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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) LONDON CALLING. People come to London from all corners of the earth. Now you're here and whether you meant to or not, you've been drawn in to the supernatural world. Perhaps you're here to meet other members of your faction. Or perhaps the city's more unusual inhabitants find you first.

2) DARK SIDE. Whether it's animal instincts, a lust for blood or uncontrollable magic, every supernatural being struggles with their darker instincts. Be careful, you may end up doing something you regret.

3) ENEMY TERRITORY. You've found yourself on the wrong side of the tracks. This is enemy territory, you shouldn't be here. Better hope you can sneak your way through without any trouble. Although you have this nagging feeling that you're being followed...

4) GET YOUR SHOVEL. Well, there's a body. Freshly killed, and they didn't come to a natural end. The question is, did you do it or was it someone else? You'd better sort this mess out quickly.

5) STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM. It's the Wimbledon finals, so grab a picnic basket, buy some horribly overpriced strawberries, choose your tennis-themed outfit and get yourself off to SW19. Sure you can handle large crowds? Now is not the time for a supernatural mishap.

6) JUST DANCE. It's a ceilidh! (Barn dance.) Organized by witches but open to all (friendly) newcomers, the dance takes place in an old music hall. There's food, drink, folk music and a magical ritual to bless all young single people attending who are looking for a partner. You never know, your next dance partner might be the one.

7) FULL MOON. (2nd July) Uh oh, it's that time of the month. Werewolves, have you been feeling more aggressive lately? A little short of temper? Better start preparing for your monthly transformation and hope that you don't get interrupted. And then there's the morning after, which feels like a massive hangover. Wait, where are your clothes?

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.

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[Just Dance]

[Or not, as is the case with one particularly gloomy necromancer. Zozo has taken up residence near the refreshments table, gripping her cane tightly, trying her best not to stand out like a sore thumb and failing miserably. For starter's, her outfit is a bit on the weird side. A black turtleneck swear and long skirt with boots aren't that weird, except in the summer, but for some reason she decided to include a short purple cloak and striped scarf with the rest of her outfit. It's almost as if she's trying to hide something. Appearance she seems find, though her pink hair, pale skin, and yellow eyes do stand out as weird.

For those more magically inclined, you might be able to see her true appearance; blue patchwork skin in different shades, held together by pink stitches. Most of her body is covered, but her hands and face are in plain view despite the bandages on the former. None of the witches seem too disturbed by it, though they're probably making comments out of earshot. Still, she tries to be sociable with anyone who walks by the refreshment table for a snack or drink. Even if she isn't very good at it.]

Uh... Hi. Want some punch? I can get it for you.

[Why does she even come to these things. The amount of actual friends she's made at parties could probably be counted on one hand. With all without all the digits...]

[Get Your Shovel]

[London during the day was always a pain in the ass. There were so many people around, and not having a normal body meant having to use stronger spells to ensure her appearance was kept up. Illusion magic didn't work on cameras, though, so she always had to short those out or do her best to avoid them or seem invisible. Night made things easier, since she didn't have to spare as much energy. Her hood was up as she wander around town, seemingly making her way to the outskirts. As she was enjoying her walk, her nose picked up a weird stench. Against her better judgement she decided to investigate, only to come upon a corpse. Freshly made, from the looks of things. Whoever left it her seemed to be long gone, but...wow. What a mess.]

When I said I needed some new fingers, I didn't mean fresh ones...

[Damn, that stench is awful. Still, she couldn't just leave it here. The damage done doesn't seem like anything a normal human could do. Probably a werewolf mauling's leftovers. So she brought her scarf up to her nose in an attempt to block out the smell and approached the remains. Just before she could crouch down before it to remove the remains, she felt like someone was watching her. A sense, maybe? Or perhaps she heard something. Whatever the case was, the necromancer was ninety percent certain that she wasn't alone.]

Hello? Is someone there?

[Her voice was surprisingly calm as she called out. Unafraid, though curious.]

Why did he subject himself to this again? Oh right, because the library had closed early today and he couldn't mercilessly plunder its riches and helpful staff for research. That and several teachers at his school planned on going and really, he needed to get out and experience London.

Not helpful when the group you arrived with abandoned you to chat with others and leaving you to fend for yourself. No matter. Snake was quite used to taking care of himself. But even he needed a moment to get used to the space and press of people and minds enclosed in the barn. So he leaned against the wall of the barn and kept his mental shields tight so as not to be overwhelmed. His other four senses took over, giving him a chance to a listen and to get a sense of where everything (objects and people) were.

About then he heard the voice of a young woman, asking him if he'd like a refreshment. "If you would be so kind," he said.

"Okay. Just give me a sec." Though her tone was as gloomy and apathetic as ever, there was a hint of surprise in her response. She'd never been the best when it came to these kinds of things, so actually getting a word or two out of someone, especially a positive one, was definitely a plus. A confidence booster if nothing else. Slightly pleased with how that turned out, she turned toward the table and leaned her cane up against it. After a moment or two she had the cup filled about two thirds of the way. Enough to quench someone's thirst without spilling it all over themselves.

"Here you go." she chimed quietly, as she handed the cup over to him. "I dunno how it tastes, but I hope you like it."

My, what a ringing endorsement on the virtues of the drink he was about to ingest. Really, girl, put some thought into your delivery. However, Snake's pleasantly surprised that the punch is decent enough. "Thank you."

If his ears didn't deceive him, did she have a cane? "I apologize if this a bit forward, but are you blind as well?"

Test Drive Meme: June 2015

Lady Zozo | Code of Princess | Witch

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