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Shadow Mods ([personal profile] shadowmods) wrote in [community profile] outofshadows2013-03-24 10:10 pm
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Test Drive Meme

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...

1. In the Serpent's Head (aka the pub)
2. In the candidate house kitchen
3. At a city-wide parade!
4. In the bathroom
5. Your bedroom
6. Someone else’s bedroom

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. Seriously horny. Must be something in the water.

Somewhat unusually...

1. There is a fight breaking out nearby
2. You are naked
3. You suddenly cannot verbally communicate
4. There’s a lot of alcohol/drugs here!
5. There is a box of adorable kittens here
6. There is a dead body on the floor
hung_garian: (Don't make me get the mistletoe)

[personal profile] hung_garian 2013-03-26 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
...yes. I would.

[And how did she know that? Lucky guess, perhaps. Or maybe there was actually something to her claim that she knew him -- or of him, at least.]
diana_abel: (Giddy)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2013-03-26 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
No offense, but your brother is a dick.

[Not specifying which one, of course. She has issues with a couple of them.

Doesn't matter, though. She's already moved one, grabbing Gabriel's hands and pulling him with her.]


Dance with me!
hung_garian: (I'm sorry; I don't speak stupid)

[personal profile] hung_garian 2013-03-26 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah, but--

[what.

what is going on.

what is even his life.]


I'm not dancing with you.

[He pulls his hands out of hers, and sticks them resolutely in his jacket pockets.]

Seriously, I don't care if he's with his girlfriend, I don't care if he's with the Queen of friggin' France, we're gonna go find your carer, mmkay?
diana_abel: (Annoyed)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2013-03-26 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, word of advice? Never interrupt Ben Braeden mid-orgasm. He gets cranky.
hung_garian: (Don't you use your logic at me)

[personal profile] hung_garian 2013-03-26 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
I wasn't planning on it.
diana_abel: (Fun)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2013-03-26 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Great! So we can spend more time together!
notevendreams: (oh shit it's a lorry)

pfft XD

[personal profile] notevendreams 2013-03-26 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
And Sam Lowry looked away, as suddenly as if he'd just been hit with a flashbulb.

"Sorry. Sorry!" Jesus. He started back out, shutting the door halfway behind himself. "Uhm... Sorry. Should have knocked."
hung_garian: (Guess my invite got lost in the mail)

[personal profile] hung_garian 2013-03-26 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Nooooo, that's not what I said.
nophantom: (pic#5896703)

[personal profile] nophantom 2013-03-26 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Jill'd seen plenty of blood. On the news, in person... it was a fact of life when bombs were going off on every corner.

That didn't mean she wasn't surprised to find a bleeding man in the kitchen. Only that she wasn't fazed.

"Oh, Christ." She dropped to a knee in front of him, took a cursory look at his wounds, tried to establish eye contact. "Hey -- buddy. Can you hear me?"
diana_abel: (Flirty)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2013-03-26 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
C'mon, Gabe. You used to like me before. You once asked me to marry you.
notyourhealbot: (Save your healer not the gold idiots!)

[personal profile] notyourhealbot 2013-03-26 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"My kittens!"

Aglais panicked at the kittens mewled and complained loudly, assuming that the pillow must have struck the box. When she had seen the poor dears out in the box outside the candidate house she'd known there was simply no way that she could allow such dear darling animals to come to harm.

The mage stamped her foot and threw the pillow back at him. "You monster!"
hung_garian: (Guilty as charged)

[personal profile] hung_garian 2013-03-26 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[So she does know who he is. Great.]

Honey, ask anyone who knows me, marriage is the last thing I'd ever ask. Wouldn't wanna put anyone through an ordeal like commitment.

[But the rest of what she knows, that's worrying.]

So where is it you think you know me from, exactly?
diana_abel: (Uncomfortable)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2013-03-26 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Um...well, I don't remember what it was called. But it was evil. And there were tentacles.

[Very specific, Diana.]

Cas was there. And this girl named Zoey. And you so proposed to me. I made a joke about the Muppets and you said, "Marry me."

Which...I guess...isn't exactly asking, is it?
justthattimeofthemoon: (Not all blondes are stupid)

[personal profile] justthattimeofthemoon 2013-03-26 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Blood was always easy to smell. If a human could smell it a wolf could smell it a hundred times better. It wasn't hard to find the source of the bleeding (humans never did cover their tracks) blood and Regina pushed open the door.

Human. Definitely human.

"You're going to want to put pressure on that." She warned, stepping forward with heels clicking on the floor.
sister_of_knowledge: (Alert and Watchful)

[personal profile] sister_of_knowledge 2013-03-26 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
The woman who entered the bathroom (with apparently bad timing), drew herself up in surprise. The whole shared bathroom thing was still something she was getting used to, let alone the fact she was sharing living space with other men. Not for the first time, she missed the presence of her warder.

"I beg your pardon?" She raised her eyebrows curiously, recovering from her initial surprise and tugging her vine embroidered shawl closer around her shoulders. It had a long brown fringe that swayed with the movement. Her dress was simple and unassuming, colored in earthy browns and greens while her straight black hair hung loose down her back.
hasperkynipples: (Default)

[personal profile] hasperkynipples 2013-03-26 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Excuse me? I'm not the one who decided to create the Intergalactic Bachelor.
braveandstupid: (Default)

[personal profile] braveandstupid 2013-03-26 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Damon's voice is a voice she never expected to hear again. Things were supposed to end on that bridge and she hasn't had the heart to talk to Matt about the fact that they were probably dead.

For all she knows, this is some kind of dream she concocted for herself while she's drowning, and eventually it's all just going to fade away.

Then she hears his voice.

She turns in an instant, eyes locking on his face instantly, and she isn't entirely sure how to react. There's a brief moment of confusion as she stands, watching his face for a long time before she finally speaks.

"Damon?"
dickwithfangs: (Soft and dazed look)

[personal profile] dickwithfangs 2013-03-26 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
He's moving over towards her, stunned himself. It is her. Not Katherine masquerading as her. Katherine could never pull off the look of astonished confusion that Elena could; the vampire was much too jaded for that anymore.

He stands in front of her, looking down at her before he carefully reaches out to rest his hands on her shoulders. Part of him is expecting her to fade away when he does, pop like some dream bubble to show this was all in his head. Some hallucination brought on by the beings that brought him here.

There's a moment of startled confusion on his own end when she doesn't evaporate. When she stays solid and there and real as he touches her. As if he could doubt it. Not with her scent there, as familiar to him as his own. He moves to wind his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. "What the hell are you doing here?"
dontkanyeme: (Default)

[personal profile] dontkanyeme 2013-03-26 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Bo wandered back into her room, staring at Sam for a moment as she tried to figure out what's going on. "Everything okay?"
alias_savant: (Default)

awww, poor blaine

[personal profile] alias_savant 2013-03-26 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Neal doesn't respond at first. He's busy going through his mental list of aliases to see if he was ever a "Cooper."

Survey says: not so much. He glances back at Blaine and frowns.]


I'm sorry?
alias_savant: (Default)

[personal profile] alias_savant 2013-03-26 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Neal wandered back into the room, planning on spending a quiet night with a book when he spotted a bleeding Tony. There went his quiet evening.

"What happened?"
mojitos: (Default)

MIIIIIIIIIIICHAEL

[personal profile] mojitos 2013-03-26 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Sam turns at the sound of Michael's voice and a wide smile crosses his face.]

Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Long time no see, Mikey.
mediumdrip: (with Cooper; pointing!)

[personal profile] mediumdrip 2013-03-26 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Cooper, is it you?

[He looks at Neal a little wide-eyed for a moment before getting closer]

Or do you just look like him?
braveandstupid: (Default)

[personal profile] braveandstupid 2013-03-26 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
His hands lands on her shoulder and she doesn't flinch away, eyes wandering to his hand and suddenly he feels more real. He's there. Damon's right there.

Then he pulls her into a hug and she goes to it without thinking, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and leaning into him. There's something about him being here that lightens here, just a little. It means she hasn't left everyone behind.

"I've been here for a couple weeks. They ... they picked me as a candidate. For the prince."
dickwithfangs: (Side look of serious and intent)

[personal profile] dickwithfangs 2013-03-26 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, that's not going to happen. I don't know where 'here' is, Elena, but we're not staying here." There was that cocky confidence to his tone, that lie he told himself that assured him that whatever the situation was, they'd get out of it.

He had to, now. For her, if not for himself. "Are you okay? They didn't hurt you or anything, did they?" For their sake, the answer better be no. She didn't look hurt.

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