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Test Drive Meme
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?
Lust | Fullmetal Alchemist (2003 with Damned CR)
But then a door had opened, and another, and another, and suddenly Lust felt as though she were standing in the center of a great chamber that was nothing but doors. And behind each one was some mystery, some revelation, some entire rewriting of what the homunculus accepted as reality.
It was enough to make her long for simpler days. Did this place have some sort of direct line to her mind? The mental image was reinforced when Lust opened a proper wood door and found a room that seemed to contain nothing but the sort of amusements and distractions that might have been popular in Amestris twenty years ago. Wooden horses and jack-go-springs and an old dollhouse that surely children human back home - and where was home, really? How long ago was it? - would have stamped their feet and bawled their little eyes out on sidewalks for.
It was furnished, the big toy house. Lust closed the door behind her and knelt in front of the diminutive mansion, dimly curious. There was even a little wooden family, to live inside. Children played at human lives and learned to be proper humans that way. Hadn't she done the same for so long, with Envy and Gluttony? They had lived so many lives, so many roles, played at being proper people for so very long...
But nothing had ever danced close to the edge of proper when the playing was done.