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Pack your bags.

These guys quit their jobs right before their epic trip.

The Road Trip Meme

How To:
1. Post with your character and the usual information in the subject line and/or comment box. Be sure to include preferences!
2. Others tag you, and will you look at that, you're now on a road trip together! For some reason.
3. Optionally, roll from 1-16 to get your scenario.
4. Have fun and be excellent to each other.

Taken and slightly modified from this previous meme.

1: LOST You should have made a "left toin at Albuquerque," or maybe you've been holding the map upside down this whole time! Whatever it is, you're hopelessly LOST. Will you make it back on the path to your destination, or will you find a new adventure? Try not to open any hatches.

2: Tourist Trap Okay, you're all for seeing the sights, but World's Biggest Doorstopper? World's Smallest Chicken? World's Noisiest Whistle? Do we really have to stop here, too?

3: Car Trouble Maybe you got a flat tire. Maybe your engine's stalled. Or maybe you just overestimated how far you could get on a half tank of gas. Either way, you're broke down on the side of the road and the nearest station is miles away; either fix it yourself or you better get behind it and push!

4: Bad Weather Driving in the rain? No problem. Driving in torrential downpours or a blinding blizzard? Big problem! Better find a way to get out of the storm fast!

5: When Ya Gotta Go... Didn't I tell you to go before we left? Well, even if you did, maybe you shouldn't have had that 44 ounce Super Big Gulp, because there's not another rest stop for miles. Maybe you can find an empty bottle in the back...

6: Road Delays Stuck in traffic? Stuck at road construction? Stuck in a funeral procession? Bridge out? Whatever it is, it's blocking your way. Do you wait patiently, or maybe find your own way around it?

7: Smokey and the Bandit Oh no, those blue lights behind you can't be good. Maybe you should just pull over and accept your speeding ticket like a decent citizen. Or, maybe you should floor it. High speed chase anyone?

8: Night Driving You decided to drive through the night, and now it's one AM and you're all out of coffee. Wake up a friend and make them help you stay awake; falling asleep at the wheel is dangerous!

9: Ghost Town Boy, this town sure is quiet. And... kind of creepy. Oh God, did something in those corn rows just move? I hear banjo music; CAN'T YOU DRIVE ANY FASTER?!

10: Roadkill Good going, you hit an animal. I sure hope you feel good about yourself. Now you've killed the poor- oh, it's still moving? What do we do now!?
10a: The I Know What You Did Last Summer Edition That animal you hit was a little more human than you care for... oh dear...

11: ROAD RAGE That jerk cut me off! How dare he!? I'll make him pay! Or maybe you cut off a less-than-friendly driver of your own, and now he's after you...

12: Carjacked Awww, that was a good lunch. ...Wait, I know this is where we parked... Dude, where's the car!?!?

13: Hitchhiking Who said you needed a car for a road trip? Stick that thumb out and catch a ride where you're going. Maybe you and a buddy are chillin' with the pigs in a trailer, or maybe that nice looking hitchhiker you picked up down the road is not as nice as you thought...

14: Fantasy Car Roads? Where you're going, you don't need roads. If you're in Doc's DeLorean, anyway. Or maybe the car is really Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Or KITT. Or the Batmobile. Or a Transformer! Whatever it is, this car is NOT normal.

15: Road Head Obligatory sex-in-the-car option. Pulling over is the better and safer idea but some people just can't stop...

16: Are We There Yet? Roller's choice! Pick your favorite option, or two, or three, or just roll with whatever feels right!

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[ Didn't she just get done with a road trip? ]

[character info and permissions in her journal! mostly interested in 1, 3, 4, 7, 8, 13, or mixes thereof. Hitchhiking could be used as an excuse for new CR! Ginny has a terrifyingly lemon-looking beat up piece of nonsense, but she'd stop for a stranger if they looked interesting/safe. She could also be conceivably hitchhiking herself, as again, shitty car. Come at her!]

(How about a temporarily de-powered, slightly beat-up, clothing-the-worse-for-wear Clark Kent, who is having to hitchhike out of the middle of nowhere where he crashlanded?

With miles to go to the nearest real town that could have an airport that he could get home from, even if he could call anyone?

And we can throw what the heck ever else in, as we go?)

{ooc; so this is getting dropped in as a placeholder of sorts, because absolutely yes! i'll be upfront that i only know of clark via cultural osmosis, but as i'm playing an oc, i guess we're just both going to enjoy flying in a bit blind!

i'll happily be either editing this shortly with a starter, or if you beat me to it, you can post it, hah! i work weekends so i just got off a shift and i'm settling in, but it's upcoming. ETA: here it is! if you'd prefer prose, just reply that way and I'll switch as well}

[There's not a ton to do in upstate Vermont, is there? Aside from looking at all the rolling hills and odd forest-to-scrub that keeps happening. And all the 'MOOSE NEXT 10 MILES' signs.

It's not usually Ginny's jurisdiction to go check up on folklore creatures - she usually tags in a friend of hers when those calls happen to come her way - but this one involved a missing person. 'It's usually kelpies that kidnap people into the water, I think you're fine with plesiosaurs' hadn't cut it during a phone conversation with a distraught Mrs. Gutierrez.

So, Champy. Of Lake Champlain fame. The Nessie of the states. Totally real! Also totally didn't kidnap that teenager! But with some hair from Rodriguez's pillow to burn, Ginny had discovered him pretty quick. She'd even made up a lie about him hitting his head and a fugue state and etc, etc, and rushed off and found him herself to help him get his story straight.

The mom doesn't need to know he'd just taken off to New York with friends for the week. Teenagers, right? At least the mom - budding white witch though she was - hadn't been gifted with scrying and had no idea she'd been had.

--What was she talking about? Right, Vermont! Moose wilderness! It's not exactly bustling with city hitchhikers. It's why Ginny actually slows down a bit, when she notices a figure by the tree line. The highway has been empty except for her for about an hour by now. It's the afternoon on a Sunday in an area that already probably sees less than a hundred cars a week. Ginny would assume it's a cow, if it wasn't so clearly on two legs.

And dirty. And watching the road keenly. And is that a thumb sticking out?

There's a croaking whir as the car slows down, barely even pulling over the white line (because who's gonna come up behind her?). The engine rumbles even when it's at just about a complete stop, slow to switch gears.

Ginny's got the passenger window rolled down, face pinched with scrutiny. She's not sure if she can afford to be concerned yet, but she's more curious than paranoid.

Shouted across her car, hardly leaning towards the window at all:]

You looking for a ride?

Edited (added tag) 2016-09-11 00:42 (UTC)

[so help him, he will turn this ~~lion~~ vehicle around. Open to cross-canon/medium as well. Bonus points if they're in a flower hippy van for some awful reason]

[ ... post civil war au? ]

[ works for me! ]

[ This is absolutely ridiculous. Bucky can't figure out any other way to describe the situation. Fucking ridiculous, maybe. You'd think a ninety-nine year old ex-Hydra assassin would be able to figure out a way around the mess in front of them, but so far he's batting zero-for-three. The three being: get out of the car and walk, get out of the car and threaten other people, or get out of the car and get himself arrested for helping. Which someone is already doing, considering there are three ambulances and a whole lot of cop cars ahead of them.

He turns his head to eye Scott. ]

You know, I've been told most of my life that New York drivers are crazy. But you California types really take the fucking cake. I want to know how we got a four car pileup because someone didn't want to hit a chicken. A goddamn chicken.

Mr. Pym is not gonna be happy you're late.

[ Which is where they're headed, trying to get into the Bay area from Pacific Highway 1, because Bucky can't remember if he's ever driven on the famous road or not. He's pulling double-duty on this trip, playing bodyguard for the Avenger, and maybe allowing Hank Pym to look at his arm. Maybe. Scott seems to think he's a good guy. Also, he doesn't like anyone named Stark. That might work in Bucky's favor too. ]

Do we stay in this madhouse or abandon the car and start walking, Lang?

ooc: this is so late, i'm sorry. :c

[Would you be interested in a Peter Parker?]

[ sure! ]

[Peter is not an Avenger. He knows this, he's fine with this. He's got their phone number, though, which is kind of awesome. The next time something is seriously out of his league, he has backup he can call (not that he would, probably, because by the time Peter admitted he needed help it was probably too late). But still! He has the number. Sometimes it's enough just to have that as a security blanket.

So yeah, Peter's not an Avenger, and he's pretty sure the ant guy isn't either. Mr. Lang. Scott. Peter's never really had to talk to him before, so he's not really sure how he's supposed to address him. Calling him "Mr. Lang" almost doesn't seem to work right and to be honest, Peter's kind of been avoiding a conversation.

But then Tony insisted Peter come out to the Avengers compound for a training session to quote-unquote, "Work on your astounding lack of self-preservation, kid." The session itself goes pretty well. He's taken a few hits, but he's wily and his fighting style is such a mess, it'll take a session or two before anybody really figures out what he's doing (hell, half the time Peter doesn't even know).

The session ends, and the team breaks up to go and do whatever it is Avengers do in their spare time, and Peter is left changing out of his suit and wondering how he's going to get home - when Stark volunteers ant dude to drive him back into the city. "You've got a plane to catch anyway, don't you?"

That's how Peter ends up stuck in a car for two hours with Scott Lang. Better yet, Peter isn't all that great at making awkward situations anything but more awkward.]

ooc: open to cross overs and canonmates alike.

[Please strap in and prepare for a bumpy ride if Lance is behind the wheel...]

[How could he have lost rock paper scissors to this guy, over driving of all things?! Look, it's not piloting but it's similar enough that even though Keith is buckled up, he's gripping the handle above the window with a scowl and a steady gaze at that rearview mirror.]

You totally just ran a red light. Did you not even see the cops on the left?

[He thought he'd made it. They're just trying to make it back onto the highway to continue on their trip from their pit stop, and the last thing Lance wants is a speeding ticket. He just checks the rear view mirror, and upon seeing one of the officers turn to begin heading behind them, he presses the gas a little and moves over a lane.]

It's fine. They don't even have the lights on, I'll lose them.

[Things you never wants to hear in a car with Lance.]

[show canon. no modern aus.
horses and/or wagons can still make for a rockin' road trip ok.]

[All aboard the 2-year roadtrip in a space ship!]

[ i can write you a starter if you roll; let me know if you have a timeline pref. ]

[so York picked up this tiny pink space stray like, days ago at best, i don't know we got too excited about space adventures and skipped right past the "where does this ridiculous child even COME FROM" part didn't we but the point is SHE'S HERE NOW, SHE'S BEEN HERE, and she's slooowly getting comfortable with the spaceship and being on it.

this is a bad thing.]

Soooo. [hovering over the controls, hands behind her back, the absolute picture of innocence.] This can't be too hard to work, right?

[IT CAN IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE BESIDES "FLOOR IT AND GO"]

[ ABSOLUTELY NOT.

york presses her palm flat to clover's forehead and purposefully pushes her out of the way so she can step in front of the controls. ]

Yeah, this one's way above your pay grade, kid. How about you just focus on strapping yourself in, 'cause this thing doesn't come with airbags, and I'll take care of the driving.

[ and they kind of have to, and fast, because york's sort of worn out their welcome here with that deal gone weirdly wrong, so yay! road trip. she's pretty sure she can safely delete that arms dealer from her rolodex, because she's pretty sure if she sees him again she's just gonna shoot him.

delta's little green hologram shifts to face clover with an air of agreement, because he's about as comfortable with clover at the controls as york is. ]

Both station chairs come equipped with a state-of-the-art safety strap system. [ it's a seatbelt. ] Would you like me to run the tutorial?

Oooowww. [It doesn't actually hurt that much, but Clover makes a big display of stumbling back and rubbing her forehead with a mighty pout regardless.]

I could totally do it with enough instructions! [this isn't true, this isn't even kind of true.] Don't call me "kid," I have a name. [And while Clover has prioritized rude commentary over life-or-death situations before, she isn't quite settled enough here to continue sassing and whining instead of taking a seat as requested. Nonary games? Old hat, she can spend an entire murdergame just screwing around. Sour space weapon deals are new and slightly terrifying territory, though.]

State-of-the-art safety strap system, wow! I almost thought we were gonna have to use regular ol' seatbelts, like cavemen. [She punctuates this with the sound of her seatbelt clicking into place and an impressively dramatic roll of her eyes.]

Actually, human civilization did not develop the technology for tanning leather until --

Okay, thank you for the history lesson, D, kinda need you to focus on the navigating here.

I am capable of running more than one process at a time. If you like, I can educate Clover in the history of human textile development while we exit this planet's atmosphere.

Okay, as hilarious as that would be to me, I kinda need to focus here.

[ she snorts, and she does look amused, but even as she talks she's rapidly punching away at the controls. the radio in the cockpit is picking up the encrypted channel used by york's erstwhile arms dealer -- kindly decrypted courtesy of delta -- and nobody on that channel sounds happy. ]

Yeesh, sounds like everybody's having a bad day today. Well, just them, if we can help it. [ she glances back at clover with a raised eyebrow that says no touching anything, but she gives the girl a bracing nod as the ship's engine roars to life, the entire ship shuddering with it. ] This isn't gonna be your average takeoff, 'cause we're kinda in a hurry here, so hold on, and I mean it. You ever hear of the Reverse Peregrine?

[The best she can manage at the moment is the flattest Office camera stare in Delta's direction, because the radio distracts her before she can come up with something rude to say back. Angry mobs of space weapons dealers are a brand new sort of danger for her and she'll get used to them enough to just sass her way through them eventually, but for right now she's following the implied no touching command except to grip the sides of her seat, jolting with the ship but nodding back.]

Only kinda? [okay no the sarcasm just never turns off even though she looks awfully nervous] Um, no... Should I have? [the real question she's asking is "should i be scared"]

[ york grins behind her helmet. ]

Well, you have now. D, how are we on the rear thrusters?

Thrusters positioned at 225 degrees. Buffering anti-gravity field.

Come on, come on, we don't have a lot of time, man...

Buffering complete.

[ york cracks her neck and readies her hands over the controls. ]

Alright, redirect all engine power to rear thrusters, retract lateral flaps, and on your mark I'm gonna punch it. Sync?

Sync. Releasing docking clamps and powering anti-gravity field. You should adhere to standard safety protocols as well, York.

[ but she's already strapping herself in, waving a hand. ]

Yeah, yeah, don't worry, I don't have any interest in getting my ass spaced again.

Mark.

[ york and delta have been working together for a long, long time, so york's reaction is immediate as she hits the turbo thrust on the rear thrusters and grips the control stick with both hands, pulling back against the resistance. for a moment the ship merely gives a sputtering jolt as the docking clamps are released, but before the planet's gravity has a chance to weigh them down, delta's already got the anti-grav field running and the ship rockets up at an alarming speed, rear thrusters leaving three burning holes in the dock below. york lets out a laugh as they break cloud cover and then straight through the stratosphere. some unsecured things fly off the shelves behind them. it's crazy. ]

[A WARNING WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE

hence why when the ship zips on ahead Clover shrieks, nails digging into the edge of her seat, flinching visibly with the sound of each object flung off a shelf making contact with the walls and floors—she lurches forward but when she has to take a breath, she slams back against the seat and laughs, a little wheezy, still catching her bearings, but looking out the window and watching the stars come into view, her eyes shine.]

Woo! Haha—haaah, Reverse Peregrine, right? [A hard puff of air, and she slumps a little where she's sitting. She's still clutching the chair with white-knuckled hands, adrenaline rather than fear.]

Nice.

[ york absolutely grins. yeah, that's the correct reaction, clover. good. york makes sure clover isn't actually about to wheeze herself into a pulmonary embolism or anything before she looks back out the viewport, easing on the controls a little once they break atmo. delta powers down the main thrusters and keeps them running on the side jets alone for now. they're leaving behind some pretty unhappy people, but york will deal with that later. first they've got a pink-haired mess to deal with. ]

Oh, yeah. Never done one before. I think it went pretty alright.

There was a twenty-seven percent chance the thrusters would overload and cause a chain combustion resulting in all of our deaths.

Like I said. Pretty alright.

[She isn't quite at pulmonary embolism level but Clover is an extraordinarily jumpy person, so even though she's shifted mostly to excitement, sparkly-eyed at the sight of the stars, her arms still shake from the severity of her grip on her seat and she hasn't entirely steadied her breath, although she's trying.

Delta is most certainly not helping.

Her attention snaps to him, wide-eyed for half a second before she glares sharply at him.]

I'm—I'm gonna decide that was your latest stand-up routine. [But she's kind of glancing over at York like she's hoping for confirmation.]

Sure, kid. Me and D, we're a real double act.

[ york's grin is probably not very reassuring. but hey, now they're in space, so everyone can chill out a little bit. they're getting safely the hell away from that planet, to...well, shit, she's got hot cargo she needs to unload somewhere quick. are she and delta even going to be able to safely release the pink-haired mess into the wild before then? ah, shit. ]

So. [ she leans back in the pilot's seat, kicking one foot up on the beaten dash. ] You wanna tell me why our meetcute involved mercs and illegal weapons dealers? 'Cause out of the three, I'm pretty sure you're the only one that doesn't belong.

( ooc: no smut prompts )

Edited 2016-09-29 10:23 (UTC)

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