Test Drive Meme

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Throne of Shadows
TEST DRIVE MEME!!!

New to Throne of Shadows? Long time player thinking of apping a new character? Welcome to our test drive meme! Experiment with active and potential muses! Here is a place where you can test out characters for the setting and accrue samples for your applications! Roll on the scenarios provided below, or come up with your own!

Scenario Builder

You are...

1. Working in the lava lamp factory
2. Watching "The History of Twine" in the cinema
3. Admiring the fish in the barracks tunnel
4. Lost in a topiary maze
5. Riding the shuttle between buildings
6. Trying to sneak into the administrative offices

You’re feeling...

1. Inexplicably happy
2. Like you could fall asleep at any moment
3. Angry enough to punch someone
4. Nostalgic or sentimental
5. Like someone stabbed you—oh, hey, they did, fancy that
6. As if life really ought to be more like a Broadway musical

Somewhat unusually...

1. You can only speak in rhyme
2. The room is full of old-fashioned toys
3. A box covered in runes drops down from the sky and lands at your feet
4. You hear the voice of your worst enemy in the walls
5. You would do anything for a grilled cheese sandwich
6. You have a cute and cuddly kitten...where did that come from?

Comments

[punch_it]

"Good choice."

Jane popped back off the wall and circled him with a thoughtful look.

"Never going to get over this."

[capt_forehead]

You could say that.

Touching the same flower that changed us. Kind of simple sounding, until you realize that there was an endless number of gardens people had to go through to find which one was the 'magical' one.

It was.. interesting.

[dammitkirk]

"Get over what? Being stuck here under the ocean, or the fact that you have a female version of myself?" His eyes tracked Jane's movements, body still.

[punch_it]

"It took Spock a day to believe me." She shouldn't be surprised Bones just knew. It kind of made Jane want to cry in pure relief that she wouldn't have to spend forever trying to convince him she was who she said she was.
"I've had a while to get over that. She wouldn't be any happier to see me than you are."

[listentome]

The sound of his name breaks the trance Yancy has fallen into. He blinks slowly and shakes his head slightly to clear some of the fog clouding it. The kitten mewls in protest when he shifts his shoulder, and he regards it with muted surprise and confusion before turning his attention to the source of the voice. It belongs to a young woman that he has never seen before, but the suit she is wearing gives her away as a Jaeger pilot.

"Yes?" he asks in return as he sits up a little straighter, wincing a bit when the kitten digs in its claws to keep its balance.

[notsharkbait]

"Yeah. When I showed up they were keeping us at a temple. The others had plans in the works to... try and get information so we could leave. There was an incident," Erin shrugs.

"This is their way of making sure we don't have enough time to get into trouble." She rolls her eyes slightly.

"They picked really crappy jobs for us. I failed arts and crafts," she deadpans the last part.

[dammitkirk]

"He, of all people, should know about alternate timelines." he jibed, then moved, hands behind his back.

"You think either one of us would not be happy to see their Kirk after an absence?" He spoke, very carefully, the very recent loss and regain of Jim forever fresh in his mind.

[punch_it]

"I believe it had more to do with our timelines being the same."

She knows. Okay? She knows. She knows just how fucking fabulous it would be for you and Spock to see Jim alive and well.

But you've got her instead.

"She'd find a way to blame me for this."

[your_logic_is_impeccable]

Oh how Spock preferred to be in his science blue.

Seeing Bones's defense posture came almost as a welcome confirmation of his authenticity.

"I would state that 'it is good to see you' here, but the statement seems inappropriate in our situation." The situation of being kidnapped, that is.

[makomori]

Mako's also wandering the maze, her thoughts a whirl from her sudden appearance here, still in the drivesuit, fresh from the final battle with the kaiju, and lacking a few things, like Raleigh and answers.

[your_logic_is_impeccable]

When she stopped and turned to address him, Spock studied her eyes, searching for any sign of recognition. What he found instead was shock.

When the woman spoke, it was Uhura's voice.

"Nyota?" he repeated. But he could already see. There was no recognition.

"I believe it was my mistake." The disappointment was there, but didn't register in his voice, or on his face. "I mistook you for someone I know."

[makomori]

She sucks in a breath, then smiles. "I would have preferred different circumstances, Mr. Becket, but I know your brother, Raleigh. We Drifted together, and so, I have a part of you and him in my head, now."

A bit blunt, but it was better to get it out in the air.

[listentome]

Okay. That is definitely not one of the admittedly few potential answers he had been expecting from her. He stares at her, incredulity replacing the weariness in his expression. Maybe this is not a fellow Ranger after all. Maybe this is one of those obsessed fans that make their own drivesuit replicas and invent fantasies where they insert themselves into the daily life of a PPDC member.

"Uh. What?"

Bo | Lost Girl

[succubestie]

[Building lava lamps shouldn't be a job. And Bo is the last person who should be doing it.]

Seriously, if I have to put one more of these together, I'm either going to fall asleep from boredom or chuck it across the room just for fun.

Nick Hardaway | Rose Red

[littleofthislittleofthat]

"This certainly isn't what I expected," he mused quietly, taking in his surroundings. He was standing in a hedge maze, of all places. A far cry from the maze that Rose Red had become when he'd been consumed by her. As far as post-death locales went... it could have been far worse.

The being a suitor for a prince thing was unusual, though. There wasn't much he could do about it, so, for the time being he walked through the maze, taking in what he could. Learning what he could.

Len "Bones" McCoy | Star Trek AOS (genderbent AU)

[bitcheslovehypos]

"You've got to be kidding me." Bones was storming through the topiary maze. First she was kidnapped - as a possible bride to the Nysgod prince, no less - and now she was lost in a maze. With a kitten. She wasn't sure why, exactly, she'd picked the fuzzball up, but she had. So at least she had an audience for her grumbled diatribe.

Holding the kitten up by the scruff of the neck, she scowled. "This is all Jane's fault," she groused to it, before tucking the thing back in her arms and continuing her rapid trek through the maze. Somehow, it seemed appropriate to pin the blame on Jane in her irritability. A lot of the trouble in her life was caused by the Enterprise captain.

[resonatespeech]

[Wren is used to things like hedge mazes, so when she finds herself in one, she approaches it with the same sort of focus she applies to music, and to magic. And to fighting. She, however, has no idea what the cry of ‘Marco’ means, exactly. But she understands the meaning behind the word. She cannot call out in kind, cannot tell him where she is or that she’s coming to look for him.

So she pulls her violin from where it hangs on her back, draws her bow, before tucking it under her chin and playing a questioning series of notes that carry through the maze, saying, plain as day, ‘Where are you?’]

[hisonlygirl]

There were plenty of grouchy people who might know a Jane but the voice pulled at the Enterprise. So while mapping the maze was interesting enough she left the task momentarily to find the person who seemed to be trapped in the foliage puzzle. It doesn't take her long to reach the woman, approaching her from behind.

"Lost?" She asked, popping up beside the strangely familiar woman.

[listentome]

Yancy Becket has never really been a fan of mazes. They have always been more of a source of headaches than of fun in his opinion. And yet here he is, wandering the topiary maze, too restless to grab more than a couple hours of sleep despite being bone tired. Perhaps a bit of physical activity will burn off the jittery energy.

Like many decisions made under the influence of adrenaline and lack of sleep he soon comes to regret entering the maze. A growl of annoyance escapes him when the trail he has been following brings him to a topiary he knows he has passed several times already, temptation to kick the damn thing flaring in his chest. Reining in on the impulse he steps back and studies the pathways that lead away from where he currently stands, plotting out which ones he has already taken. One of them will take him to where he needs to go and sooner or later he is bound to pick the right one. He just prefers it to be sooner.

Movement in the corner of his eye draws his attention back the way he had just come. He pauses when he sees that it is a woman and debates a moment whether to approach her or not. In the end he decides that it can't hurt to be at the very least polite. "Excuse me! Are you as lost as I am?" he calls, hoping that he does not startle her in the process even as he musters up a friendly smile.

[mostnobelknight]

"Ah..." Logan blinks slightly. He had imagined this place was held together by some feet of magic. He is just a Paladin after all. His world is ruled by magic and the gods, not this mysterious art called science.

The fish are like small paintings. He had once seen paintings of dragons in his former Lord's castle but he had never imagined he would see anything as beautiful nor alien looking as these fish.

"Ah... pardon. Is that thine pet?" He is curious as to why anyone would leave a kitten in this strange hall way. What if the magic fails? Running to escape death might not be something the kitten can manage.

Sir Logan Foxwood | D&D Original Character

[mostnobelknight]

He is distracted by the fish. They remind him of little paintings that he had seen as a boy during the years he trained. Back before the war, before he ended up being chosen as a Paladin.

Of a much more innocent time. He smiles to himself. It is rather nice to be able to think back to much less complicated times.

He is all for just enjoying everything when there is a sudden sharp pain. What is going on?

There is mocking haunting laughter echoing in the hall way and Sir Logan ends up on one knee clutching his side. He very rarely swears and desires to do so right now as he holds the injury.

"Come on out, you curr! I will not let thine cowardice go unanswered," the Paladin growls. He is positive he can hear the laughter bouncing off the walls. He will not be able to track them. He also is unsure if he has the strength of will to use some of the powers being a Paladin grants him as he is both very angry and unsure how safe he is.

[cordelisse]

It’s the faint haunting, mocking laughter, in time with the familiar prickle of warning, that sends Zoey running towards the barracks tunnel. She arrives to find a stranger kneeling on the floor, clutching at a wound. His growled words slow her, and she approaches carefully, hands held out in (what she hopes) is the universal sign for ‘I’m unarmed’ and ‘I come in peace’. She’s not particularly keen on earning a blade in her own ribs in attempting to aid him. But she refuses to just leave him there.

“I suspect they’re long gone by now,” she tells him, closing more of the distance between them, but still far enough away to avoid an attack. “Let me help you.”

[hisonlygirl]

Someone else came to admire the view. It reminds her of her time she spent under the sea, without the threat of the crushing pressure pressing down on her so great to make her structure buckle. She can enjoy the beauty of the deep blue sea without the worry that her crew of five hundred will be at risk. Unlike her this place was built to withstand the dangers of the ocean floor.

The moment was peaceful, swaying slightly to let the hem of her white dress brush against her thighs. For safety her feet were shod with boots and a black leather jacket kept the chill away.

But then the tranquility is broken when someone further down the tunnel starts yelling. She looks over at the stranger and the Enterprise is certain he is a complete stranger to her. It doesn't mean she'll ignore him. No, in fact, she leaves her chosen spot to venture closer. "Are you alright?"

[mostnobelknight]

"I expect thou art right, m'lady," Logan agrees in a crisp tone. He will not let go of his weapon.

If something tries to attack he wants to be able to fight back. He looks at Zoey then at his blade before slipping it back into it's sheath. He has no intention of frightening someone who is here to help him.

"I hope mine yelling did not frighten thee. I am most.... vexed at the curr who attacked me."

[mostnobelknight]

"Nay," he moves his hand slightly.

"I am wounded but not so bad for us to need a... doctor?" The word is unfamilar to him. Science is still as mysterious as magic to the young Paladin. He thinks they are just really weird wizards who use different sorts of words.

"But I fear that the curr who stabbed me may be near. Take care, my lady. I would not like to see thee hurt."