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!

Scenario Builder

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

[nursewrangler]

Hawkeye Pierce sits on the beach, his legs crossed in front of him as he watches the fireworks explode in the distance. He has no idea how he got here, but right now he doesn't really care... at least it's better than the war.
He tries not to move so as not to disturb the tiny, sleeping kitten on his lap.

[onen_i_estel]

Through the long grass, a dark man stands peering towards a large structure in the not so far off distance. His face is a new one; weary and dirty, marred with soot and ash, dirt and blood. But, there was an air of victory in his blue-grey eyes despite his confused look.

To further bewilder the Ranger, not more than five feet away, a box with mysterious symbols fell in front of him. He went to it, slowly; cautiously.

[templeandarch]

Not sure how she arrived here, she'd only wished somewhere safe away from Croup and Vandemaar, Door lays on the meadow, bleeding from a wound in her arm. Something must've failed her. She opened too many doors in her escape, that she failed to be inside, somewhere far, far away from London Below.

Something wiggles near her foot, and she raises her head to see a cat? No. No. No. She doesn't need a cat. Cats keep the rats away, and she needs to send a message. Only the rats can go where Door needs them. Other than an opener, rats can go about anywhere, but this cat, no, kitten, is going to stop her from getting the help she needs.

Marin (so AU it's not even funny) | Legend of Zelda

[windfish_waker]

It was her own fault, really. Most people, when they saw a mountain, would comment about how pretty it was, would admire its colors, would remark about the hands of the gods upon the landscape. When she saw a mountain, she just had to climb it.

And where had that gotten her? Stuck. That's where.

She stood on the precipice, peering down (she'd never been afraid of heights, although her recent fall in the Catfish's Maw had made her much more careful as of late). Below her, she saw the slick face of the mountain, like glass. How had she managed to get herself up there in the first place?

As she began to contemplate jumping and hoping to sprout wings (it wouldn't be entirely unprecedented around these parts), she heard a low whistle from above. She turned her head, taking a step back at just the right moment.

A box crashed down at her feet.

"That...happened."

[good_genes]

"Pretty lights."

So pretty and he's smiling to himself as he's trying to keep his eyes open. It's not proper to fall asleep in a field when he's pretty sure there's an actual bed somewhere areound here. Though that requires moving and he's not sure moving is going to be a thing at the moment. Especially since there's a kitten sleeping on him. It'd be rude to disturb the kitten right?

And with the fireworks going off, it's a little hazardous to fall asleep. He doesn't know who's setting them off or if they've been trained properly to handle things that go boom.

[hypospraying]

Christine comes by to watch the fireworks herself, but when she spots the man with the kitten, her curiosity is piqued.

"I wonder where they came from," she says, nodding to the little sleepy thing.

[not_theone]

"Need place. Place to gather, to fight, to organize..." Zathras shakes his head and turns around to see the castle. This is not the place he was supposed to be. There are no castles in Zathras' destiny.

"Not the place. Not the time. No one tells Zathras anything."

Suddenly a box drops down from the sky and he bends to pick up. There are strange markings all around it. "This is wrong tool. Cannot use this."

Emma | Supernatural

[tough_sweet_sixteen]

Emma would freely admit, she didn't have a solid handle on what Elysium was supposed to look like. Still, she was pretty sure it didn't involve hanging upside down by your ankle while a plant licked its chops at you.

Not good.

On the plus side, the pain was gone. That more than made up for the hanging upside down bit.

She wriggled and thrashed, trying to get a hold of her bronze. But it was like the blade had vanished from out of her hand. She looked around, trying to find it, or else, find the enemy who had taken it from her. It appeared, however, that the only lifeform she could find, in all directions, was a fluffy, white kitten who mewed up at her.

She hated the kitten instantly.

Rollo | Vikings (playing from a s2 ep1 canon point)

[inmybrothersshadow]

This was an entirely strange place for the Viking warrior to find himself in. While he wasn't happy about being snatched from his world the way he had, he couldn't completely complain when he'd intended to leave anyway. Or at least that had been his intention before Siggy had told him the gods had given him a second chance. While there was truth to her words, he wasn't exactly certain he could win back the trust of his brother and fellow kinsmen. He had betrayed them all, and for what? To try and step out of his brother's shadow. Jealousy could poison a heart far quicker than anything else.

So with the change in location, Rollo had begun exploring the new land as any good warrior would do. He was on guard, of course. He'd sailed West, he knew there were untold dangers within his own world, let alone a world he did not know. He eventually found himself at a beach. The water called him, but he had no ship to sail in. Still, he sat down in the sand and gazed out at the water, letting his mind drift. He'd completely lost track of time as he sat there. He was there long enough for day to begin turning into night, and that's when he got the surprise of his life.

"By the gods," he spoke in surprise as the water began to turn various colors. He hadn't seen anything like that before except for the lights that would dance in the sky in his own world. And shortly thereafter, he noticed the sand itself was roiling. Leaping to his feet, Rollo stared wide-eyed down at the sand, thinking some beast was beneath the sand. "What is this?" He expected some beast to leap up to the surface and attack him, but it never came.

Frigga | Marvel (films)

[belovedone]

The last she remembered was being in a very tense situation -- and now she was here. Wherever 'here' was. It didn't appear to be Valhalla, so obviously something else was amiss. She took careful steps, looking around curiously.

At least that was her intention until she felt a twinge in her side. Looking down she could see the blood flowing freshly from her wound.

"Oh," she remembered out loud, her voice faint and carrying a distant tremor of shock.

Lisbeth Salander | Millennuim Trilogy

[hacker_republic]

Lisbeth pulled her leather jacket closer around her as she moved through the tundra. It reminded her being in northern Sweden with Kalle fucking Blomkvist during the winter months and working on research there. Incidentally, she was content at the time, which didn't help her displeasure in this situation.

With a frown, she trudged onwards until she she noticed it looked like something was in the snow. After digging a little, her bare fingers hit what appeared to be an old doll.

Standing up, she looks at it closer, before looking over and noticing it looked like something else was in the snow.

[asgard_trickster]

He stepped out of the shadows, equally disoriented and more wary, but that hardly mattered when he glimpsed her. They'd just had one of their conversations in his cell. He knew they were forbidden by Odin, but she'd found a loophole. He had to learn the art somewhere.

He frowned as he noticed the wound, the anger that had been brought to the forefront to cover all his despair surfacing. Anger let him stay strong; despair was weak and sentimental. Vulnerable.

"What happened to you?" He demanded. Because someone would pay; it was clear on his face.

like I wasn't going to

[mini_dean]

Well, someone was used to being assaulted by man eating plants. Which was why Ben usually made a jaunt when people went missing to make sure no one was caught up in the vines.

Today, it seemed he had a winner. Luckily he had his knife that served him well, and he looked at the plant pointedly and held up the knife. If it knew better, it would drop the girl and try again later.

.... and no, he was just ignoring the kitten because really, where do you things keep coming from?!

Good thing he's armed

[tough_sweet_sixteen]

It all happened so fast. Maybe that's just the way everything in Emma's life was supposed to be. Not that she minded. Sure, it was jarring to go from seeing the stranger to seeing the knife to falling to the ground with an unceremonious thunk. But hey, being on the ground was better than being in the air, right?

She scrambled to her feet, eyes darting around, trying to locate her own blade again.

Still gone.

Her eyes darted then to the stranger, taking a step back, holding her arms out to steady herself for a fight.

Robb Stark | Game of Thrones

[kingofthenorth]

[ooc: I still need to canon review, but I wanted to post this anyway.]

His dark eyes quickly open, as he startled awake with a gasp. There were faint memories buzzing around his psyche as if his mind was in a fog when he sat up and rubbed at his eyes.

Was all that just a dream?

But when he looked around, he hadn't recalled being on the beach and he quickly scrambled to his feet looking around confused. Out of the corner of his eye, something caught his attention, and reaching for his sword hilt, he's surprised to see that it was just a kitten running around and seemingly playing in the sand.

"At least I'm not completely alone."

[didnotwant]

"It's just light," Marion said with a slight tilt of her head. She had been waking along the breach. After a long day of keeping busy tending her little pet project she needed to get away.

A walk along the water had seemed like a good idea. It still does even with a stranger out here.

"It's not going to attack, just so you know," Marion continues in a tone that seems as if she is teasing. She probably shouldn't do that but, he doesn't really scare her. Just because he is so much bigger than her doesn't mean much to the short werewolf.

[notsharkbait]

Erin had gone fishing up to the north. Who better to catch fish than someone who doesn't need to stay on land? Besides the fact was it was nice to get away from the main settlement and the beach for the afternoon. Walking back?

Well.

That was weird. That was really weird. She adjusts the load she is carrying carefully.

"You know, it's not every day weird objects fall out of the sky."

[spit_spot]

Mary Poppins folded the letter back up again and tucked it into the breast pocket of her coat. She picked up her carpetbag and deftly opened her umbrella before stepping off the cloud. It should be a quick flight. Only she found herself very much not in London anymore and very much in a tundra.

While unexpected, Mary Poppins did not panic. She merely opened her carpet bag and pulled out a compass of all things. She examined it and spoke something low. When nothing happened, she looked around again.

"Oh honestly! Well, there's nothing for it then." She picked a direction to begin walking, hoping her magic would pick up again so she could get out of the freezing temperatures.

Re: Robb Stark | Game of Thrones

[notrosesshadow]

Martha had made her way to the beach curious about the coconuts people had mentioned. She hadn't expected to find a man with a sword and a kitten.

"Nope, not completely alone," she said, making sure she looked as defenseless as possible. Men with swords could be very jumpy. "Newly arrived though it seems."

[nursewrangler]

Pierce looks up at the woman, and a smile grows on his face. "Well, fancy meeting you here. I'm glad to see another person, unless you're a figment of my imagination...


...in which case, I can't complain." Hawk looks down at the kitten.
"Not sure where this little guy came from, but we seem to be getting along famously."

"No tell me, my beautiful hallucination, do you have a name?"

Lilith | Supernatural

[first_demon]

She stood before the castle, staring over it as the light reflected from the turrets and windows. It was magically built, that much was obvious. But the power was different from the world she had come from. Different and...more absurd.

Lilith chuckled, looking over the meadow with a small hint of amusement on her lips. It was remarkable, she would give these Nysgod that much. But beyond that...there was nothing here that could equal the power of Hell, the fear and chaos that she could raise on Earth. A flick of her wrist and there would be screaming...

It made her feel, almost nostalgic...

And now she were here, in a world that was nothing like home and had little prospect in the way of fun. What a bore...

[play_freebird]

Max Ride is Having A Day. Growing up dumpster diving and a (bird)girl gets a bit snappish about her food. Like say that uber delicious grilled cheese with her name on it. And a girl with a hair trigger temper might get... slightly more snappish than usual. What? She ain't gonna go out and eat desert rat again, she has had her fill of that for like twenty seven lifetimes and maybe a midlife crisis to boot.

You know what, regardless of what Max would do for a Klondike Bar, she did not sign up to get stabbed over a grilled cheese. She yelps, swearing a stream of very creative and surprisingly pg curses (once you learn to keep it g for the junior members of the flock it never really goes away), and her wings curl around herself protectively as she falls down...

Which doesn't help her get the stab happy grilled cheese bandit, but it does help her not pass out from the pain so she is just gonna take the win here as she struggles back to her feet, wings unfolding again to give herself some stability.

Yep. Wings.

As in she's part bird. But she prefers Avian American. And she would really prefer medical attention.

[hypospraying]

"I'm real." She takes a seat beside him, drawing her knees up to her chest. "My name's Christine. I take it you're a new arrival?"

[nursewrangler]

"I'd test that theory myself, but something tells me you wouldn't appreciate it."
The smile is coy, definitely a poor attempt at flirting. But he's also trying to hide the panic of being somewhere completely foreign. "That depends, where have I arrived?"

[hypospraying]

"You'd be right." She gives him a bit of a look. Pinching or getting handsy would be brusquely rebuffed.

"It's called the Wyld, which isn't a very inventive name, if you ask me. It's sort of an in between place that we can't get out of. What's your name?"