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

[solus_unus]

[Those he can handle better than the elbow to the ribs.]

Try me.

[fivethreestrawberryblonde]

[elbows to the ribs hurt.]

When exactly is this Prince going to take his mate?

[fivethreestrawberryblonde]

Equally convoluted. So everything about Niflheim basically leads back to difficult solutions for strange problems that probably shouldn't have come up in the first place. Is that about right?

[artistwithasickness]

[Devi watched his gaze fall and it only deepened her smirk. The girls were getting a lot of attention since she'd hopped worlds and it had gotten to a point where she accepted it for what it was. The appreciation was noted and flattering; better to come from a handsome source then one that made her skin crawl.

She gestured vaguely in the direction she had before.]

Yonder. Not that it helps much; it is a maze. I'd ask if your brand of immortality brought powers, jumping things in single bounds or something, but considering you're lost..

How's your sense of direction?

[handymetacrisis]

"Something blue?" He finished with a snicker, still mulling this over in his head. Some old, new, borrowed blue. No, they weren't married, were they? He really needed to stop doing that.

"Still no clue."

[sexy_bluebox]

"Precisely." Sexy waits patiently, giggling and rolling her eyes when he can't figure it out. "Now I'm just giving it away, darling."

"I'm the one that goes, vworp, vworp."

:D

[reincarnshaman]

[Even if she had caught her teleporting she wouldn't have gotten anything. It's an odd ... well... no one in Trever's world has been able to figure out how she teleports either. She fritzes out technology when she goes so they can't get any sensor readings.

The knots about Trever are a rather like a geas as in they are a geas related to a curse. We wouldn't say puppet though (his family has happily flipped off some of the gods they're bound to) not that she'd know that. More like Old Fashioned Hero. Hound of Ulster and all that fun stuff.]

Ugh. No. That's disgusting beyond disgusting. [then...] But there might be.

[The Rolly polly grey kitten -Mayhem - vanishes and appears in her shirt right in her boobs. FREEEEEND? I CAN HAZ FREEEEND? he seems to ask with his big yellow eyes.]

[frostyoutodeath]

He'd avoided thinking about Katniss for the longest time. Peeta had hid her so deep in his heart that some days he lay awake at night, ashamed that his own memories of her were fading.

Yet here she was, bright as fire, clear as day, his Katniss, just staring out into the water.

Peeta flung his messenger bag to his side and ran towards her. "Katniss!"

[fredless]

[She's gone and walked into someone. Fred's cheeks flare briefly as she looks up into unfamiliar features. Only apparently? That part doesn't work both ways.

Her brow knits itself up with confusion]

I'm .... I don't think we've met? Only you know my name, so that' a silly enough statement right there."

[mockingjay_on_fire]

Hearing his voice calling to her seemed for a moment like that surreal hallucination in the arena. There was no shimmering in the air, nothing that could indicate that this was a tracker jacker nightmare. It seemed so impossible and improbable for Peeta to be in this place, save for the fact that their lives always ran side by side, linking them together inexplicable ways.

She turned slowly, afraid for a moment that it was nothing but a trick. That instead of Peeta, it would be a jabberjay, a mutt, something other than the baker's boy that she had clung to for so long.

He was running towards her. First instinct was to turn on her heel and escape, second instinct was to reach for her bow, the arena still firmly fixed in her mind.

But all too suddenly, she found herself diving forward, diving into his arms as the last saving grace she would ever know. "Peeta!" She cried out.

[mostnobelknight]

Zoey has nothing to fear from Logan. The Paladin is well used to magic. It is not overly common in every village but common enough that he understands it. Now if she was using it to hurt people or dominate their minds he would object violently.

"Ah. Thou art a sorceress, then?"

He acts as if it is nothing. "Then what I art about to do will not trouble thee. Good. I would be unhappy if it made thee uncomfortable. I trry to avoid such things."

He places his hand over the cleaned cut. Something about his hand seems to glow. Most of the wound is sealed up by the time he pulls his hand away.

"Alas, the wound was longer and deeper than I can heal in one day. It will be better on the marrow."

[mostnobelknight]

"I agree with thee. Confusion just leads to needless fights," the Paladin says with a careful shrug. He prefers peace before fighting but he would have been a knight had the Goddess not called him to duty.

"Then.... this is a new shape for thee," Logan guesses. "Tis no matter. Thou art a kind lady. I am sure you were just as kind f your... true form."

He moves his hand so she can get to the wound. "As you will, my lady."

[frostyoutodeath]

Peeta's arms wrapped tightly around her, holding her body against his. He could feel her, and she was real. He closed his eyes, just taking in the smell of her hair and her neck and even her uniform shirt.

He could stay like this for eternity.

"Katniss," he said, his voice just above a whisper. "I can't believe you're here."

His arms still holding steadily onto hers, Peeta gently let go of their embrace, giving the air just enough space between their bodies for his own eyes to search hers. He had so many questions.

[mockingjay_on_fire]

She stared at him in wide eyed wonder. Her hands reaching out to touch his face, his arms, all of him. Just to make fully certain that he was here. "You're here...real or not real?" She asked, smiling despite herself. Seeing him already grounding her and pulling her free of the dark thoughts. The memories that she didn't want to consider at this time.

"I didn't think...I didn't expect to see you here. Wherever here is...they told me we aren't in Panem..."

[frostyoutodeath]

He rubbed his cheek into her palm, taking in the warmth, and soon he was hugging her again. But when she asked that question, their question, Peeta looked Katniss straight in the eye. "Real."

"I'm here." He slid one of his hands down her arm, and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"We're not in Panem anymore. No one here has even heard of it." A beat. "We were brought here by something they call 'the Grasp.' According to them, it's currently broken and can't bring us home." In other words, they'd been kidnapped.

[listentome]

His smile falters and dims a little around the edges, his brow briefly furrowing in confusion. He doesn't recognize the woman in the slightest but judging from her smile and the way she says his name she definitely recognizes him. When he spies the first traces of tears in her eyes as he finally reaches her he stops and shifts his weight awkwardly. Yancy Becket can face down a raging kaiju with no problem. Faced with a crying woman, however, and he is at a bit of a loss.

"Are you...okay?" he asks, concerned despite the strangeness of the moment.

[mockingjay_on_fire]

She stared ahead as she desperately tried to absorb the information, struggling in the same manner she did after the destruction of District 12. After Peeta had been taken.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I was the Mockingjay, but killed President Coin. I lived in District 12, but District 12 isn't here any longer. I'm somewhere else. Somewhere that doesn't have districts or Panem or Haymitch or Gale.

She rubbed her head lightly, taking a breath. "Why are we brought here? They said something about a prince?"

[hisonlygirl]

"It is. I'm not sure you'd believe me if I said what I was before," she admitted truthfully. How was anyone supposed to admit that they had been a ship that soared amongst the stars and be believed? The Enterprise looked up at him. "You are right about that. I would not turn my back on someone in need."

Not unless commanded to by her Captain and her Captain was not the sort to do that. In fact, Kirk often went against the Prime Directive to help people.

She knelt down, pulling apart the wrapper of the bandage. Once it was ready the Enterprise carefully placed it over the wound, pressing down on the edges to ensure that it was stuck. Once done she stood back up. "There. That should help."

[leelaofthesevateem]

"Yes, I did. He seems to know a great many people." And if the Doctor didn't know anyone wherever they went, he made both enemies and friends there quite quickly. Leela too, for that matter. "You know him as well? You traveled in his TARDIS?" As if there was any other way to travel with the Doctor.

"I did, it was odd. I have never felt so disoriented before." It had been a frightening experience given Leela hadn't known what was going on. "I do not trust what these people say, though. And then giving us some device to use to communicate, that I do not trust." Suffice it to say, Leela did not have her ear bud in currently. For that matter, did she even still have the ear bud on her or had she left it somewhere?


[OOC: Do bear with me, I'm not entirely sure what her canon point shall be. Buuut for the purposes of this thread I'm just going to go with somewhere in "The Invasion of Time."]

[mostnobelknight]

"Aye, I would likely not. There is much that escapes reason. The fish are even like paintings though I see they breath and move," he admitted nodding towards a jewel toned fish. "I know of many things so this is a bit.... perplexing."

He had never seen a bandage like that before. The fact it sticks to his skin seems like a wonder.

"I thank thee. I did not know bandages did this. Tis a miracle."

[handymetacrisis]

Running the list through his head again with the added sounded, it finally clicked.

"Oh, no way!" He shook his head with disbelief, but complete giddy at the idea. "Now way! You're the TARDIS. How did that happen?"

[frostyoutodeath]

Peeta nodded, keeping his eyes on her, taking in every reaction.

"Prince Tristan. The official story is that we've been brought here to be his mate. We're called 'candidates,' and he hasn't selected any of the candidates who have been brought here, for a long time now."

[hasperkynipples]

[Dean managed to finagle his way into this new and shiny job assignment because ... he's Dean. He looks up from his spot on the assembly line with a bit of a smirk in Bo's direction.]

Just be grateful it's not tablecloth embroidery.

[Seriously. Be grateful.]

[capt_forehead]

[Angel gave a lopsided smile.]

Pretty much yeah. On the plus side, when they throw parties, it's really nice parties. Open bar too.

Though I don't know how much good that'd do you..

[He pegged her for about 17..]

[braveandstupid]

[This is also a problem Elena has. Well, she tends to more often get lost against her will or wind up in a place where some kind of supernatural creature is looking to catch her but the end result is always the same.

Elena. Lost in a corn maze. Hating her life.

She's starting to think she's doomed to wander forever when she hears that very loud "MARCO" over the top of the hedges. She glances around looking in the direction of the sound before shouting back.]

POLO!

[No really, she's just playing along.]