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

[diana_abel]

She smiled a little bit. "Nothing wrong with that," she decided. "It's a problem really. When adults stop believing in magic. I dunno. I kinda feel like...well...what's the point of living if you don't believe in magic of some kind?"

[woodenbadboy]

"I feel the exact same way. Though all magic does come with a price."

He spun her around a bit more as the canon went off again, this time sending brightly colored bubbles into the air.

[diana_abel]

Diana let out a delighted laugh, both at the twirling and at the bubbles. She could live in this moment forever. She was happy, surrounded by colors, cheerful people, dancing. It was everything she loved out of life.

Almost.

"I don't know if that's true," she replied when she finally stopped spinning for a moment. "That all magic comes with a price. Although, I suppose it depends on how you define magic. Or price."

[woodenbadboy]

"You always have to give something to make magic. Ingredients, the price to the provider of the magic... and sometimes payment from the soul."

The last bit is a bit more intimate in his voice. It's a price he's paid a few times over.

"So what about you, Ms. Diana? Do you really believe in magic?"

[diana_abel]

"I've fallen in love over a dozen times. Of course I believe in magic. Particularly of the Platonic kind. The whole 'origins of love' story." She grinned. "But I see what you mean about payment being a part of your soul."

[woodenbadboy]

"Do I need to fear about a current beau coming out to hit me for dancing with his beautiful and quite naked female friend?"

[diana_abel]

She smirked. "If I were you, I'd be more concerned about my scary older sister with the baseball bat," she replied.

[woodenbadboy]

He laughed at that. "So noted!"

I'm so sorry...

[diana_abel]

"But no. No beau." Unless you counted the bathtub which...Diana didn't count.

no you're really not :P

[woodenbadboy]

"Did those dozen men wear you out, or just needed some time away?"

He may be pulling her a bit closer. It was to avoid that large group of people trying to push through behind her, he swears!

She's a sexual predator, what can I say?

[diana_abel]

Diana laughed. "Probably the other way around," she replied. "I wore them out. Also, they're back home." Also, most of them were probably dead. Hazard of living forever, and all. She supposed Mitch was probably still alive. And Joseph. As for the rest?

Not so much.

If she had any objections to moving closer to him, however, she didn't voice them.

and she gets to play with the man puppet that can't resist temptations.

[woodenbadboy]

"I'm pretty sure no man is going to complain about being worn out by you."

He just smirks. Oh look, a little bubble pops on her shoulder and leaves a purple residue. He just may reach up and lightly swirl that around her shoulder...

Yes, but he has a BEARD

[diana_abel]

Oh, now she was really feeling nostalgic. Body paint. She'd forgotten how much fun that could be!

She reached out into the air, closing her hand around a pink bubble. It popped, leaving behind enough residue for her to reach over and draw a heart on his cheek.

"There. Now you match the decor."

just a 5 o'clock shadow...

[woodenbadboy]

[ooc: rare unshaven face but can't speak for his chest...]

He laughed at that. "Thank you. It's a survival skill to make sure you always fit in with your surroundings."

[diana_abel]

[ooc: dude, he looks weeeeeeeird.]

"Is this your way of telling me that you're a Boy Scout?" she asked, giggling. "You should probably know that I disapprove of uniforms."

[woodenbadboy]

"No, not a boy scout. Just a survivalist. So no uniform to worry about, just a leather jacket."

[diana_abel]

"Mmm, leather jacket. Very James Dean. Classy and kinda badass at the same time."

Old hippie or not, Diana couldn't bring herself to object to wearing leather. After all, it wasn't like she could afford to be a vegetarian.

[woodenbadboy]

"Well, thank you. I like to try and portray both whenever possible."

He just flashed her his best "Prince Charming" smile.

[diana_abel]

It occurred to her, about then, that she was totally doing that thing that had gotten her into so much trouble in Phoenix. She was totally flirting with a bad boy.

Nostalgia could cut both ways.

"Well," she said, "maybe that's why the Grasp picked you."

[woodenbadboy]

"Maybe the Prince has a thing for bad boys?"

[diana_abel]

"Some people do," she said with a shrug. "The sister with the baseball bat, for example. Not sure about princey, though. From what I've heard about him, he seems a little...rigid."

Diana hated rigid.

[woodenbadboy]

"Well, if he's rigid, maybe then he needs an incredibly attractive naked hippie girl to loosen him up a bit."

[diana_abel]

"I'd take one for the team," Diana admitted, playing with a piece of her hair. "If it meant everyone else got to go home." It wasn't like she had anything good waiting for her back in LA. Maybe this was where she was meant to be. Maybe this was the break from destiny she'd been waiting for.

[woodenbadboy]

"But would you love him? Probably not fair to the poor guy otherwise... and then you would break his heart and leave him in little pieces all over this city."

[diana_abel]

She looked up at him, all eyes. "Since when are arranged marriages about love?"