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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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How did he always end up here. Out of all the places Zuko travelled, London was by the far the city most ready to put its fists up and throw one into your face. He hadn't been doing anything incriminating and yet he found some guy hauling him by the back of his shirt into a circle of people. One guy was already bleeding.

"Where you going, Freddy Krueger?" The drunk university student crowed. Zuko gritted his teeth knowing a jab at his scar when he heard one. He could feel his temper flaring, and his instinct to melt this assholes face off with a well times burst of fire.

"Get your hands off me!" Zuko snapped, pushing his assailant's hand away and giving him a shove for good measure. Unfortunately for Zuko, he didn't count on his opponent being able to turn around and shove him back as quickly as he does. He lost his balance and went flying. Suddenly that clear escape route for Waver is now filled with a Zuko body falling fast.

Waver's eyes are everywhere as he runs, analyzing the changing situation and the potential path of the fight. These things never stay in one place after all, they track like storms, with fierce winds replaced by fists and elbows flying out. Dodging those is the key to getting out right now, and Waver's managed to dodge all threats so far. So far being the key wo--

Body on the ground. Too much momentum. Waver's left foot manages to dig just under Zuko's side - shit, shit shit - but Waver's other leg stops, and with a precarious wobble, Waver only manages not to trip over Zuko entirely.

"You all right?" Waver huffs out, pausing just long enough to circle around Zuko. Waver'll be gone the second he has confirmation that Zuko's not injured from the near spill. Any other injury, well, the brawl's to blame for that.

Zuko grunted as Waver's foot dug under his side. He curled waiting for the other foot to trample him, but it seems whoever is tittering over him has better balance than that. Zuko silently thanks him. By now the din is really getting going. He looks up at Waver. It was bleeding guy. He looks like he wants to get the hell out of dodge and Zuko doesn't blame him one bit.

Zuko shouts to be heard over the drunk yelling, "I'm fine. We need to get out of here."

He got to his feet quickly, ignoring the small pieces of gravel imbedded in his skin, and points towards a 24 hour coffee shop's blinking "open" sign in the window. He hopes that's all the explanation needed as a cue to start running for cover.

"Bad choice," Waver says, following where Zuko's finger is pointing. "This fight is going to shift that way."

Because it only makes sense for it to do so. Get enough people running towards the same location, and the fight will simply migrate in the same direction, trying to pull people back into the fray. There's a few other things next to the shop, and then, oh thank something there's a side street that looks clear enough. Thank god for Notting Hill's particular ways.

"Hang right instead. Past that chicken wing stand. No one's heading that way."

If Zuko had a sense of humour he might have saw something funny in hiding past a chicken wing stand, but he just groaned at how embarrassing that was. Reduced to cowering from humans. This was a new low.

"Right," He yelled and then he took off in that direction, punching a guy on his way out, because why not, hoping that his new "friend" would be on his heels. He skidded to a halt behind their picked out hiding place and looked around. He had serviettes i his pocket from the carnival earlier and it looked like his companion could use a couple.

Waver skids to a halt a few moments after Zuko's ducked into the alley, his hair now a fine mess, his breath ragged from the running. Staying in physical shape's never been a priority, not when being a twig comes naturally, and so the wheezing is well. Normal, but in this moment, rather unwelcome. The smoking doesn't help. Waver's sure there's a little bit of judging going on too, he wouldn't blame Zuko for it at all, but for now, ugh, sod it.

"Sorry for nearly falling over you," Waver manages to get out between breaths, placing his right palm to the wall and putting his weight into it. "You all right?"

Zuko didn't look too good himself, his breathing feeling tight where he had landed on his side. He wondered idly if his rib cage would be terribly bruised come morning.

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault."

"Here." He pulled out a bunch of scrunched up serviettes which did not look too appealing but it was better than nothing. He awkwardly held them out.

"For your nose."

"Thank you, that's very kind."

Waver's quick to take the offered serviettes, using a few to staunch the bleeding and then the rest to take care of the blood that's dried already. He's sure he looks perfectly ridiculous, standing hunched over trying to get a hold of himself, but when was the last time Waver fussed about dignity really?

"Christ, did you see who started that nonsense?"

Test Drive Meme: August 2015

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