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

[artistwithasickness]

People were fun to watch. They radiated the basiscs of what they were and their top level insecurities through words and shoulder sets, an adjustment of the eyes or a fidget of fingers. Signs that she'd learned to mark and pay attention too.

So, naturally, she was curious as her view came across the man standing in the middle of the way. He doesn't fidget like normal people, which means he probably isn't, for whatever reason.

Still, Devi isn't going to get up from her bench a handful of feet from him. She digs in her pockets until she finds a small red bag of Candy. Skittles.

A blue one is plucked out and inspected before chucked at his head.

[voxnightvale]

If there is anything like a broadcasting center in this startling, fascinating city, Cecil is certain it will be in the administrative center. Because after all, the free flow of heavily censored information is just vital to a city. Any city. It's just the truth. Everyone knows it. And these Nysgod (and doesn't he love saying that aloud, the name of an alien race) may be able to speak mind to mind, but there simply must be something like radio.

[treadstone]

David wouldn't say that it was fun to watch people. He was too preoccupied with the same things that Devi noticed. It came to him naturally. He could sit on a park bench and know where someone was heading, what they were doing, who they were. The step in their walk said they inured; said they were nervous; said they were upset; said they were ambivalent to everything the world was. Subtle creases in their brows. Did they watch where they were going? Were they looking around? How alert was their eyes?

He could almost tell what people were thinking just by their body language. Normal people weren't suppose to be able to do that. He was human. He slept, he ate, he bled. All he really wanted to be was human. Average. But he wasn't.

Everything about him was exemplary as far as to-the-bone-human was concerned. Including reflexes; hand catching the tiny object like he knew it was coming and then his eyes meet her. His walk says calm, steady, too-alert.

"Is that usually how you get people's attention?" A hand unfolds the candy and the tone itself isn't accusing or caustic. Even.

[artistwithasickness]

Her lips purse in an Oh with a quirk of her eyebrows and curl into a small one sided smirk. Always happy to be proven right. Her frame was relaxed as he came towards her, one ankle resting on top of a knee and green eyes glancing at the blue little prize. Devi was amused and utterly unapologeticly apathetic at her action.

"Yes." Simple honest answer. "You looked... confused."

[treadstone]

"Interesting method," he doesn't sound irritated, though. Instead, he plops the candy in his mouth and takes a seat. "I am. Do you have answers?"

Hey there Sexy :)

[handymetacrisis]

There was only so long that the Nysgods could keep the Doctor from poking around. He was on his way to the Admin building, trying to see if there was a way to sneak in. A sonic device would be handy right about now, but until he could pilfer enough things to make one, it wasnt going to hapen.

On his way he passed the strange wooman, stopping brielfy to see if he could point her in some direction. "New here?"

[artistwithasickness]

"Better then shouting 'Hey You'. And it depends on what your questions are." Her gaze continued to track him as he sat down before flicking back out among the people. Her methods give her more then just an out of normality; him catching the skittle was proof enough of that.

[treadstone]

"Only if you're looking for something specific." He looks back at her for a long moment but lets the statement hang where it was.

"Let's start with the Nysgod. Who are they? This isn't the first time I've taken a trip to another plane." If still felt weird to say that and for a moment there's a crease in his brow. No, he remembers. He wasn't near Langley last. He was... it was a city. With the people from the boat before. Charon. He remembers that name.

[sexy_bluebox]

[ooc: Yes! I did, hello! :D ]

"You!" Sexy grins wildly when she sees Sarah Jane. "I know you! Don't I? Didn't I? Do I?"

She tilts her head at the sweaty woman, eyes alight with something peculiar. "I don't know. Can you help me?"

Hello there, Handy! :D

[sexy_bluebox]

She turns around, brightening just a little when she sees him. Oh, she hasn't seen that face in...at least 200 years.

"Hardly what you'd call new, my dear."

[artistwithasickness]

He was smart. Devi hadn't had specifics, left it open to any possibility that would be presented on it's own. After all, you focus on one thing, you're libel to miss something else.

"They're just another race of people. Granted they read minds and shadow travel.. Powerful people, but still..." Still predictable within their limits. "The Grasp seems to be getting a taste of world hoppers," she commented, almost off-handedly.

[treadstone]

"It's not like I ask for it," he replies. He knows the tricks. Subtle hints. He wouldn't call it smart. Programming. Instinct. Hell. He leans back and crosses one arm over his shoulder and the other brushes over his chin and mouth in thought. Mind readers and shadow walkers. He'd never run in to those before.

He lets out an exhale. "So it's the same old. Move on along until something happens." A break. "You're one too. Not your first time?"

that is what I get for tagging while distracted...

[loyalfool]

"My apologies, Bert." Arthur had no issue addressing someone casually. He had done it with his wife long before he'd taken an interest in her that way. If one had a preferred nickname he would use it.

Once Bert was on his feet, he laid that hand on the other man's shoulder. Eyes watch the man's face for a moment. "Lancelot was a good man, and a better knight." Sure they'd had their moments of discord, especially when it came to Gwen but the man had be loyal. In the end Lancelot had sacrificed his life to save king and country.

After a moment he let his hand fall away. "Now, about that exit to this blasted maze."

[envy_the_sinners]

He caught onto the meaning behind the other man's words and frowned, lifting the kitten into his lap.

"I was planning to." Scar continued to pat the cat. Though he didn't exactly appear thrilled to have made a new friend, he had always had a fondness for cats. He looked up at the stranger once again.

"I take it you were taken as well?"

[loyalfool]

When the woman came sprinting around the corner he watched her a moment instead of revealing his presence. She looked quite the sight with her odd ears and her barefoot feet. While she did appear quite harmless - so had other people Arthur had been fooled by. Even if she wasn't quite human, at least she wasn't some entirely odd creature who made inhuman noises.

So he stepped forward, away from the wall comprised of leaves.

"Who are you?"

[hisonlygirl]

Sitting next to her is the Enterprise. While she was already aware of the history of twine there is something about seeing it in a movie. There was only one other who was as fascinated as she was about this movie.

So she leaned over and whispered quietly. "Over two hundred years later and twine is still used. Mostly in farming."

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[reincarnshaman]

There actually be a history of twine?

[Hello. Have a very Irish red head looking at your tattoos curiously. He also has a grey kitten sitting on one shoulder... another peeking out of a pocket in his duster... and a mamma cat winding around his ankles.

He will also look very interesting magically speaking. First off there's a bond between him and momma cat and from her a weaker one to the kittens. There's definitely a fae curse over his head, a sprinkling of the Morrigan... and Brigid... and for good shakes we'll toss in a round of something shiny good old beskerer-heroic gleam that's very old.]

I think I saw a grilled cheese sandwich shop down that way though.

[artistwithasickness]

"No one ever does." Insightful then.

His assessment was basically right and his question considered with a pause. "Nope. This is only the second plane I've been stuck in." Not to say anything of the other planes she's freely moved through.

"Nice catch, by the way."

[thebetterto]

It's not that Ruby spends her days trailing people and listening to their heartbeats. She doesn't. Because that would be creepy. But when it comes to certain people, she sometimes becomes aware of that bit of background noise being missing. Her first thought is usually "vampire" but she doesn't judge. It'd be like the pot calling the kettle black. However, she does make note of who has a heartbeat and who doesn't, just so she knows if someone who looks human isn't.

So one day when she's walking around the quiet library, she comes across Sarah. And Ruby notes the lack of a heartbeat. Okay, so not human then. Maybe Ruby should make more friends who aren't; people who are something else, like her.

"Hello. Are you a candidate, or a native of Gebo?"

[treadstone]

You'll come to find that David isn't someone to brag unless needed for intimidation tactics. He's an extremely humble individual when it comes that 'talents'. Call it what you want. It's just how he is.

"Thanks," its honest, but it comes with no additional information. "Where was your first? I mean, if you don't mind me asking."

[artistwithasickness]

Devi bobs her head in welcome, fingers dipping into her candy bag to pop one into her mouth.

"A street much more chaotic then this. This place isn't half bad, all things considered. What about you?"

[solus_unus]

[nope. not even going spare an opinion on the Vatican. he agrees on the rest with a nod.]

Something about the realism of it. Nothing was easy. People didn't take things for granted back then. Life had one lesson: kill or be killed.

[his tone drifts a little, remembering his all the lives he took, and his First Death. realising how serious that sounded, he shrugged.]

Nothing like it is now.

[artistwithasickness]

Not here, anyway. Or at home.

[That was a life lesson that she was far too familiar with. The seriousness came with the ideal as well.]

So I take it then that you're ridiculously old. [A teasing tone, having caught his drift and the experience that sounded behind the words]

Vampire?

[solus_unus]

You think the powers that be around here would enlist a candidate that might crack under the pressure? Wouldn't be the first time I've seen it happen. And as far as the legs, well we are in a different universe. Anything is possible.

[solus_unus]

[oh, this one was sharp. but, he kind of expected it. Devi didn't give him the impression, so far, of being one of those horribly oblivious people.

he grins, and laughs. cats out of the bag now.]

Fuck no. Just an Immortal trying to keep his head.