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Shadow Mods ([personal profile] shadowmods) wrote in [community profile] outofshadows2013-12-06 12:06 pm
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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!

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?
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All the fun!

[personal profile] thelastmonster 2013-12-09 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Her infernal hair had slipped free of her head scarf again, as it was wont to do as if it had a mind of its own. A wild, uncaring for the vessel that grew and transported it mind. She stopped and quickly, hoping not to draw more attention to herself, undid the scarf, tucked the offending locks of burgundy and russet and deep red back into submission and retied the scarf.

At that moment she became aware that she had, in fact, caught someone's attention. She braced herself, reaching out to assess the caliber of person drawing closer.

And was surprised to find not uncontrollable rage, and not uncontrollable lust, but a strong mind with feelings soundly walled off from her reading. It reminded her much of Brigan, the man she loved back home, but there was something so profoundly different. She got the sense there so much more but it was all so well concealed from her.

It impressed her to encounter someone so disciplined and well organized.

She turned to address the person following her, and stopped at the sight of him. He appeared mostly human, but for the peculiar way his ears were unmistakably pointy.

She blinked, realizing her shock must have registered on her face. "Forgive me. You wanted something from me? How can I help you?"
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[personal profile] your_logic_is_impeccable 2013-12-09 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
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."
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[personal profile] thelastmonster 2013-12-09 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Fire was taken aback by the man’s admissions more than she was with his face. He had given her something no one ever else had. Never before had she ever been mistaken for someone else. Everyone always knew precisely who she was, thanks to the generations of monsters that had come before her, and the legacy of her cruel father. Because of this, her reputation always preceded her. Anonymity was not a luxury she could own.

She let the feeling bounce around her mind, let it sink in. She caught herself smiling at the experience and quickly reined herself back in. Clearly this man had expected to see someone else, and disappointment was surely following the realization she wasn’t that person.

This man’s voice was accented in a way she wasn’t familiar, he was clearly not from The Dells.

“I am sorry I am not the person you were expecting,” she said, trying to smooth over this misunderstanding. “I am called Fire. I’ve just arrived here. Are you like me, one of the candidates? Or are you one of the Nysgods?”
Edited 2013-12-09 13:22 (UTC)
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[personal profile] your_logic_is_impeccable 2013-12-12 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"It is illogical to apologize Fire, as you cannot be at fault for my misinterpretations."

Spock's words were spoken in unwavering monotone. But it lacked any tones of condescension. It was simply how he spoke.

"You may call me Spock. And yes, I am also one of the candidates."

It was hard for him not to stare at her, even more than what's expected in the course of a normal conversation. Every movement resembled Uhura.
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[personal profile] thelastmonster 2013-12-13 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
“I just meant it as an expression of sympathy,” Fire said with a small smile, his brusk tone did not make her pause, she felt no condescension from him. “You must have wanted to see a familiar face from home.” She knew she would like to see someone from home. “Though, I suppose that would mean they are in the same predicament, and that might not be much better.”

Spock was an interesting name, but didn’t translate as anything in Dellian. A unique name to this man’s culture.

“Have you been here long?” Knowing the duration of her stay might be beneficial.
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[personal profile] your_logic_is_impeccable 2013-12-15 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded at her words. As much as Spock missed Kirk and Uhura (though he'd never tell them so), the Vulcan did not wish for either of them to be trapped here.

"Nearly two months." But he caught on to why she asked. "However, other candidates have told me that they have been here for months, or years."