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Shawn Hunter

[unfulfilledpotential]

[The sun's shining as bright as ever, the sky is impeccably clear, the day is warm and - and that's definitely the roar of an engine. It's a beautiful, gorgeous day (maybe worthy of sunglasses, maybe not) - and you, my friend, have either a front-row passenger seat or a backseat to the action.

Once you adjust either to the sunlight or to the engine's purr, you find yourself seated somewhere inside a red convertible as it cruises along an empty highway. Miles and miles of road stretch ahead of you, and there's no stopping this impromptu road trip. (Those with motion sickness will find a water bottle and the proper medications beside them.)

There's also a looped song playing from the speakers - it's quiet but irresistibly catchy.

Shawn's sitting in the driver seat, the wind blowing through his hair as he bobs his head along to the melody. So far, he hasn't quite noticed his passenger: all eyes are on the road ahead of him. Every few minutes, a new highway sign pops up, reminding him of where to drive. As each sign passes, their names become clearer - and if you cruise along the highway long enough, you may notice that you end up right back where you started. This road trip's a circular one.

Inside the car, there are a few points of interest, other than the oblivious driver and the highway signs: his glove department, stashed with a few dozen CDs, is ajar; and a few trinkets, including a Class of '98 tassel and a Chubbies keychain, hang off his rearview mirror. There's even a parking permit for Pennbrook University on the windshield.

What draws your attention first?

► The glove department?
► The song on the radio?
► The highway markers?
► The trinkets along his windshield?
► The oblivious driver?
► OR something else altogether (that you'd have to detail)??]

[CAUTION: Some choices may lead to sensitive topics! In the event that it happens, I'll note exactly what kind of content you'll need to watch out for.]

[geonomy]

[Ugh. Cars. Convertibles especially. Clay finds himself in the passenger seat of this car, and while it took him a bit to realize that and the fact that they're moving, now he's sulking a little bit. He hasn't been in a car for a long time, and he doesn't like being in them now.

Still, it'd be rude to just complain about it and ask the guy to stop. So, while his eye does pass over everything, he mostly focuses on the driver himself.]

So, uh, where are we going?

[unfulfilledpotential]

[Shawn taps his fingers against the steering wheel, in perfect time to the song, as he looks over at Clay.

Huh, he doesn't recognize the guy. Must be one of Eric's and Jack's friends. He'd said something about helping them drive new students around - and well, Shawn doesn't break a promise like that. So he manages a smile.]

You ask that on our last road trip before orientation? The road's all ours, man. We can go wherever we want.

[Right on cue, a green exit sign pops up on the right hand side, with four options. A) Topanga Canyon, 5 miles away B) Pennbrook University, 7 miles away C) John Adams High, 15 miles away or D) Cornelius Corner, 8 miles away.

Shawn glances at him expectantly. Although Clay doesn't know it yet, this road trip can last as long as he wants - he can pick all of these exit signs, some of them, or none at all and remain on the highway. OR Clay can start rifling through the items in Shawn's car. Shawn's in too much of a good mood to care.]

[reconstitution]

[ The brightness takes a few moments to adjust to, though he still finds that he has to squint against its glare. At first, Winter acclimates to his surroundings to take everything in since he doesn't really sense any danger. The wind is whipping his hair about his face, and he brings a hand up to push it away, only for it to resume its unruly behavior. The seat is comfortable, and the sunlight is warm on his face.

He's perfectly content basking in it for just a few seconds before his attention turns to the driver. Young, early-twenties. Carefree, oblivious to his passenger; not exactly a good thing in this situation.. Not that Winter means him any harm. His attention shifts to the surroundings of the convertible- the passing signs, the unchanging terrain on either side of the highway..]

Do you know where you're going?

[unfulfilledpotential]

Nope.

[Shawn's grinning as he glances back at his passenger. Hm, an unfamiliar guy. Must be one of Eric's and Jack's friends, a guy from Pennbrook who needed a ride back to campus. He shrugs the strangeness off, tapping his fingers in rhythm to the song.] That's the fun of a road trip before orientation, man. You pick where we go next.

[That's when a green exit sign pops up on the right hand side, with four options:
A) Topanga Canyon, 5 miles away,
B) Pennbrook University, 7 miles away
C) John Adams High, 15 miles away
D) Cornelius Corner, 8 miles away

Shawn glances at him expectantly.] Ooor we can remain on the highway. Your call, man.

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka's never been in a car before. He knows what they are of course, thanks to his Fleetmates, but he's never been in the presence of one, much less sat in one. This is undeniably the coolest thing ever, and although his fingers itch to take it apart and see how it works, he can also really enjoy the ride. Sorry, Appa, this is the best way to travel.

He gives a little wave to Shawn. ]

Uh. Hey. Where are we headed, dude?

[unfulfilledpotential]

Sokka! Hey, man.

[He flashes Sokka a grin, still tapping his fingers against the steering wheel in perfect rhythm to the song.] That's a good question. Why don't you tell me? There's a few exit signs coming up ahead.

You see one you like, you lemme know, and we'll get off the highway.

[Right on cue, a green exit sign pops up on the right hand side, with four options. A) Topanga Canyon, 5 miles away B) Pennbrook University, 7 miles away C) John Adams High, 15 miles away or D) Cornelius Corner, 8 miles away.

Shawn glances at him expectantly. Although Sokka doesn't know it yet, this road trip can last as long as he wants - he can pick all of these exit signs, some of them, or none at all and remain on the highway.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Of all the rooms Wanda had found herself in so far, this one was by far the most... well, unique. After all, it wasn't even a room. She had thought she was getting used to the sensation of suddenly finding herself someplace unexpected. However, to be put in a car speeding down a highway, was definitely giving her a powerful feeling of disorientation. She looks around wildly at the landscape flying past, highway markers, and then the inside of the car itself.]

[The driver is a young man, someone she doesn't seem to know. Was he a fleet member? Why was she suddenly in a car with him?]

[She opens her mouth to speak, but the words catch on her tongue as she registers the sound of music coming from the radio. She listens to it briefly, trying to recognize the tune, but it too is unfamiliar to her. She turns her attention back to her mysterious driver. Her tone is somewhat forceful, but also careful. Clearly, she's a little concerned about potentially scaring this stranger, which, considering he's currently operating this vehicle, did not seem like a good idea.]

Excuse me. Excuse me, but- who are you? Where are we going?

[unfulfilledpotential]

[He snaps back to attention at her question, glancing over at her with a furrowed brow. Shawn doesn't recognize her either - is she one of Rachel's friends? Or maybe Jack's? Pennbrook's a pretty big school, and well, he used to give people rides all the time.

Funny how he doesn't remember offering it.]

I'm Shawn Hunter. [He manages a smile, though the confusion's still on his face.] I offered to give you a ride, remember? Last road trip before orientation, though I'm gonna be frank - I'm not sure where you wanted me to take you.

Refresh my memory real quick?

[A green exit sign pops up on the right hand side, with four options:
A) Topanga Canyon, 5 miles away,
B) Pennbrook University, 7 miles away
C) John Adams High, 15 miles away
D) Cornelius Corner, 8 miles away

Shawn glances at her expectantly. Although Wanda doesn't quite know it yet, she can pick one of the stops, some of them, all, or absolutely none at all. Shawn's not in charge of the itinerary here.] If you don't know, we can stay on the road 'til you remember.

[mikangirl]

[...AND THEN SUDDENLY A CAR what the hell is this thing--

Please don't mind Nami as she scrabbles to hold onto something because, well, of all the things she's experienced, convertibles definitely aren't one of them. She blinks in the bright sunlight and gets utterly distracted by how fast the scenery is flashing by for a moment, before she turns to catch sight of the driver.]

Shawn?

[She's never sure whether knowing them is better or worse.]

[unfulfilledpotential]

Nami! Hey!

[Shawn grins as he catches sight of her, slowing down the car to what he hopes is a comfortable speed for her (ie, slower than slow).] Glad you could go on this road trip with me.

But uh - you've never been in a car, right? So ask away, and lemme see if I can make your first ride that much smoother.

[timelapsed]

[ WHOA okay there. Hold on, Max, you're in a car now. That's... that's a thing that's happening now.

She closes her eyes for a moment to get used to the change. As she does, she calms down, jamming to the tune. When she opens her eyes, she's ready. ]

You know, convertibles are a step up from my usual ride. Lucky. My friend Chloe drives this old beat-up pickup truck. I'm surprised it even runs, sometimes.

[ She checks out the objects in the car. And- ] Whoa, does this say class of '98? How'd you wind up with a relic like that?

[unfulfilledpotential]

Huh? That's no relic.

[Shawn laughs, though it's a nervous one as he turns to look at her. There's no malice or distrust in his voice, just plain confusion:] I graduated high school this year, Max. It's about as recent as a tassel can get.

[Still, he takes it off the mirror for her to look at it better, or even to touch it if she so desired.] See?

I'm fine with any sensitive topic, but list for people reading!

[goldenglasses]

[At first Vash thinks he's dreaming. It's nice. Almost peaceful. Feeling the wind brush by and the landscape roll pass them.] Song's pretty catchy. [His hand moves to touch one of the CDs. Thinking maybe he'd see the song name on it.]

tbh bro i lied, the worst it gets is parental abandonment & hospitalization

[unfulfilledpotential]

Thanks. But hey, man - if you feel like changing the song, go for it. I won't mind.

[There're quite a few CDs in the glove department, actually. Vash's hand could stumble upon any of them (sadly, none will have the name of the current song playing). His choices are:

A) the Sonic R soundtrack (cued to Super Sonic Racing)
B) A Counting Crows album
C) A smudged album, titled "For Shawn," (which will play a ridiculously familiar theme)
D) Collective Soul album (cw: hospitalization, severe injuries)
E) A Green Day album
F) Nada Surf Album (queued up to "Popular")

Which one does Vash end up picking?]

[digthefuzz]

[Suddenly, Kurt is in a really cool car with his new friend Shawn. That fact alone catches his attention more than anything else, and he cheers for a moment.]

Dude! This is so cool! [Even though it's not too different from Scott's car.] We should... um... pick up some chicks!

[unfulfilledpotential]

[If he had a pair of sunglasses, Shawn would've tipped them back, but as it is, he settles for a huge, cheesy grin.]

Under normal circumstances, bro, I would agree. Think you'd be okay if we took a rain check? I don't think the ladies'd like our kind of music.

[He gestures to the glove compartment stuffed with CDs, as well as the exit sign that's popped up beside Shawn. Curiously enough, it seems to move with the car, as if begging to be read in full.

Additionally, a graduation tassel for the class of '98 and a Chubbies' keychain hang off his rearview mirror.]

[summerschild]

[Bran leans forward from the backseat, his eyes wide with wonder not just at the passing scenery, but also at the car and everything inside it. He raises a hand to block the wind from his eyes, and looks up at Shawn.]

Is this a sort of carriage?

[unfulfilledpotential]

Nnnno?

[Shawn snaps to attention, turning so he can look at Bran.] You're in a car, little bro. Your world must be way behind when it comes to machines, huh?

[grounds]

[It's the driver, of course. Octavia narrows her eyes at him, almost to a glare, before smacking him upside the head. It's not enough to really hurt, but it'll damn sure get his attention.]

Hey, numb nuts, what the hell's going on?

[unfulfilledpotential]

Ow!

[Shawn winces, turning to look at Octavia with a slight scowl.] What was that for? We're on a road trip. You know, that thing people do when they want to drive together from one city to another?

[catamite]

[it takes him a minute to orient himself, but as soon as he realizes that he's being driven somewhere, and really catches sight of the scenery, he's sitting bolt upright with a gasp.]

Wow! Oh, wow... [and it takes him a few grinning moments more to even think to look over at the driver.]

--Hey, what's going on? Where are we going?

[if he'd been a dog, he'd probably have his head hanging out in the wind right the heck now.]

[unfulfilledpotential]

[Shawn laughs as he catches sight of the other guy. Huh, a totally unfamiliar dude, but he did promise Eric & Jack that he'd give people rides from time to time. Maybe this guy's one of their friends? The blue hair kinda SCREAMS "friend of Eric Matthews." ]

Why don't you tell me, man? That's the beauty of a road trip - you call the shots, and I'll take you where you want to go.

[Right on cue, a green exit sign pops up on the right side of the road, with four choices:
A) Topanga Canyon, 5 miles away,
B) Pennbrook University, 7 miles away
C) John Adams High, 15 miles away
D) Cornelius Corner, 8 miles away

Shawn glances over at him expectantly. The choice is all his: he can see all four options, some of them, or absolutely none at all and stay on the highway.]

[thatwhichyields]

[Phedre's hair whips around her head, and it takes her a moment to adjust to the speed, the motion, the noise. She does so quietly, twining her curls into a lovers haste knot at her neck and looking around.

Eventually, because she can't think of anything else appropriate to ask...]

How does it go so fast?

[thezerothlaw]

[Daneel is in the backseat, and somewhat confused. This is a ground car of some type, obviously, open to the air. He's used to vehicles like this being driven by robots, but he knows this particular driver, doesn't he?]

Shawn.