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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!

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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

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It figures that some mythical race of beings would kidnap Elena, of all people. What surprised him more than he cared to admit was that he'd found himself here as well. Not Stefan. He would have laughed about his brother not being deemed 'marriage material' if the implication that he was wasn't even more hilarious. Please. Damon had avoided having another ring slipped on his finger for over a hundred and fifty years. He wasn't entirely thrilled at the prospect of some as of yet unseen 'prince' trying to pull a Charming on him and whisk him away.

He could only stand where he was, staring at Elena from across the room. He'd been shown to the candidate house and had belligerently taken his time getting there. If he'd known who was here, he might not have stopped off for drinks for the last few hours. Maybe half the day. Who was counting? Yet, there she was, sitting and looking far too comfortable for the situation they were in. "Elena?"

He had to ask. Maybe it was Katherine, after all. And wouldn't that be the universe kicking him in the balls.

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?"

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?"

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."

"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.

She isn't. She pulls back to look at him, trying to figure out when the last time he saw her was. He's not ... reacting as strongly as she would think he would if he thought she was dead, but then again, Damon can be so hard to read.

"The Grasp is broken, Damon. I don't think we have a choice."

"Screw choice. If you don't like option A or B, then make your own option C." As far as Damon knew, this Elena was a vampire, something he'd figure out wasn't true as soon as he took the time to really look her over. Or, you know, listened to her heartbeat.

"Their little grabby hands toy doesn't get to say how long we stay here."

"Oh, so you're an expert in inter dimensional travel now?"

She doesn't mean to be snippy, but she doesn't necessarily want to go home to her death either. She crosses her arms in front of her chest as she steps away from him.

"Would it really be such a bad thing to stay? It could be a break. A break from ... everything."

"I could be." He gives her a look before moving away, turning to look around the room as he assessed their situation. Stuck in a city and told to 'stay put' while they wait for some alien prince to pull a love at first sight gag. No thank you.

"I didn't take you as the running away sort, Elena. I thought you'd want to find the cure as much as Stefan does." If only to cram it down her throat so he could have her back and get her away from Damon. "My idea of a break doesn't involve being kidnapped and subject to a possible shotgun wedding."

She was with him at first, because he's right. She's not the running away type, and she never was. But since they go home to right where they were left and where she was left was in a truck in a river, she wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of running back to that.

Then what he said next confused her. She turned to face him again. "Cure? What cure?"

He turned back to her, frowning just a little. "The cure." Like that was supposed to explain it all. Had someone not been paying attention? That surprised him, since he thought she'd been on board with the plans to get it.

She gives him a look because yeah, that clears up so much. "The cure for what?"

"Ha, ha, very funny. Okay, I'll play along. 'The cure for you that Stefan's so insistent upon finding and giving to you so you can go back to being human and therefore, back to being in love with him'. There. Did I pass the test?" He smirked before he turned back to looking around their 'new home'. Screw that.

He looks away, but Elena's focus is on some point in the floor as she tries to process what the words mean. She's not stupid. She's guessing that this means from whatever time Damon's from, she's no longer human. Which could mean only one thing.

"I'm a vampire?"

The thought alone makes her chest tighten, and she tries not to panic, regardless of the fact that it's the last thing she ever wanted to be.

He turned back at the question, brows lifting. "Is this some kind of trick que--," he paused, listening for the first time and hearing the accelerated heartbeat that was coming from her. She had a heartbeat.

He was back in front of her quickly, gripping her arms and looking down at her. "You're human again. How did they do it?" Along with the surprise and disbelief, there was a thread of fear. Human, she'd probably prefer Stefan again, making him lose what he felt he'd just gotten.

Elena takes a step back, pushing him away from her as she tries to recenter her thoughts. A vampire. She's a vampire. She must have had vampire blood in her system when she went off that bridge, but she couldn't remember how it could have gotten into her system.

"They didn't do anything." She says quietly, not quite looking at him as she speaks. "Matt and I both arrived here shortly after his truck went over the bridge." She always knew she wasn't making it out of that car alive, but she didn't think it would turn into something like this.

He just stared at her for a minute, two thoughts loud in his head. One, she didn't want him anymore. Here he was, being tossed aside again. Two, they seemed to be able to take people from different times. This was probably good to know.

"Of course the human puppy would follow you here. Color me so not surprised." He didn't take a step back, but he didn't move forward again. "You haven't missed much." It was probably best if he didn't fill her in on some of the things that had happened recently.

It probably is. She isn't entirely sure she wants to hear it. It also isn't that she doesn't want Damon. She still struggles with those feelings for him as much as she did before, but this? This is too much.

"It sounds like I've missed a lot."

He shrugged it off, not wanting to make a big deal of it or go into any long, meaningful conversations. He was too busy trying to fully accept he was apparently stuck here and he was stuck here with Elena. It might be worthwhile if they'd thrown in some kind of beach getaway with white sands and drinks with umbrellas.

"Just the usual Mystic Falls chicanery. What about here? How long have you been here?"

"Just a few weeks. Matt got here a week after I did." But from the same point in time, which yes, was very weird, but she had moved past that at this point.

"And what do you make of all this," he asked, gesturing around them to indicate not just the house, but the whole wonderful kidnapping adventure as well.

She shrugs. "I haven't met the prince yet, so I can't really say anything there." She starts loosening up a bit as they talk about something else. She'll have to fully digest the idea of her being a vampire later.

"The other candidates are nice."

"Right. Nice. I'm sure they're just peachy." Damon's trust in anyone he hadn't personally met and judged was nonexistent. He moves to sit, looking around the room in disdain. He bet they didn't even have anything good to drink here. "Do you plan on falling for Charming if he smiles your way?"

She flashes him a look. "I'm not planning on doing anything. I haven't even met him yet."

He gave her a short smile, trying not to let the burn of jealousy show. First Stefan and now this prince character. Wonderful.

Maybe it hurt so much because he'd already had her. She was, as far as he was concerned, his. And yet here she was in front of him again, human, and clearly not his. The universe hated him. "Why haven't we met him? Shouldn't he be the one to greet everyone and give them a yes or no sticker?"

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