Random Scenario and Test Drive Meme!

[lookingforhope]

Random Scenario / Test Drive Meme

- Post your character, or character you'd like to voice test. Include preferences if you wish!
- Reply to other characters with one (or mix and match if you want) of the following scenarios, or use RNG to randomly set up the scene.
- Play it out and HAVE FUN!

Type of Scene:
1. Action
2. Angst
3. Crack
4. Fluff
5. General

Action:
1. Chaos: All hell is breaking out on the Egime. Whether it be a war between the vampires and mutants, or a magical spell gone wrong, there is danger and you need to protect those you care about, and yourself.
2. Fight: Be it verbal, or physical, you're toe to toe with another candidate.
3. Sparring: You and another need to release some steam in a friendly training session.
4. Hunted: Are you the predator? Or, the prey?
5. Your choice!

Angst:
1. Broken: Spending all this time in such a small space is not doing you any favors mentally.
2. Hurt you: You're being forced to hurt someone you love either by betraying them or even being forced to shout things you don't mean.
3. Becoming a monster: You are slowly changing, becoming a monster: vampire, zombie, demon, something you can't recover from and no-one can help you.
4. Fear: You're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
5. Your choice!

Crack:
1. Awkward Conversations: So did you just fart or what? Any conversation goes, as long as it's embarrassing and awkward.
2. Old Farts: Suddenly you and someone else have been cursed to be old and wrinkly and grumpy.
3. Sticky Notes: Communicate with someone by way of notes!
4. Fail!Gift: Perhaps you gave a gift, or received one, but this gift is not really a present that you can use.
5. Your choice!

Fluff:
1. Bath Time: Be lazy in the tub together. 
2. Date Night: The options are slim, but you're smart enough to put together a memorable time with that special someone in your life.
3. Proposal: Pop the question!
4. Cooking Together: Hey, it can be romantic.
5. Your choice!

General:
1. Nice meeting you: Either you, or them have just arrived.
2. Wrong number: Oops, actually you didn't mean to call that person...
3. Enabler: You're enabling the other (or each other) to do something bad, really bad. Could be bad bad, or hilariously bad.
4. Caught in the act: Busted.
5. Your choice!


(Scaled down and adapted for use at Throne of Shadows)

Comments

[artistwithasickness]

[The noise was whistling, to precede the solid in time stride of heavy boots. Devi was walking down the hall, unaware that anyone was near by.

These people had a power that she couldn't feel, mores the pity. Or the advantage depending on where you're crouching. Devi would be walking right past her, if left unmolested.]

[iwasrussian]

[Unfortunately, Natasha wasn't of the mind to gauge innocence. It was a foreign setting with one unknown crew member already. Possibly more Hydra? They would never truly be rid of them.

Cut off one head, and two more will take its place.

As the whistle grew louder, Natasha was able to gather the easier details; gender and approximate weight by the way the boots sounded against the floor surface, and how comfortable the woman was; suspecting nothing, most likely.

Just as the toe of her boot stepped into view, Natasha's leg cut across the woman's torso while her arm came around to hook around the back of her prey's neck to bring her down.]

[artistwithasickness]

Devi's reaction time was spot on, one forearm snapping up to block the kick and her hand opens to slide over and grip the ankle as she crouches forward and turns back in one smooth action. Her free arm is brought up to slap her hand around the woman's forearm.

"Gotcha," Devi snarls, a passing glance towards Natasha showing furiously bright green eyes that looked more excited then enraged but full of the same ferociousness. In the same heartbeat, Devi sweeps her extended leg behind her and pulls to a stand, hopefully dragging the Russian along with her to throw her against the nearest wall.

[iwasrussian]

[Her movements were fluid and graceful; no break, nor any hesitation, not even when the woman blocked and started reciprocating the assassins defenses. It was kill, or be killed; a mantra that had been ingrained in her mind at a very young age.

The word went unnoticed, mostly because she didn't believe - not even for a beat of a moment - that she really was caught.

There was a brief flash when green eyes met green eyes before Natasha took advantage of the limb by hooking it into the crook of her knee. As the made their way to the wall, the other foot kicked up to press flat as she swung her whole body around over Devi's back to break free completely and put an arms length of distance between them. Just enough to throw a jab into the other woman's face.

Really, the whole thing was kind of poetic, in a sense.]

[artistwithasickness]

[Devi laughed, brightly and excited as the woman smoothly uses the momentum against the move and she even clapped as she stood properly and turned around.]

Oh, a dance partner!~ [But the clapping didn't last long as Devi spread her feet out in one little hop, hands spread to the side and fingers wiggling. Her eyebrows bounce in arrogant encouragement.]

That's no way to greet a lady. Come on, let's tango.

[Do trust that if she had access to a rose, it would be in between her teeth.]