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. Lost in the temple
2. Trapped in a cloak room
3. Stargazing on a balcony
4. In the bathroom
5. In a bedroom
6. Swimming in a courtyard pool

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. You can only speak in rhyme
2. You are naked
3. You suddenly cannot verbally communicate
4. There’s a lot of alcohol/drugs here!
5. You are gender swapped
6. You have amnesia

Comments

[suspecteverything]

"Likely a good idea lest I want to be covered in hot fudge or some other sundae topping."

There was the whole wood splinters flying everywhere as well. Joan took a few steps back and set herself behind some of the coats. Chances of anything reaching that far were slim, but she wanted to be safe.

[clouded_moon]

"Shhh, don't say anything, you'll jinx it." Izumo leaned on his makeshift pole. The wood groaned and squeaked; Izumo, a ninja of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, knew just what noises would indicate too much stress and breakage. He kept leaning on it. Things groaned and whined and the door shuddered ope a few degrees, barely perceptible. Yes, that was it. Izumo kept up the pressure, concentrating on the give and take, holding steady.

[suspecteverything]

"Whatever jinxing is going to happen likely has already been determined."

She wasn't going to say that things couldn't get any worse because she knew that they could. Every situation could always get worse. Always. It was usually the worst ones that tended to fall toward getting worse than anything else too.

[clouded_moon]

"So...pessimistic," Izumo murmured, calmly, tone blank.

The door crawled open another notch, and Izumo could almost see enough to get a clear landing spot. He leaned over and pressed a little harder. The hatstand cracked loudly, splitting up the middle lengthwise. The door groaned another fraction, and with a final snap the hatstand gave way. Izumo would have staggered if he hadn't already braced his feet with chakra; as a result his feet didn't move an inch, but his body swayed, arching sharply to avoid getting stabbed in the gut with the broken shaft.

He straightened, then pressed his eye to the crack. He pukled back grinning. He looked at Joan and beckoned her, palm turned to the floor and fingers flicking down and in. "Ready to get out?"

[suspecteverything]

"It's not pessimism. It's strategic planning and acceptance of possibilities. Pessimism can tell you what possible ways something can go wrong, and knowing those allows you to plan for them. That way if something does happen you can deal with it and still complete your task."

That wasn't to say that Izumo wasn't correct however. Joan was pessimistic in many ways, but it came more from her paranoia than anything else. Considering where she worked, she couldn't really be blamed for it either.

She stared at the slit door and crossed her arms.

"I am capable of getting through many places that others cannot, but that is beyond me."

[clouded_moon]

"It's beyond me, too, but I have another magic trick." Izumo grinned and beckoned to her again. "C'mon, come here. I have to be touching you for it to get us both out."

Now that he could see where he was going, it was safe for him to translocate them out. He could see a clear landing spot in the dark, right there on that patch of concrete. He could smell water out there, somewhere.

[suspecteverything]

Joan sighed heavily but complied. She was really starting to hate magic tricks, which was saying something considering she had never been a very big fan of them before. Unless something was based in real fact she wanted nothing to do with it. That definitely hadn't changed now that some of what wasn't based on facts was actually possible.

"Choose wisely before you do anything. I may be willing to trust you in the most basic sense at the moment, but that does not assure I will not turn on you later."

[clouded_moon]

"No different from anyone else I work with on a daily basis, then," Izumo returned, rolling his eyes, but the smile never left his face and histone was mildly teasing. "Now, come stand closer, and link arms with me." He held out his arm, linked elbows with her, then folded his hands together. He pictured the landing place very, very fixedly. The jutsu took; it was always a bit of a wrench, and a little rough because Izumo wasn't as good as bring along passengers; but he'd estimated her weight fairly well and they landed out in the open air, on a concrete patio.

A courtyard, he saw, but Joan staggered and Izumo took a step back to brace - and missed his step entirely. He let out a shocked yelp as he toppled backwards and landed in water with a loud splash. He tried to shove Joan away so she wouldn't fall in with him but he wasn't sure he'd managed it.

[suspecteverything]

The sudden loss of footing mixed with the complete disorientation of being in a completely new place in a matter of seconds threw Joan for a major loop. Her brain stalled out as they fell. She was still trying to figure out what had just happened so suddenly expecting to tell her body how to react was too much. Izumo's shove kick started her though.

Joan twisted her body and reached out as far as she could for the patio they had been standing on only moments before. Unfortunately she was a few seconds too late in her reaction to get a solid grip. The tips of her fingers contacted the concrete, and she was able to cling there for a brief moment, her muscles screaming. Before she could even attempt to readjust her grip or swing her second hand up the strength in her left hand failed, and she fell.

Hopefully Izumo wouldn't be directly under her. While it might be nice to land on him in repayment, the pain it would cause her would outweigh the pleasure she might get from his own response.

[clouded_moon]

Izumo was a good swimmer, so even with Joan landing on him in the water he was fine. Chemicals stung his nose and eyes as he looped an arm around her and kicked the both to the surface. As soon as his head surfaced he was coughing, having gotten a great deal of pool-water up his nose. He made sure he had Joan's head above the water, too, before he grabbed the ledge of the pool and used that to help keep them afloat.

[suspecteverything]

Joan was more than capable of keeping herself above water, but she didn't fight with him. That would only make the process of getting out harder for both of them. She grabbed the ledge with one hand and wiped hair and water out of her face with the other. Her long blond hair was completely clinging to her now, and she had to bob under the water for a moment to get it to a point that it didn't feel stuck to everything.

"So much for being careful," she shot at him before sighing softly. "And so much for my shoes."

Keeping a pair of heels on in the water was a near impossible task, especially if you didn't know you were about to go swimming. She would have considered swimming down to get her heels if she could see them, but they were nowhere in sight. Neither was the bottom of the pool. Apparently retrieving whatever was long in this pool that didn't float would be an impossible task.

[clouded_moon]

"Well fuck," said Izumo, running a hand over his face, shifting his bangs to reveal that he did, in fact, have two eyes; the illusion he wore made them both look brown. The application of water, though, wasn't quite perfect. He looked around, then down, and eyed the yawning depths with dismay. Yeah that didn't look ominous at all! Hah.

He pushed away from the side, kicked harder, and applied chakra to both hands and one knee. In a sudden splash he was poised as if he was climbing onto a ledge out of the water....but there was only water under him. He pulled his other knee out and stood on all fours a moment with his feet still dangling in the water: then he stood up. He walikecd calmly across the water, feet picking up little ripples and splashes, clothes and hair sopping wet. He scanned the black depths for Joan's shoes, and as he did absently flicked his hands through signs.

He reached the other side, turned, and headed back for joan, slicking water off skin, clothes, and hair alike with his earlier jutsu, drying himself off. It was ten times easier with just pure water, and his hair fluffed back into position across his face.

"Sorry, I don't see your shoes. Actually, I don't even see a bottom to this. Might be safer for you to get out."

[suspecteverything]

This guy's ridiculous abilities seemed to be limitless. It was a good thing Joan had started throwing them all into a corner of her mind that she kept locked away from her basic curiosity. Trying to find out how anything he did was feasible would only give her a headache. She sighed and barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him.

"Yes, thank you. I had already determined that for myself."

Joan pushed herself easily upward and twisted her body so she was sitting on the edge. Thankfully the room was relatively warm, so she wasn't cold despite the fact that she was sopping wet. Pulling her hair back she sat wringing it out.

[clouded_moon]

"Yeah, you're a smart cookie." Izumo grinned at her, and bent to run his hand down his legs, one after the other. Now perfect,y dry and standing on the water in front of Joan, he turned and lobbed the sphere of water across the pool. It lost its shape as soon as it left his hand, and splashed down in a graceful arc.

Izumo turned back to her and held out his hands. "Want me to dry you off again?" He asked, and his gaze was a little lower than her face. Yay, boobs!

[suspecteverything]

Joan knew exactly where his eyes were and lifted her eyebrow in response.

"Somehow I believe you would much prefer I say wet."

He would probably prefer she had been wearing a white dress as well, but white had never been her style. She was pale enough without that being added to the mix. Regardless of what he wanted though, she would much rather be dry even if that meant relying on his magic again. Joan stood and held out her hands, a wordless indication that he should dry her off.

[clouded_moon]

"Nah. All the same to me. I'll just appreciate the lovely view while it's here and be sad when it's gone." Izumo grinned cheerily at her, and held out his hands, standing up on tiptoe to reach the top of her head first. He didn't quite touch her, his hand hovering just over her skin, and he ran his hands over her, collecting the water as he went. It was a fun flashy trick and it was so practical. Izumo hummed a little cheerful tune under his breath as he worked.

"Besides," he added, as his hand passed over her hips and he crouched to reach her legs, "Boobs are meant to be appreciated. It would be rude of me not to. Yours are quite nice."

[suspecteverything]

Joan laughed, actually laughed, at that comment.

"They are, are they? You must be rather stared for female attention. Mine breasts are hardly my best asset."

She knew full well what men thought of women and their bodies. It was one of the easiest, most reliable ways to distract a man or get something you wanted from them. She'd used it before and would certainly use it again before her career was over.

[clouded_moon]

"No, that would be your wit and your smile. It's a pretty smile." Izumo beamed at her, agreeably, as he rose and turned to 'throw' his ball of water away. "But all boobs are excellent boobs and should be appreciated for their gloriousness." He paused, profile to her, and considered. "Well, man-boobs are not exactly my thing...unless they're trans, then they need to be appreciated too." He nodded, decisively, and turned to face her again.

"I mean, a damn good ass is fantastic and I'll always enjoy a good dick, but boobs hold a special place in my heart." He put a hand over his heart and chuckled. "They're just nice. And I like the way they move."

[suspecteverything]

Joan actually wound up resting the heel of her hand against her forehead in mild frustration.

"I had suspected that you had certain tendencies toward that subject, but I hadn't quite realized how strong those tendencies were."

She shook her head mildly at him. That was definitely more information than she had wanted to know.

[clouded_moon]

"Are you going to be one of those silly people who take offense to the fact that I'm bisexual?" Izumo wanted to know, hooking his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans. He didn't think so. She seemed a very sensible lady.

[suspecteverything]

Joan sighed and forced herself to take a calm, steady breath. There were very few times when she felt the need to hit her head against something or simply hit something (or someone). This was one of those times.

"For some reason that does not particularly surprise me."

[clouded_moon]

"I didn't ask if you were surprised, I asked if you were going to be all offended. Or suddenly be rude. Or violent. You'd be surprised how many people get violent over such stupid things like sexual preferences. Honestly, it's nothing to fight over." Izumo sighed heavily, shaking his dark head ruefully.

[suspecteverything]

"I would think my response provided you with that answer even if it was in a more roundabout way than you were hoping for."

She hadn't looked at him in disgust or turned and walked away. In fact, she hadn't even missed a beat or altered the way she was acting or talking at all.

[clouded_moon]

Izumo shrugged at her. "I like to make sure. You would too, after being punched in the face as often as I've been." He steped back, theforwards, swaying on the water as effortlessly as he might on solid ground. He had an affinity for water, after all, and water-walking came more easily to him than some. "Well, now that I've got us outof the closet and dry, hw about a reward kiss? Or, you know, reward grope?" He grinned cheerily at her, teasingly. He knew the answer was no,but he liked to tease her. She got grumpy and exaserated but not dangerous. It was funny.

[suspecteverything]

She tipped her head to the side and raised an eyebrow in amusement.

"And you're going to do that from what over there? And you really think you deserve a reward after covering me in whipped cream and then dropping me in a massive pool of water?"

That doesn't sound reward worthy to her. At least not really. There was still the possibility that she could have gotten herself out of the closet on her own after all.