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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!

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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?

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[Bert holds his hands out, low, palms facing the young woman. He's unarmed and wants her to know that.]

My name's Cuthbert Allgood, but everyone just calls me Bert. And this place...is difficult to explain, I'm afraid. Also ripe with magic, some of which can be quite cruel. Whatever yeh hear, it's not real.

[And here he is, an idiot in the ways of magic and Touch-dumb at that.]

[Magic? That makes no sense and all of the sense in the world at the same time. She does not believe in magic, yet there is no other ready explanation for what she is feeling and hearing.]

Please, pardon me, ser. Bert. I find myself overwhelmed.

[And as quickly as she rose to her feet, she is looking for somewhere to sit down, so she can try and get her bearings.]

What is this strange place?

No pardon needed at all, m'lady. It takes everyone much the same, suddenly being snatched away from wherever you were. Here, let's sit you down, let you get accustomed to it all.

[Bert offers his arm, politely, knowing full well how disorienting it can be. And he'd no idea what she had been taken from.]

This place is a realm called Niflheim. It may sound like madness, but this world's not the one you know.

[She takes the offered arm, her hands beginning to tremble. She had not just be snatched from her home, but from the very void of death itself. The last thing she remembers is Robb's face as she'd drawn her final breath.]

This place, this.. Niflheim, it is very different from Westeros. Am I... safe here?

[Westeros? Bert knows that place, it's Robb's home. And from what little he knows, he can be relatively confident that yes, this place is safer than there.]

Aye, m'lady, you're safe as houses, swear it on the face of my father. And my oath is a knight's oath, and a right honorable one at that. I've been here some time, I can answer what questions as have answers.

[A knight? That's comforting indeed.]

I thank you, ser, I will never forget this kindness. I hardly know where to begin. Do you know how I came to be here?

[The last thing she remembers is Robb's face, and the pain of being stabbed... she gasps and her hands move to feel her stomach. She is not bleeding, but the slight bump that had indicated the presence of a growing life is gone. It appears that while she was saved from death, her child was not. She struggles to maintain her composure.]

I think I was dead. How is this possible?

It's a power the people of this world have. I was snatched here from the grasp of death myself, brought after I'd fallen in battle. We've been given another chance, and there's plenty others like us.

[He offers her a fallen log to settle on, his voice soft and sympathetic. He knows well the pain of remembering one's own death.]

It's quite the long tale, and a tad bit confusing I'm afraid. There's a prophecy and a coming war and a lonely prince on who's shoulders a great deal rests. It's magic and incredible technology that's brought you here, for reasons no one can ken entirely.

[She hears the word 'war' and her stomach ties into knots. Wherever she'd been, death or oblivion or wherever, she had been at peace and free from that bloody war. Perhaps that was why she had been brought back, because of her skills with the battlefield healing.]

It sounds as if we have much in common, ser. I am grateful that you are here. Were you brought here alone, or are your loved ones here as well?

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