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thetube2015-08-29 11:23 pm
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Test Drive Meme: August 2015
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.
oh my gosh i saw that conversation with skull. no pressure but /excited vibrating
It takes him a second to realise teach over here is saying he got into a fight to make love, not blackeyes. And he wound up in here? Shit, thanks England-Obama.
And shit--
"--Oh. Shit. You're that dude who was nearby when someone said they played my mom like a video game controller." An offence. A grave offence that warranted Dave smacking the idiot's head in hopes it'll help get dislodged from his ass and see the light of Dave and learn the first commandment of Thou Shall Not Talk Shit If They Cannot Take a Hit. "Proper 'sup man. Didn't think I'll see your shoes here since they're the goody two brand."
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Well. The crowd of absurdly-dressed and variously drunken idiots had all run together, after a point. But the boy had certainly done a number of things, none of them appreciated in Giles' night, before he was distracted by the ensuing chaos. And then the following responsibility, as the most sober and respectable-looking man to have not yet bolted or swaggered or stumbled away, of dealing with the police.
"And yet here I am." Doesn't he sound delighted about it, too. "Leaving further tourists to knock each other senseless in the street. Do let's hope the city is still standing by the time we're let out."
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And the one stuck in a carnival jail because he couldn't flashstep out in time before someone grabbed him by the end of his fabulous cloak, tugging him back like it's all Roadrunner up over there. In the distance, he could hear the saddest trombones doing their best 'wah wah waaaah' as he flashbacks a bit to what lead up to his arrest.
He leans back on the bench and kicks his legs to rest against the bars. The guard keeping an 'eye' on them gives him a look but doesn't bother to reach over and rap his baton against the bars to keep the Texan heathen off them. Fuck yeah to laziness. "Aw hell no man. By the time we get out, I bet it'll be a post apocalyptic wasteland moment we set our foot out of here. Fire in the streets, riots everywhere, everyone suddenly ditching comfortable cotton clothes for heavy leather with pots and pans nailed here, there, and everywhere. Just like my gritty animes.
"I bet we gotta team up and everything when we get out. You the jaded and tired oldcomer and me the wide-eyed innocent youngling taken under your wing to warm your heart and the under of your collar." He pauses after that long rambling as if somehow, someway, what he just said to a total stranger registers at long last but nope. "I gotta admit I hope that isn't the case. I just finished paying off for my turntables and I bet you have a million seniors' discount places you don't wanna see burned up to ashes."
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It's really very difficult for his expression to be more deadpan unimpressed, but somehow he manages. It's a true talent.
"I'd rather see my collar unmolested for five entire minutes." Given that he just recently had a-- werewolf? someone he could have dropped had it been a proper fight, but not in a crowd-- tangling an unwashed hand in it not an hour previous. But he settles further on his edge of the bench, tips his head as if in consideration. Why not: there's nothing better to do. "Do you think the wasteland would be quiet, though? It might be rather worth it."