thetube | Test Drive Meme: November 2015

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN.

Welcome to the Underground test drive meme! This is where you can try out the AU version of your character, start some potential CR and get a feel for the world of the game. Choose your character's species, read up on the available factions and you're ready to go. Put your character's name in your subject line when you post, tag out, and have fun!

Note to current players: Activity in this meme counts as game canon! So you can use it for activity check. If you end up playing anything that you can't or don't want to use as game canon, it's fine to ignore it. (In that case you shouldn't submit it for activity check.)

Here are some prompts to inspire you:

1) GHOST TOWN. (31st October) Ghosts, it's your chance to shine! Whether you want to or not, actually. Even humans are more sensitive to ghostly activity tonight, so be careful where you choose to make your haunts.

2) BEHIND THE VEIL. (31st October) Even the faintest disturbance of magic could disrupt the veil between worlds tonight. Will you stumble into the Other Realm? Or will they find you? It's all blurring into one...

3) SAMHAIN. (31st October) Known to the public as Halloween and to witches as Samhain, tonight is the night when all manner of supernatural creatures come out to play and the humans will be none the wiser. Of course, if you're a witch, tonight is much more serious business. The veil between the worlds is thin, and magic can easily reach through the cracks.

4) FANCY DRESS. Or you could dress up and go to a Halloween party, where you can revel in what you are without suspicion. Just make sure you stain your costume with fake blood, not actual blood, mm'kay?

5) ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK. There's something behind you...

6) HOUSE OF HORRORS. Okay, whose stupid idea was it to venture into a haunted house tonight? Really, you're every horror movie trope waiting to happen. Hope you brought a comfortable sleeping bag.

7) BONFIRE NIGHT. (5th November) Remember, remember, the 5th of November. Gunpowder, treason and plot. Bonfire Night is a long-standing tradition in the UK, commemorating that time back in 1605 when Guy Fawkes and his co-conspirators tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament. (They failed.) Tonight, light a bonfire, set off some fireworks and watch your guy burn. Lovely, isn't it?

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.

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He had chosen his victim very poorly indeed, because Siobhan did not carry upon her person even the means to buy herself some new clothes, and it was quite evident that she could use some. Most of what she was wearing was a bit too big for her, gotten from thrift stores and lovingly repaired so she looked like a very cheerful little quilt of a person, all bright colours and smiles.

Her magic felt a bit like that too, warm and welcoming and bright, like the gentle glow of a fireplace on a chilly autumn day.

The item Reynard had gotten hold of was a donut wrapped in some napkins, a snack she was saving for later. She took it back from him with a look on her face that was more disapppointed than anything else.

"And you're not even a little bit sorry."

Poor choice of victim indeed, always was when he ended up feeling more like he should give them something for charity than take anything away. He waited for her to take the muffin back then held his hands up to show his innocence and to better proclaim his regret. "Don't you say that. I am very sorry indeed and even if I was not and I'd have actually run into you on purpose, I'd at the very least be one sorry bastard."

He tried a winning smile, hoping he'd fare better with that. "Will you find it in your heart to forgive me? Or at least find it in your stomach to let me make it up to you? They are selling something that smells delicious at the stand over there."

"Not if you'll get the money to pay for it from someone else's pocket."

Even if only the mention of free food made her stomach growl. She was used to ignoring that, though. Hunger was such a constant in her life that she sort of just accepted it as the natural state of things.

"I won't get the money from someone else's pocket. Cross my heart!" Given he already had some money from someone else's pocket, that was a statement he could easily make without lying. He'd only pay with money he had already gotten from someone else's pocket.

It was the fae style of honesty. Reynard had heard her stomach growl and he thought that the stomach of someone who seemed as sweet as she did should never be that empty. It wasn't just her appearance that compelled him, he could feel her magic as well, her being, for lack of a better term. Obviously he was very far from a bleeding heart, but when he wanted to be good, he didn't question his intention any more than he did with his bad deeds. "Good enough?"

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She tilted her head a little and gave him a thoughtful look. His wish to be nice seemed sincere enough, from what she could pick up on from his emotional landscape. Not that that was ever a reliable way of knowing much about people's intentions, really. People felt an awful lot of things all the time, it was terribly distracting.

Eventually, she just shrugged, and smiled at him.

"It'll do."

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"I'm ever so grateful." Reynard started to walk toward the stand he had indicated before, turning his head to make sure that Siobhan was walking with him. He looked for the wallet he had taken before to get the money he needed. Not a lot in there, but more than enough to cover them for now.

"What do you want? Doughnut, doughnut holes or any other, less divided treat?"

"I never say no to donuts, they're my favourite."

She couldn't help it, just smelling them made her grin widely in anticipation.

"Really? They just make me feel as if someone took the middle of my food." Nevertheless Reynard ordered a whole array of doughnuts for her and added the missing holes for himself. He paid and didn't wait for the change, just handed her the fresh doughnuts, still warm in the paper bag.

As he turned and walked away, he took the first of his treats into his mouth, then paused to look at her and wave her along. "Come on now. We should eat together, any meal tastes better in company."

"But they taste so good!"

She caught up to him with a couple of quick steps, eagerly scarfing down a donut and humming with appreciation.

"They do. Just like bagels, which is probably the reason for the theft. Someone wanting to make sure we don't get too much of a good thing. Me, I've always felt as if I should have more than enough of everything I want."

He turned on his heels to walk backwards, so he could look at her. He swallowed another bite and flashed her a wide grin. "They call me Reynard. How about you, what's your name?"

"That's awfully cold of you, to look on the poor things as if they're lacking. You need to work on accepting things the way they are."

Said with a joking grin, though really that was Siobhan more or less laying out her entire philosophy on life there.

"I'm Siobhan."

"Siobhan. I suppose 'sunshine' might have been too on the nose." Reynard laughed and shrugged his shoulders, then lowered his head in defeat. "I shall never look down on doughnuts again from now on. I shall keep eating them however." He ate another of the holes, right on cue, then turned back around to just walk next to her.

"I have no idea where we're going, by the way. I'm new enough in the city to not have anywhere to go."

"I rarely have anywhere in particular in mind when I go wandering. I kind of like getting lost."

Generally speaking, she had found that it was one of the best ways of finding where you were supposed to be.

It might not be where you'd intended to be, but those two things didn't always go together like one might think they should.

"Then we have something in common other than our appreciation for fine foods." Reynard's smile was an easy one and he truly was relaxed. Sure, he could feel her magic, but she was hardly any type of thread and he wasn't plotting anything at all just yet, so there was no reason not to simply enjoy a walk with a kind stranger.

"How long have you been in London, Siobhan?"

"I don't even know, should probably sit down and figure it out one of these days."

Keeping track of dates wasn't exactly a specialty of hers.

"Don't worry about it, I've no idea what the date is. Just say 'short' or 'long' and I'll have an idea based on that." Not as if he cared much about dates. The seasons, of course, even after all these years, the seasons still meant something. Considerably less since he wasn't in either court however and so usually he didn't care too much about that.

"What do you do to pass the time, sunshine?"

"Short. I suppose I've sort of gotten settled but not much more than that."

She picked up another donut and took a couple of bites while she considered his question.

"Most of the time I'm just sort of making ends meet. Feeding myself, keeping a roof over my head."

"That doesn't sound like a lot of fun." Also made him want to feed her more doughnuts, but no need for overkill. First she could finish what she had right now.

"Unless you do something fun for money, I suppose." She was a witch, wasn't she? Had to be, he couldn't be that mistaken. Whether she was practising was a different matter, but her magic felt too out there and alive for anything else.

"Oh, I have my share of fun. I get to meet a lot of interesting people, for example."

And it does bring her a lot of joy to work her craft when she can, especially when she can make magical items, that is her favourite thing of all.

She may not see eye to eye with her mother about a lot of things, but she will always be grateful that she saw Siobhan's potential in that area and let her learn early on about how to work with precious metals and stones.

"Am I interesting, now that I've proven how sorry I am?" Reynard finished off his last doughnut hole and balled the bag up in his hand, managing to throw it into a rubbish bin as they passed it. "I would like to at the very least qualify as 'odd', if at all possible. Perhaps mildly entertaining?"

There was always that moment of revealing knowledge of things not everyone up here would know about, but there was no rush.

"I think most people are pretty interesting."

Said with a bit of a teasing tone, as if she was both saying that he was interesting and that he shouldn't be getting too big an ego about it.

"Certainly. At the very least if you're interesting enough yourself to draw it out in them."

There was too much of Reynard's ego to be deflated all that easily and it definitely took more to hurt it. "But I'll take the challenge. You'll just have to tell me at what point I've become more than merely interesting. I'll settle for fascinating."

Alright, that made her laugh, which wasn't a hard thing to accomplish really but nice all the same.

"Sounds like I'm in for a very entertaining walk."

"Has anyone ever told you that your laugh would make the sun rise? In a metaphorical sense at least, technically it would have to make the Earth move for a similar effect and that just seems inconvenient." Reynard grabbed her arm lightly, just enough so he could steer her to actually turn at the next corner. He had no idea where they were going, but might as well appear as if he did.

Well, her face certainly turned one of the colours of sunrise at that comment.

"No, can't say that has happened before."

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