Test Drive Meme

[shadow_npcs]

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 (find the setting information here)...

1. Trapped by a giant Venus fly trap! Oh no!
2. Watching the evening light show at the beach
3. Admiring the magical castle the candidates have created in the meadow
4. Lost the desert, near the pixie dust canyon
5. Freezing your buns off on the tundra
6. Up high in the mountains and unsure how to get back down

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 area 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 air
5. You would do anything for a grilled cheese sandwich
6. You have a cute and cuddly kitten...where did that come from?

Comments

[inmybrothersshadow]

Rollo glanced over her for some moments. "I don't think red hair is such an oddity." One could not control their hair color, and his people tended to have some variation in hair color.

He listened to what she had to say. It was strange to him to hear of a god that didn't seek to guide the steps of his followers. Of course, Rollo could make his own choices, but how much of that was laid down by fate and how much of it was free will? "It is a strange notion for me. We each have a destiny, and we do what we can to be in the gods' favor. Lose their favor, and you could lose everything." He grew solemn, thinking of when he'd chosen to fight against his brother. Though when it came to the deciding moment in battle when he came face-to-face with his brother, he could not truly fight him.

Rollo was still questioning why the gods chose to spare his life. He betrayed his brother, his kinsmen, he should by all rights be dead by their laws. Yet he'd been spared. Siggy had told him it was because the gods had given him a chance to redeem himself, to prove himself.

"What does your god say of redemption?" This was not the conversation he'd anticipated having, but Rollo was currently lost, and he needed something to help ground him once again.

[didnotwant]

"It is where I'm from. Most people have darker hair. My father had dark hair." Her mother has very red hair. There is a ghost of a memory in the back of her head.

Her father putting up his jacket. Taking off his heavy work boot. Then moving to run his fingers through her mother's hair while peering over er shoulder to find out what was being cooked. Only to have his hand playfully slapped away as he went to steal a bite to eat.

That happened nearly every night. She feels bad that her father died. It killed the way her mother laughed.

"Mmm. Redemption is something that is given freely. We're all allowed to seek it. What is important is believing you are worthy and seeking to change or fix what damage you caused. A man who keeps saying he is sorry for lying but, turns around and lies again isn't actually sorry after all."

[kingofthenorth]

This was all happening so fast; just as becoming king of Winterfell came upon him only a few months ago at this point. Or so he estimated.

"You speak of things such as north of the Wall. Strange happenings that don't make sense. Strange stories I don't quite understand." The grass blows gently in the wind and he watches with an attempt to be stoic.

Finally, he looks over to Martha an offers a smile, "I think the cat is rather fond of you, miss."

[inmybrothersshadow]

Most where Rollo was from had fair hair, but there were a good number who had darker hair, like himself, even darker than him, and there were at times some redheads. It typically depended on who bred with who. Not that Rollo understood genetics the way she might, but he knew sometimes when new blood came into a village, the children could have different hair and eye colors from the rest of the village.

Listening to the description of redemption, Rollo nodded slightly, thinking over her words carefully. "Recently, I should have been sentenced to die for betraying my brother. The gods spared me from such a fate, and I did not see why they would. I still do not understand, though I was told before my arrival here that the gods gave me a second chance to earn trust back. Though how does one earn back trust after betraying my own brother and everyone I have known my entire life?"

He was deeply conflicted on what had happened. He disliked how flippant his brother seemed to be in regards to letting others have their glory as well. And well, Rollo had his own desires, and he hated being in his brother's shadow.

[didnotwant]

"That's... not easy."

She rubs her chin and jaw in thought. She isn't sure what she would do. She never had siblings. Her parents wouldn't have minded another child but her mother's health would have suffered and her father would never stand to hurt the people he cared for.

"If you are truly sorry, you must say so. I've seen many strange things but most men cannot read minds. Even if they could, expressing yourself is the most important thing you can do. There is no shame in speaking plainly. Usually what causes betrayal is.... self-motivation. You have to learn to set aside your pride. Everyone wants glory. Even mothers do. Women want to see their sons and daughters thrive." She pushes back some hair rolling her thoughts about in her head. His situation is complicated. She can practically hear the priest at her Church. She really does miss sitting in on Mass. Too bad she doesn't see herself being able to go back there. Not while sitting on a very distant beach.

"Put your people's needs first. Do everything you can to champion their causes. Their needs. Even if they do not trust your motivations, your actions will show what you mean. Some men won't trust you. Others will see that you've changed. It won't be easy but nothing worth doing is easy, I find."

[asgard_trickster]

"I don't know." He stepped closer and pressed a hand over the wound. The thick, sticky warmth certainly felt real. "I was in my cell. Then here. We just talked." Too much concern on his face and he hardened it back to stone. "What happened?"

[belovedone]

She puts one hand over his, grasping his wrist. The other goes to her forehead. She hadn't realized she was sweating.

"I was attempting to hide the mortal, Jane Foster." She paused, murmuring, trying to recollect things better. "Malekith. And, one of the Kursed, I think."

[notrosesshadow]

"Martha. I'm Martha," she replies with a smile of her own. "Or if you insist on being formal, Dr. Jones, but I usually only require my patients to call me that."

She looks around the meadow again before reconnecting eye contact with her new acquaintance. "I don't know this Wall you speak of, but I can tell you this place is all very strange. Even for those of us who deal with strange. If you have questions, I can answer them to the best of my ability."

She's trying to not overwhelm him with stories of different times and universes. She can see he's already overwhelmed as it is.

[paffswithtude]

"Huh..." Jubilee huffed slightly, mulling over that a little. Being with the X-men she had seen a fair share of freaking wierd shit - but this was completely random and well...it kind of caught her off guard. At least she wasn't alone.

"How did we get here?" She asked finally. "I'm Jubilee by the way. Nice to meetcha!"

[katerrifically]

"I will give you the short version. You were brought here by the Grasp to be a mate for a Nysgod prince. There was a conflict of some kind. Those brought in as marriage candidates were given the option of signing an apology which the majority did. Another Nysgod did not like that. We were set to be moved to a new area of land to start our own community but that was hijacked and we were stranded here. There is a rod in the meadow, please do not touch it."

Yup, that's the short version.

"My name is Kate."

[templeandarch]

She wouldn't eat it raw, or while it was still alive! Door is not Mr. Vandermaar! For someone her size, she's often starving. It's something that can marvel those who are unfamiliar with her.

Taking the proffered hand, Door gets to her feet, albeit unsteadily. "Is this place somewhere safe?"

[element_wizard]

That's good! Though the kitten would still prefer not being eaten.

"Safe. In that no one is likely going to try and kill you, yes, I suppose so." He will help her steady as long as she needs it. He also sneezes. "You can call me Alec, if you'd like."

From what he knows about her world - and it's been a very long time since he's poked about there - it seemed like one of those worlds where giving your real name wasn't a good thing. You gave names that you wished to be called, even if they weren't the real ones.

[templeandarch]

The kitten is warm, and soft, and everything Door's not had today. As hungry as she is, she won't be considering a leg or breast tonight. The kitten though, will be perched on her shoulder, opposite to where the man is standing.

"I've already had an attempt on my life today," One that missed a main artery by that much.The rest of her family wasn't so lucky,

"I don't have anything to trade for that either, except my name." She would hold her hand out, to shake it, but one's covered in blood, and the other is covered in a cat fur, cradling the one covered in blood. "I'm Door, Lord Portico's eldest daughter."

[element_wizard]

"Those are always annoying. But at least it was only an attempt and it didn't actually succeed."

While he wouldn't mind the blood so much - he's seen plenty of blood in his time - he is grateful she didn't offer the kitten fur covered hand. His allergies are making him miserable enough as it is.

"A pleasure to meet you. I've heard of you and your family as well. But not much. Just by reputation."

[paffswithtude]

"Wow, Kate - I think I need to write this down!" Jubilee joked before grinning a little. "That is both crazy and intense!" She looked a bit taken aback at the prospect of being brought in as a marriage candidate for some prince!

"Jeez....marriage?" She uttered finally in the slightest of dismay. "Have you seen the guy? Is he even remotely cute?" She shook her head. "Not that I want to marry him. I mean holy crap! I'm not ready for something like that!"

The Unicorn /Amalthea | The Last Unicorn

[am_i_the_last]

A delicate, ethereal looking woman picked her way cautiously through the meadow. She was pale in skin tone, with a long curtain of white hair that tumbled down her back to her waist. Her simple gown was in tones of purple and lavender. She was just below average height but she was willowy and slender. There was something unnatural about her. In the way she moved and held herself. This human form wasn't her normal form - and it showed in the way she held oddly still between moments of deliberate and careful movement. She appeared both curious and skittish, radiating gentleness.

Her eyes were drawn to the castle at the far side of the meadow, and she studied it quietly, wondering where she was. This was not her forest...and this was not the castle of Hagard. It wasn't a location that she recognized from her travels. Her eyes were deep pools that held both innocence and ageless wisdom. A melancholy sadness. Remembering.

Suddenly a rumble was heard more than felt that vibrated the air. The woman quickly turned, looking this way and that but could not find the source in the peaceful scene around her. It sounded like....no...it couldn't be!

Whirling, the woman tried to run, despite the fact that there was no visible sign of danger. Her long white hair streamed behind her as she sought a place to hide from that horrible roar - completely caught up in instinctual fear. She stumbled, her gown getting tangled in her legs as her bare feet whispered in the grass. There were other smaller dwellings near the center of the meadow - and though her first instinct was to avoid the humans that may be living in them, her experience taught her that maybe just maybe she would find help.

It didn't stop her from being terrified.

[templeandarch]

"It was Mr. Vandermar who did this to me." If he knows of her father, he must've heard of Croup and Vandermar, and hopefully understand her desperation to find somewhere safe.

The rest of her family, not so fortunate.

"Is there anyone here who can take a message for me?"

Re: The Unicorn /Amalthea | The Last Unicorn

[templeandarch]

Door had, not so very long ago, found herself in the same situation. Right now, she's wandering through the field looking for something that wants to be opened, wants to let her back into London Below to find the Marquis.

She carries with her a small kitten, perched on one shoulder, and one arm is in a sling.

"Are you all right?"

Door has many favours to make up for today.

[element_wizard]

Alec actually makes a disgusted face at the mention of Mr. Vandermar. Yes, he's heard of them. They ate a friend of his, at least a version of them ate a friend of his at another game.

He rocks on his heels for a moment. "I believe currently that no there isn't. But you're also safe, as far as I know. I don't believe this is a place that would tolerate the likes of Mr. Vandermar and his friend."

[asgard_trickster]

His expression hardened. "Thor's mortal." And the Kursed. Weren't they a myth? "Why? Shouldn't my esteemed brother be protecting his own...pet?" Loki spit.

He glanced around, not able to keep all of the frantic worry from his face. She never bought his facades anyway. His voice is softer when he adds "Mother, you need to sit."

[kingofthenorth]

He was indeed overwhelmed. It was as if he wasn't able to sit or stand still, eyes always roaming across the lands trying to find answers.

"I came from Winterfell, one of the seven kingdoms of the realm. It's from the north, but not as far north as the Wall, where stories originated of strange happenings and of things that perhaps exist or not. I'm unaware of the complete truth." His mind lingered of his bastard brother Jon Snow. Had he seen any of these stories? Was this anything like it?

"I was..." Robb looks confused for a moment, "I was at a dinner, but then I woke up here." He felt a lingering ache in his abdomen where his hand reached up, as if to search for any wounds on his body.

"How did you get here, Lady Martha?"

[notrosesshadow]

Martha smiled but shook her head. "Your country... kingdom must be far from where I live, for I've never heard of it. I'm sorry. And I'm not of noble birth... so I don't think Lady can be added to my name. And what do I call you? As for how I got here..." Well, that's a long and complicated story. "I was hiding in a closet. Hiding from invaders. One moment I was there, the next, I was here." Simplified but true.

Her smile turned to concern when his hand reached for his abdomen. "Are you injured?" She reaches up for the kitten and lets it down on the ground where it gambols about among the flowers. Martha opens up a carpet bag and begins pulling out bandages if needed.

[charming_jerk]

Johnny just about jumped out of his skin at that, and he whirled around to see who it was. If he was feeling better, Alec may have just gotten slugged on the jaw, but he's pretty exhausted.

"--the hell?! Where the hell'd you come from?"

He paused for a moment, eyes narrowing.

"'M I hallucinatin'? Is this a mirage or somethin'?"

[kingofthenorth]

"No, I'm fine, just... an ache of the heart." He had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach and indeed his heart ached slightly. Without another word, he sat down.

"It's a bit hot." Perhaps on the beach, but it was cooler in the grass, being quiet for a moment. "Robb. You can call me Robb." It seemed formalities weren't a thing here, and her dress was one he had never seen, nor was elaborate. Perhaps royalty didn't matter here. Now that was something to think about.

[element_wizard]

"Over there." Alec waved vaguely in some other direction beyond where he was now.

"And no, you're not hallucinating. At least not the last time I checked, which was about three seconds ago."

He smiled helpfully.