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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.)

For prospective players: Thinking about bringing a character to the game? Feel free to comment to our Potential CR Planning meme for OOC planning and discussion.

Here are some prompts to inspire you:

1) BABY COME BACK. Is there someone you miss? Maybe you've come to visit for the first time in months. Maybe you'll even stay.

2) FULL MOON. (29th August) 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?

3) CARNIVAL. (30th-31st August) It's the August bank holiday weekend and that can only mean one thing: the Notting Hill Carnival! With the sun high in the sky, enjoy the parade, the music and of course the food. Jerk chicken, anyone?

4) SPECIAL EFFECTS. There's nothing like a touch of subtle magic to add to the occasion. Dress up and show off. Mind you, there could be other supernatural types around who see straight through your tricks.

5) PARTY ALL NIGHT. It's not over when the sun goes down. Get yourself to one of the bars or after-parties and keep on partying. Just don't drink too much. You know it makes it harder to control your powers... and your urges.

6) BRAWL. The police work hard to keep London's gangs away from Carnival. When you have supernatural gangs to contend with, their job gets a whole lot harder. Drunk and disorderly or simply looking for an excuse to cause trouble, encounters between rival factions can soon become hostile. Now are you here to cause a fight or to stop it?

7) NIGHT IN JAIL. Oops. What did you do? And who's that with you?

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.

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{CARNIVAL}

Not really a festive type, this one, but you have to appreciate the work that goes into the costumes and the music. And the food's pretty fucking good too, he'll give it that.

He's supposed to be here to meet someone, but he's long since gotten the feeling he's been stood up, so Reno's just enjoying the carnival from a distance. A can of lager in one hand, cigarette in the other. Watching parades and dancers go by with some curiosity, but not enough to really do anything.

{JAIL}

So he has no idea if cops in England are harder to bribe or if he just hasn't found the right ones yet. Either way,what Reno does know is the guy who dragged him in wasn't exactly amused by the offer. Between that and the fact it's kinda tough to explain away why exactly it looks like you're in the middle of what looks like some serious arson. Well. Thank goodness it's just a night in a cell, huh?

Despite the indignity of the situation, Reno's pretty relaxed. He gets himself settled on the Met's sorry excuse for a bed and reclines with a sigh. It's only once he's comfortable that he even acknowledges his roommate for the night.

"Don't suppose you know any good ways to pass the time?" I-spy is sadly not going to cut it.

{WILDCARD}
w/e yo

"Pretty big shindig, huh?" Heiji didn't have a drink in his hand just yet, though he might plan on trying the chicken a bit later. Right now he was content to stay back a bit and listen to the steel band.

"Thought this place was crowded on a normal day."

Nancy had had the worst fucking luck. When she wasn't babysitting a detoxing vampire, she was being cursed to only speak the truth. Can we say: awful? And now, to top it off, instead of just getting kicked out of a bar, she'd actually gotten herself arrested for soliciting.

This wasn't the first time she'd been arrested. Or the first time the police took down her name and ID and made a nice little folder for Fagin, Nancy complete with mugshots. She actually probably had quite a few back there. Here was the trick: there were no files on record.

A nifty little trick she'd learned.

And, come tomorrow, she'd be let out with a warning, same as everyone else.

That wasn't her trickery, though. But all it took was a phone-call, and she got her wish.

But in the meanwhile, she's stuck here, leaning against the back wall with her arms crossed over her chest. Garters and heels on, and a shirt that was closer to lingerie than an actual shirt, it was clear to all who walked by that yes, yes everyone, she was arrested for prostitution.

She watched her new cell-mate enter bemused, content to not talk, when she caught his question. "Twenty questions, cards if you have 'em, play categories or alphabet games."

Reno looked at Nancy, giving his new friend an appraising look. Nothing struck him as particularly special about her, just a young girl in on solicitation more than likely, but she's his company for the night. Might as well try and make nice in case she's the type to try and strangle a guy in his sleep because of some nutso reason.

He reached inside his jacket and pulled two cards out of his inside pocket, holding them up for Nancy to see between his fingers, "got a Jack of spades and a business card." Lips pursed, he looked a little closer at the business card to see what exactly it was for, (tattoo removal? Well that's rude,) and raised an eyebrow, "should be good enough for a game of Go Fish, right?"

"I've played with less." She gave him a slight smile as she pushes off of the wall with her upper back and takes a few steps around the cell to come sit next to him. Better than standing, and she wasn't about to sit on the floor in this skirt. She was a hooker, but she had class, thank you very much.

"So how d'we go about this, hmm? D'you have a Business Card?"

Childermass knows that it's only a matter of time before someone will come for him. Or before the police finally find sense and listen to their witnesses and determine that he really should not be there in the first place (if he had done something actually warranting an arrest, he certainly wouldn't have let anyone find out about it).

Therefore he's made himself comfortable in that free and liquid way of a man who knows he has nothing to worry about and is merely being inconvenienced with the situation at hand. As far as anyone who looks at him is concerned, he doesn't even seem to be bothered by it, though whether that's true or not is only for Childermass himself to know. Lying back, staring up at the ceiling, he half wishes for something to be able to pass the time with himself. So of course that would be when the other man should speak up.

He turns to glance aside at the other man, raising an eyebrow slightly as he does, but not really making an effort to go any further than that. He takes a moment to take in the look of his cellmate, to wonder what sort of a person he is. Analyze and file away just about every detail there is to notice about him before he speaks up. "Depends," he grinds out, in his gruff, Yorkshire way, letting the thought hang in the air between them before moving to lean back on the cot once more. "I suppose I can think of several -- just depends on what you fancy." He shuts his eyes, heaving out a deep sigh. "Though if you start up with any singing, humming, and/or whistling, we are going to have a problem, you and I."

Reno laughs at the idea of any singing on his part, though part of him wants to give it a go just to get a rise out of his temporary companion. His companion who Reno is now giving a curious look, filing away any obvious details just in case they'll be useful. He's northern - though Reno couldn't pinpoint the exact region - and obviously unbothered by the situation insofar as it's an inconvenience, rather than something to be worried about. The latter being similar to Reno's own feelings on the current situation.

"And here I was hoping for a rousing rendition of Kumbaya." He sighs and looks back at the ceiling, half wishing the boredom would send him to sleep. "Or maybe Old MacDonald."

"Don't you even start," Childermass grumbles across at him. "I may not have actually done any of the fighting that they've accused me of to land me in such a place, but I have no qualms against starting up now. I can hardly land myself in more trouble." Despite the gruffness of his words, it should be noted that Childermass isn't exactly unfriendly. He's more grumbly than outright angry or mean. He's not happy to be there, and he's not going to be going out of his way to pretend as such, but he's not going to be taking it out on people that don't deserve it either.

Not if they don't deserve it, at least.

Test Drive Meme: August 2015

Reno || Final Fantasy VII || Human/Hunter

Carnival

jail. errbody party in the holding cell.

you can arrest me but you can't stop the party

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JAIL.

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