veryroundbird: (/roll)
Carly ([personal profile] veryroundbird) wrote in [community profile] outofshadows2012-07-02 02:59 pm

test drive memeeeeee

Throne of Shadows
TEST DRIVE MEME!!!


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 Purple Room (aka the pub)
2. In the Blue Room (aka the library)
3. At the rooftop garden
4. In the bathroom
5. Your bedroom
6. Someone else’s bedroom
You’re feeling...
1. Happy
2. Tired
3. Angry
4. Nostalgic
5. Like someone stabbed you—oh, hey, they did, fancy that
6. Horny
Somewhat unusually...
1. The room has been destroyed.
2. There are carnival games set up.
3. You suddenly cannot verbally communicate.
4. There’s a lot of alcohol here!
5. There is a box of adorable kittens here.
6. There is a dead body on the floor.
barkingatwolves: (Default)

6, 3, 1

[personal profile] barkingatwolves 2012-07-04 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Gretchen doesn't actually remember how she got in here (she does remember overturning the bookshelf; a detached part of her already feels bad about it, but she's got more important concerns right now). She's shaking, partially from rage and partially from the sheer effort not to shapeshift. Absolutely no good can come of that.

She paces back and forth, alternating between yanking her hair and scratching viciously at her arms. If she can be left alone for a little while she should be fine. Probably.

[personal profile] paperworkprodigy 2012-07-05 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Myfanwy presses her ring to the door to open it, looking forward to collapsing—it might not be her own bed, but at least it is a bed and the one decent part of this extradimensional kidnapping experience, and what the fuck even happened to it?

—also there is a woman here who looks like she is having a seizure or something, she should probably... help... out?]


Er. Are you... okay?
barkingatwolves: (Default)

[personal profile] barkingatwolves 2012-07-06 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Gretchen whips around; it takes a real, active effort not to leap immediately to violence. As it is, she takes a half-step towards Myfanwy, her hands curling into fists.

"No," she snaps. Her voice sounds a little rough around the edges, like she's gone hoarse or something. "I'm not. I just... goddamnit." She snarls, turning away from the door and slamming her fist through the wall. There's an audible popping noise as something in her hand breaks.