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

[punch_it]

[Jane's only 3/4 of the way dressed, half a bagel hanging from her mouth, hair doing things only hair can do when running behind, when she drops into the seat on the shuttle beside him. She drags her feet up onto the seat to tie the laces of her boots, cursing around the partly eaten bagel. She missed her command uniform. Missed the ease of jumping into a pair of boots and sliding a dress over her head and being ready to go.

She swallowed a bite of soggy bagel and let the rest drop into her hand before finally giving the guy beside her a long look over. He appeared ready to punch a hole through the shuttle wall.]

Are you all right?

[asouthron]

[ Really? He is clearly throwing out the "fuck off" vibes. This girl either has a brass pair on her or is completely oblivious to the social mores of the human species. particularly the one that explicitly states he doesn't want anyone near him. ]

Oh just goddamn peachy, kid. I'm on a rust bucket of a shuttle--Made in the Dark Ages,by the way! All it'd take is the wrong emitted frequency to shakes this bucket of bolts apart--on my way to a job I'm more than overqualified for, shanghaied to a backwater world so I can make trinkets for the rich and lazy. And you wonder if I'm all right?

[ McCoy huffs at her with a roll of his eyes. ]

Oh, and do yerself a favor, kid, and clear out. I get motion sickness...

[punch_it]

[It's probably a little of both.

He was fooling himself if he believed that was going to make her run. He would need to try much harder to shake her off.

Jane leans back, grin unfurling like the sun coming out after a rainy day. Lightning might not strike twice, but apparently bitchy southern aviophobes do.]

Just don't aim for my shoes. I think we'll be fine.

[Jane had to toss out her favorite shoes and go barefoot to check-in the last time anyone threw up on her. As if she hadn't looked wrecked enough.]

[asouthron]

[ That smile. It's enough to help him back up his threat and actually vomit. No one should be that easygoing, especially after an old man has just ranted like the antisocial asshole he pretends to be. ]

No promises, kid...

[ Folding his arms over his chest defensively, he prays to God she takes the hint that this whole conversation is over. He just wants to focus on his own misery, and he can't do that when a sunny little shit is bugging him. ]

[punch_it]

Jane.

[Jane takes a bite of her bagel, unaffected, and she extends her free hand toward him. Her grin settles into a much more familiar, much more terrifying smirk.]

Jane Kirk.

[It's no fun teasing the guy when he doesn't know who she is. It is SO MUCH more fun when it's served with an order of brain death.]

[asouthron]

[ Jane Kirk. His stony scowl breaks under the weight of deja vu that finally clocks him like a punch in the face.

His hazel eyes slowly pull away from the horizon to the offered hand, then up into a pair of blue that had been made for one person. ]

You've gotta be kiddin' me...

[punch_it]

[Jane beams and claps him on the shoulder, giving him a light shake before offering up a thermos.]

Love you too, Bones. I left my hip flask in another universe, but I promise what's in here makes up for it.

[asouthron]

Jesus Christ on a cracker...

[ He takes the thermos numbly from the woman, but he can't drink quite yet. McCoy's mouth is too agape to hold any liquid at this point anyway. ]

Wha--Why are...? How?

[ There are just too many questions and they are all fighting for dominance in the doctor's mouth. ]

[punch_it]

[Breathe, Bones. Air isn't optional. He's going to need to breathe if he wants any kind of answer. Jane can't remember the last time she managed to reduce Bones to true incoherence but he was gibbering now.]

Am I a girl? From what I understand that's my father's fault, but I'm not the doctor here.

[Jane innocently shrugs.]