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!

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You are...

1. In the Serpent's Head (aka the pub)
2. In the candidate house kitchen
3. At the rooftop garden in the Waiting Room
4. In the bathroom
5. Your bedroom
6. Someone else’s bedroom

You’re feeling...

1. Happy
2. Tired
3. Angry
4. Nostalgic
5. Like someone stabbed you—oh, hey, they did, fancy that
6. Horny

Somewhat unusually...

1. The room has been destroyed.
2. There are carnival games set up.
3. You suddenly cannot verbally communicate.
4. There’s a lot of alcohol here!
5. There is a box of adorable kittens here.
6. There is a dead body on the floor.

Comments

[so_far_away]

[In response, she notches an arrow and shoots it over the side of the roof. Only it doesn't go over the side. It hits some kind of invisible wall and clatters to the ground.]

Aileen Ritter | The Dark Tower comicverse

[shewhokills]

[Come at me, castmates, I know you're in here...]

[braveandstupid]

[ ............ well then.]

Never mind.

[so_far_away]

[She lowers her bow, spitting into the grass in disgust. And then she turns to Elena. Lucky Elena.]

Who are you?

[braveandstupid]

Elena. Gilbert. I'm ... new.

[a beat]

I got here yesterday.

[so_far_away]

Elenagilbert? I am Insa.

[She touches a burn mark on her forehead and bows her head.]

Not a castmate, but have a weird kid instead? 1/6/4

[glowingink]

After seeing nothing but demon women for so long, it's a relief to see a human girl instead. And... a very beautiful one, at that. Shit. The last girl he hit on was Chiaki, back before she went crazy and killed the only other person he could consider a friend.

She was human. What would she think of him? In the dim light of the pub his markings were already giving off soft blue light. Hitoshura swallowed. His throat was so dry it felt scratchy.

Well. Only one way to find out.

He edged closer to the girl. "Uh...hi. Are you new here too?"

Perfect.

[shewhokills]

Aileen had been sitting alone, contemplating... well, everything. This world she had fallen into was going to take some getting used to.

And now someone was talking to her. She glanced sideways, taking note of the boy's strange markings. She hadn't seen anything like them, before. And they glowed... Well, Cuthbert had said that there were many odd sorts of people, here. Her intrigue at his odd appearance didn't show on her face.

"Aye. A week ago, at this point."

Re: Perfect.

[glowingink]

"Oh. It's about the same for me."

Think of something already, stupid.

"So uh. You look like you have pretty strong arms."

[shewhokills]

"...What?"

That was unexpected. Though, Aileen did suppose that she was a woman alone in a bar. It was bound to happen at some point.

"Oh. I... Thanks, I suppose." She took a sip of her beer. Aileen wasn't used to men coming onto her. Cuthbert always said it was because she was 'too damn scary.' Well, good then. She would keep it that way.

[glowingink]

Oh god he'd messed up. What the hell? Why did he have to say that? He was the Hitoshura! He'd kicked demonic ass across the Vortex World, and he couldn't even flirt with someone? Breathe. Play it cool. Act like you meant to keep going with that.

"I don't meet many people who look like they'd be good at arm wrestling. Have you ever done it before? Arm wrestling, I mean."

[braveandstupid]

Just ... Elena is fine.

[she gives a half smile, trying to give a bit of a bow herself? Is that the formal thing to do here? She has no idea. But she's going to try and follow people's leads and maybe learn a little if she can.]

It's nice to meet you, Insa.

[so_far_away]

Justelena? As you wish.

[Welcome to the fun house, Miss Gilbert.]

You are human, no?

[braveandstupid]

[She opens her mouth to correct her again, but decides to let it go. It's better this way.]

Yeah. Very, very human.

[except for when she's a doppelganger but that's not important to most people here.]

[so_far_away]

I can tell. Human emotions are always on the surface.

[braveandstupid]

I think that depends on the human.

[so_far_away]

Not as much as you would think.

6 - 2 - 6

[freebitchbaby]

So um, yeah, he kind of had a heart attack and it definitely wasn't my fault.

[Gaila's just sitting on the bed and staring at the body on the floor, arms crossed over her chest and looking put out.]

[shewhokills]

Maintaining a straight face was becoming something of a challenge. The slightest smirk curved the corners of her lips.

"Aye, I have." She rarely won, though. If Cuthbert was drunk enough, she could have his skinny wrist on the table in little time at all, but that was it. And of course she had won often when they were younger. Aileen had been a girl to grow early.

...But really, was this man's method of choice truly complimenting a woman on the strength of her arms? Granted, Aileen responded better to having her abilities recognized than her beauty, but... still.

[iwatchtjhooker]

Wait.

Oh my god.

You're that Dean??

3-4-4

[funnythingsare]

[Should Belle wander up to the rooftop, she'll find Tony there, sprawled out as close to the edge as he can get, bottle in hand, and more still scattered about. Some of them full, even.]

1-4-6

[idolstolemylook]

[Spike is staring down at the body, a faint frown on his face, as if lost in thought.]

5-3-2

[idolstolemylook]

What the bloody fucking hell is this?

[Spike is put out, and glaring about the bedroom at the duck hunting and ball-tossing games.]

y sure

[brosif]

[For a moment, Sif nearly reminds Jane Foster that they are not on earth. Midgard would be welcome -- a step closer to home. But then she remembers her time among humans, and the colloquialism registers.

Even if it is a strange one.]

I know not. All of the bedrooms seem to be a similar state.

[brosif]

On the whole.

[There are a few of whom whose intellect is still in question. From Sif's observations, the woman before her is not one of them.

The dead body of a Nysgod is still only that: a corpse. She has seen thousands. Sif crouches down for a closer look, careful not to touch.]

Claw marks. Or a weapon designed to mimic them.