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Test Drive Meme

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!

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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?

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Spock?

That namedrop causes the Doctor to look up, because, really? Who in Starfleet hadn't heard of Ambassador Spock.

"An epiphany, I take it?"

"Yeah, you could say that," Kirk grumbles raking his fingers through his hair.

"Just not sure what it means. Just that Vulcans are a pain in my ass."

Except his Spock. His Spock is now his best friend next to McCoy.

"There's a quite a list of things I'd rather do than this but as I understand it, this is supposed to be punishment. Or maybe simply something to keep us occupied so we can't cause more trouble." She shakes her head. Despite looking a great deal like a Nysgod, the Enterprise is far from being one of them.

While she did enjoy having something to do she would much rather have a choice about it.

"You're welcome, Captain," the Enterprise grins back at him.

"Yes, the race has a particular stubborn streak."

He's recalling the many times Tuvok couldn't be dissuaded from something logical. Because he was right.

"I respect them. One of them is.... one of the best people I know no matter how much he frustrates me," Kirk admits.

Wanting to shake Spock at least once a day is normal for Jim.

"They've gone through a lot in my ..... time line."

"As if I don't find trouble anyways." Jim can't help looking up and smirking at the woman. To him she does not quite look like the Nysgods. There are differences in how she looks that stand out to him.

Her response has him raise his eyebrows slightly.

"I know you." He is so sure of this. He knows he hasn't seen her here before but he knows her. He just knows it.

"We expect nothing less," a light teasing. They were used to looking for subtle differences, to not comparing one person to another - one species could be similar yet not in comparison to another.

That grin only grows wider at his words.

"You do, though I look completely different from the last time we saw each other." She stops putting together the lamp and turns completely towards him. "I'm not a crew member but am a member of Starfleet and serve you directly, our first encounter was in Riverside."

That gets a bright smile from him. She knows him so well. He knows her and this is comforting.

They never had sex. He knows that.

"Riverside?" His eyebrows furrow in thought. That night had been intense. Then he had gone to the ship yard. He remembers a lot from that trip.

Oh. He looks up as he tightens a screw.

"You're the Enterprise somehow. Nysgod technology?"

She knows him as well as she knows every inch of herself - from bow to stern and every tiny corner in between. Yet somehow Kirk can manage to still surprise her. It's a beautiful thing in her opinion.

No, they never had sex. Sex was a curious passing thought to her, one she would like to try eventually. Though he may (most definitely) find her in his bed in the future.

The Enterprise is quiet as he puzzles out the answer, the realization evident to her before he even says a word.

"I am. However, we have yet to discover how it's possible."

A few rows in front of him, and in Kirk's direct line of sight, Spock sits down at her station. Her worker's uniform is pristine and she lifts up her messenger bag and sets it down on the ground, leaning it exactly 75 degrees against her stool.

The haircut, the ears, the complete lack of expression. Everything screams Vulcan.

That's when she makes eye contact, and the faintest twitch in her eyebrow follows a type of recognition. But Spock dismisses it. She's never seen the man in her life, why would he seem familiar?

He knew her as well as a Captain could. Captains are always married to their ships. It is just a fact like that Earth's sky is blue.

The fact he knows what she is right away just puzzles him. He guesses this is because he almost died to save her and the crew she carried. He would have died if his command crew wasn't filled out with brilliant people.

He owes Nyota one. If she wants an awesome shore leave with Spock someday he'll help make it happen.

"Well anything is possible eventually."

While she couldn't feel anything as a ship, as a machine the Enterprise could have feelings now. There had been so many at the beginning. She almost thought she would have drowned in them. They subsided to something more manageable but as time went by the ship had felt the absence of her Captain. Sure Jane was around but as much as the ship could claim her they both knew that there was another ship out there, one that had known her Captain as a female instead of male. There would always be the smallest of differences between her timeline and that of any other Kirk.

So it was not unreasonable or illogical to say that she had missed her Captain's presence here. He had been such a big part of her life ever since the day they went to Vulcan. That meant it was perfectly sane to be glad to have him here, even if it meant he too was trapped.

"Eventually. The Nysgods seem to have technology beyond ours yet here we are, making more lava lamps than any species could possibly need."

He is not lost in the maze. Far from it actually. Sirius is here because he wanted to be. In fact, someone may find him suspicious just standing at an intersection in the foliage and staring at the wall. A long, refined stick is tapping against his leg gently and the teen is muttering under his breath.

Then he lit up. "That's it!" With a wave of his wand and more muttering, in a language that is most certainly not English, he stepped back from the hedge. In fact, he moved extremely far away.

The hedge looked unchanged but anyone who walked passed it will find themselves being insulted. Sirius, the one responsible for the hedge's newfound ability to speak, is standing nearby.

Regulus was lost in the maze. He was a few deep breaths away from shedding his carefully constructed, cool demeanor and simply blasting his way out of the maze.

He’d entered this park on the idea that nature was supposed to calm ones nerves, and one like him would certainly be agitated after being kidnapped for a matrimonial union he did not agree to. Why he believed this misguided platitude was a mystery. New environs, perhaps he was thinking too optimistically about trying out new thinking.

But now he was lost in a verdant hell. He could see the irony in that, being Slytherin. He usually loved green, but this was dirt covered torture.

“Wee little Black should run home to his mummy before the big, bad bush makes him wail like a poor excuse for a banshee.”

Oh, and now the plants were turning on him.

He didn’t see his brother waiting in hiding, Regulus just glared daggers at the section of the maze wall that had spoken its last insult.

He raised his wand at the bush and with a few harsh words later, the branches crumbled in ash.

Honestly, it was just a bit of fun but he can hear the poor plant burning after the spell had been cast. The voice that had done it was uncomfortably familiar. Sirius very nearly turned around and continued deeper into the maze just so he wouldn't have to deal with who was around the corner.

Yet, Sirius was never one to back down from his family - especially in the more recent years of his life. So a deep breath later to control that Black temper and out he stepped in order to face his little sibling.

Who wasn't so little anymore. Regulus looked older than last time Sirius had seen him. Not that he should be surprised considering what he'd learned of this place already. He didn't let the momentary shock register on his face. "You really should be ashamed of yourself, killing an innocent bush like that. I'm going to have to report you to the Task Force Dedicated to the Protection of Magical Flora."

Oh, he should have known. That insult had carried a familiar ring to it.

He shut his eyes and took a deep breath before turning to face his brother.

Sirius was younger than the last time he’d seen his brother, but he would guess he was out of Hogwarts. Not yet from Azkaban, the wand and the lack of haunting madness gave it away. Regulus had been inside that building on Death Eater business, relaying a message, and he knew he never wanted to go back there again.

And none of this told him how this meeting would go.

“Please do,” he quipped back, rocking on his heels for emphasis. “If they can make it, then they’ll take me far, far away from this place.”

"Oh, because that's mature."

Not that Draco was really one to talk. As far as things went, he was perhaps one of the least mature magic-users out there, particularly when one stopped to consider the fact that he was supposed to be some sort of upstanding individual. Supposedly. He didn't really concern himself with it, not when he could generally just berate others for their own failures.

Sirius might not be lost, but Draco...well, Draco sort of was. He liked to think he could get out just fine. He probably couldn't, but that was neither here nor there. It wasn't every day that a hedge started insulting him when he walked by, after all.

"You're not so great yourself, hedge," he sneered at the thing, cheeks flushing a little bit with irritated embarrassment as he glanced around for whomever might have done such a thing.

It's not as though he meant for it to be insulting specifically towards his brother. Or that he'd known his brother was even here. If anything, Sirius would rather have James, Remus or Peter. Though it was better than Snivellus.

Not quite out of Hogwarts though well on his way out the door and the teachers will surely be glad of it after all of the trouble he's helped cause. As for Regulus, he can only guess at his brother's age. Older than him, certainly, but he has no idea just how many years had passed.

"'fraid not. Punishment for bush death is eternal imprisonment in a flora prison. Welcome to Shrubbery Penitentiary." He motioned to the area around them.

"Says the man-child," the bush retorted back.

Being mature when one had magic was a silly thing in Sirius' opinion. They were much better off using it for fun things rather than all those things they'd been taught in school. It was preferred than using it to harm or kill others.

Honestly, loads of magic at the tip of his fingers and Malfoy can't even find his way out of maze. Not even a magical maze. Just a plain, ordinary, boring Muggle maze.

"I'll have you know that I'm the finest hedge in the bunch!" It huffed.

There was no stopping it, Sirius let out a laugh. Was it because of the fact that Draco was actually talking back to it, or some other reason, is unclear. With his cover blown the teenager stepped out of his hiding spot. "Having a bit of trouble?" Was his innocent question.

It wasn’t an insult. He tried to keep from letting that small voice in the back of his head that latched on to the barest possibility that there could ever be anything amicable between him and Sirius again from filling him with hope.

And Regulus opened his mouth to remark about that. To engage in a way that showed he wanted them to interact like brothers.

It wasn’t an insult, but it wasn’t an olive branch either. He closed his mouth and reconsidered what he would say.

If anything, he was mad that his brother hadn’t given him a blatant reason to hate him.

That miniscule hope flared for one second, flashing across his face before it was replaced by something blank. They weren’t old chums reuniting, and the best thing for Regulus was to leave his brother to his pranking.

“Then be so kind and do give the warden my regards.”

Regulus turned to his right to leave.

"Excuse you," Draco retorted with an offended gasp, turning away from the hedge. There was really no reason he had to take that from shrubbery, especially not since he knew full well that he wasn't a man-child. He wasn't that old yet; he was allowed to have his moments.

And it wasn't that he couldn't find his way out, and more that he wasn't trying. It had been a pleasant walk, up until the point when the bushes started insulting him. Honestly. The nerve of some supposedly inanimate objects. Highly unnecessary.

Grey eyes snapped sharply over to Sirius, narrowing slightly in slight recognition that went otherwise unacknowledged. "No. It's hardly trouble."

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