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 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

Comments

Gabriel | Supernatural

[hung_garian]

[hasperkynipples]

[This Dean doesn't know who Gabriel is. Not really. He'll probably never find out either, given the nature of his AU, but he DOES know that he's the Trickster and when he sees him he can't help himself.]

Oh, hell no.

[hung_garian]

Charming as ever - nice to know some things don't change.

[Well, in a way it's true. Dean is far from the first person he'd choose to be trapped in some strange alien city or whatever with, but the stability of it helps a little... in a very, very twisted way.]

Shoulda known the blame for all this could be pinned firmly on the Winchesters.

[hasperkynipples]

Excuse me? I'm not the one who decided to create the Intergalactic Bachelor.

[hung_garian]

Just as well - speaking just for myself here, I'd rather marry a frog.

[hasperkynipples]

I'm sure that can be arranged.

[iburncold]

[Oh goodie. Little brother. Right on time too, since Luci's from 'Hammer of the Gods']

Hello Little Brother.

[hung_garian]

[Great! Him too! ...perfect.]

Howdy.

[Don't mind him, he's just looking (slightly frantically) for the nearest exit.]

You, uh, you come here often?

[iburncold]

Still scared of me, Gabriel? I don't see why...

[it's okay. Luci hasn't killed Gabriel yet. So he's not totally sure what's up with his little bro.]

[hung_garian]

No, you're right, Satan is famously just a little fluffy bunny with a heart of gold, right? Nothing to worry about there.

[No exits that Lucifer couldn't beat him to. Well, that's ideal. At least, for some reason, Lucifer doesn't seem too angry. For the moment, he figures it's best to pretend this is just a normal conversation. Try not to piss his brother off again, buy some time to think of a decent escape strategy.]

[iburncold]

Oh come now, brother, I'm not that bad.

[He's not angry, not yet anyway.]

Still on the side of the apes?

6-1-3

[iwatchtjhooker]

Nothing was going to break his good mood, Sam thought, grinning to himself. Not being in a strange bedroom. Not being unable to talk. Not even Gabriel walking in.

Well. Maybe that.

[hung_garian]

It didn't do wonders for Gabriel's mood, either. He'd been confused enough about ending up in this place, without walking into his room to find a Winchester with a Cheshire grin. Being in bedrooms that weren't his and looking smug about it was his thing.

"I didn't call for room service, kid. Sling your hook."

[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam opened his mouth to ask what that even meant, which was a little dishonest since the sense of it was obvious, but nothing came out. Naturally. He frowned, but shrugged, crossing his arms.

What was Gabriel going to do to him? Turn him into a car again?

[hung_garian]

"Yeah, that really wasn't a request."

He strolled in, kicking the door shut behind him. The not talking was new - usually the Winchester boys were more than happy to provide their wide range of sarcastic quips and criticisms of his lifestyle. He found himself a wall to lean on with all the nonchalance he could muster, and raised his eyebrows.

"Gonna explain what you're doing in here? If you've started another Apocalypse I'm staying out of it."

[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam glared at him, but stayed on principle. He was done running away from things. He wanted nothing more than to throw out a sarcastic reply, but again, nothing came. So he settled for shaking his head no.

2-1-2

[diana_abel]

[There's Diana, sitting on the kitchen counter, legs crossed at the ankles. She leans back on her palms, grinning.]

Hey, handsome.

[hung_garian]

[Well, this would be less weird if he actually recognised the naked lady sitting in the kitchen. On the other hand, he's not going to complain.]

Hey yourself. Looking to replace Jamie Oliver as the Naked Chef, are you? Not gonna lie, you've got my vote already.

[diana_abel]

Well, that totes made my day.

[hung_garian]

And this makes mine, don't get me wrong, but, uh-- what are you doing here again? Did Santa bring you, 'cause he's a little early for Christmas... not that I'm complaining.

[diana_abel]

There's my favorite Statler.

[She slides off of the counter and trots over to him, still naked, giving him a peck on the cheek.]

Long story. Don't ask. I have crazy-brain.

1 - 6 - 5

[cordelisse]

This is what she got for trying alcohol the pink colour of bubble gum with bubbles that spark green as you drink it. She shouldn’t be surprised, though. They have everything ELSE in Thurisaz. Why not booze that makes you horny? Yes, it’s been a while since she's gotten laid, but this is fucking ridiculous and she refuses to give into the desire to take someone home (for certain quantities of home, of course) with her.

She will, however, be going out to the park later and venting every bit of this frustration through sword practice and gymnastics. She’d run herself ragged if she had to. Eventually the effect had to pass.

For now, though, she’s going to contemplate the box of kittens sitting on a corner of the bar and attempt to figure out who in their right fucking mind would bring a box of kittens to a bar. It’s as good a distraction as any.

[hung_garian]

Naturally after figuring out what was going on and getting a bit of a feel for the place, Gabriel's first move would be to go to the pub. Alcohol rarely has much effect on him, but it's usually worth a shot - besides, it's a good way to meet people. Or, in this case, kittens. He can't say he has even the faintest clue why they're there, either. He's always had a giant soft spot for animals, though - probably why he'd been the archangel to fall the most for the humans - so for once in his life he gravitates towards them instead of towards the drunks. Plus there's a girl standing by them, which doubles their appeal.

"Cute, huh?" He gestures to the box of kittens. "I'm more of a dog person really, but at the risk of losing macho points, kittens always get me."

[cordelisse]

Zoey smirks up at him, reaching into the box to scritch one of the kittens (a splotchy, golden fellow with a nicked ear) behind the ear. It purrs and nudges her hands with its nose.

“Very. Still trying to figure out what the hell they’re doing here, though. Not exactly the most... kitten-friendly of surroundings.” It’s better than that grotty little pub she’d started the bar fight in, though. At his comment about macho points her smirk shifts, becoming positively impish. “Oh, I don’t know...” she muses, eyeing him thoughtfully for a moment. “I don’t think there’s any risk of you losing those points because you like kittens.”

The kitten’s attempting to scale her arm now, and she scoops the little bastard out of the box. She takes it back; kittens are a very good distraction.

[hung_garian]

"Well, yeah, it seems kinda thoughtless of them. Do you know how many kittens struggle with addiction? The bar's no place for these fluffy little critters."

He watches her play with the kitten, hands tucked into his pockets, the picture of amused nonchalance. It's largely a front, of course - he kind of wants to pick one up himself, but jokes about macho points aside, he'd probably end up sitting by the box and snuggling kittens all night. And that would do his badass reputation no good at all.

"If you're implying I have no macho points to lose, kiddo, I gotta say I'm kind of offended. If I had a glove I might have to slap you with it - challenge you to a duel for my honour."