hugs the towel closer to her, but her face melts from fear to fierceness. She's Brooke Davis, for God's sake. Whoever did this is going to pay. "Whatever little perverted geek decided it was a good idea to bring me here? Is going to get his ass sued when I get out."

Oh, you mean the room, not the whole place.

"You can get out of this room, but I'm afraid there isn't much to go to. You just have to pick up this communication device and the door will open. As for who brought us here, I'm afraid I'm unable to tell you."

Odo sighs.

To test him, she does pick up the tablet. And as soon as she does, the door swings open. She eyes it with relief and suspicion. What if whatever's out there is worse? What if that's what they want, to lure her out of this room and into...a pack of wolves, or something? A group of men waiting to rape her or kill her? Brooke shivers at the thought, goosebumps prickling her skin.

But she has to take a shot, right? And the guy talking to her doesn't seem so bad, even though he'd be better off with a paper bag. She manages a small, grateful smile at him. "Um. Thanks? I guess. Mr. Skin-changer guy."

Odo nods a 'you're welcome'.

"Odo. Happy to help."

If you get out of the room, you might be able to see him.

"This isn't a hallucination. That doesn't mean I can vouch for the fact that you're not high, but you aren't acting drugged." He spreads his arms to indicate everything around them. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. Welcome to Taxon." Hallucinations would be a more welcome theory than abductions. At least those tend to end in a timely manner.

She looks uncomfortable and a little cold. With a shrug and a casual smile to show he doen't mean any harm by it, he offers, "Much though it goes against my own interests to cover a pretty girl up in more clothing, would you like me to bring you some of my sister's things?"

"Says the hallucination," she answers pointedly, squinting her eyes at him. A cute hallucination, for sure. Not her best, but it's definitely better than shape-changer guy.

She's never heard of Taxon, but it sounds lame, like one of those creepy, dark cover bands Peyton listens to in her room. Everything in this building is metal and colorful and shiny, but she finds tryign to think of it like a spa instead of a weirdo alien spaceship works a lot better to calm her nerves. God, whatever this is is right up her alley. Why doesshe have to be the kidnapped one?

She stops and smiles flirtatiously (what? he's cute) at his smooth if not a little lame line, and shrugs. "I wouldn't say no," she says, realizing that she doesn't have any of her own clothes here. Ugh.

"Okay," says Briar seriously, "You've caught me. I'm so imaginary, my hand can pass right through me." He presses the fingers of one hand against the opposite arm, frowns, and pokes the arm a few times. "Huh, that should've worked. I guess I'll just have to keep believing I'm real." He grins and shrugs. Briar is doing his best to distract Brooke from thinking about the repercussions of being stuck here, but he knows from experience that it's an impossible task.

He nods. "I'll be there soon. I'm Briar, by the way."

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Oh shit it's a hamster, GET IN THE CAR

Brooke Davis | One Tree Hill | God knows why.

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[visual on the tablet] XD High school Brooke or older and somewhat responsible Brooke?

[visual] Not to cop-out but somewhere in the middle. Totally pre-5 year leap though..

[visual] Not a cop out! I was just curious because Brooke changes a lot over time.