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thetube2015-08-29 11:23 pm
undergroundmods) wrote in 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.
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"It's okay. You're okay."
Or at least he's going to be, eventually. People are so much stronger than they know, most of the time. They don't always see that, but she does. She sees them.
"I won't hurt you."
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"I -- what??" he sputters, bewildered. He isn't pushing her away. Perhaps that's a good sign? He's honestly not sure of anything right now. Does he know this woman? Does she think that he knows her? Is that what it's about? It has to be, he reasons, it's the only thing that makes sense. "I don't know what you -- but I'm not who. You've got someone else!" he exclaims, loudly. Awkwardly. In perhaps something of a higher pitch than he might have done otherwise.
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"No, I've got you. You're sad, and you're lonely. But you're not alone now."
At least not for the moment.
She has tried to get rid of her habit of remarking on people's feelings rather than their words, but it's really difficult and she's awfully bad at ignoring things when they are just right there.
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"We're in the middle of a cafe," he says -- of course he's not alone. And why is she hugging him must she really? (Never mind that he really might actually enjoy being hugged, under slightly different circumstances.)
can I just express my undying love for this thread?
Maybe.
He seems more bewildered than angry now, at least a bit, and that makes him less headache-inducing to be around for the little empath who is hugging him, so she decides that she can let him go for the moment, and so she goes to reclaim her seat.
"Aye, but what has that got to do with it?"
i certainly won't tell you not to u3u
He stares at her as she sits back down across from him, as if nothing's done. He's still got his hands clutched, white-knuckled on his coffee mug, but the only thing he manages to do is open and close his mouth, stuttering a few words at her and failing to form a full thought before he forces himself to regroup. And when he does still all he can manage is, "Who are you?"
/pours love all over you and Faolan
She offers Folan a smile, looking a little sheepish. She knows what she did, she knows how he's feeling about it and now... well, she's a little embarrassed.
"My name's Siobhan. What's yours?"
She spears a piece of chocolate cake on her fork and puts it in her mouth to distract herself from how flustered she has made this poor man, her expression turning from sheepish to blissfull. She can't help herself, that is some damn good cake and she was really craving an energy boost.
u3u prunes feathers (also forgive my delay, work is not kind to me)
"Faolan," he answers, eyeing her warily. Siobhan, that's an Irish name. Is the girl Irish? Faolan himself is, hailed from a little town outside of Belfast, although he hasn't been back there in oh, nearly ten years now. Although the accent's still stuck. Out of stubbornness more than anything else, no doubt.
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Not Irish, no. Scottish, though her accent is pretty far from the thick end of the scale. Still very much there though, just like his own.
"I startled you, didn't I?"
She grimaces a little, looking apologetic.
"I shouldn't have jumped you like that. I'm sorry. Can't help myself sometimes when I can tell that someone's sad. I feel it, y'see."
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He's not about to begin describing why he'd been upset. So instead he focuses on her instead. "How d'you mean, 'feel it'?" he asks, narrowing his eyes slightly, although more because he's skeptical than anything to do with any negative emotions.
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She shrugs a little, she's never been any good with words. She can see of course, her point is more that how do you actually describe how a sense works, what it is like to have it?
"It's like... a sixth sense. I just know."
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"You make it...rather difficult to understand you, you know," he says, shaking his head slightly.
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"I've never been good with words."
And she does look genuinely sad that she can't give him the sort of explanation he'd like, but she really doesn't know how to describe her gift to him, and even if she could do it she's not sure he would understand it anyway.
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"That makes two of us, then, I suppose," he says, somewhat apologetically. At least he understands he's not the best people person.
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"Well... you know how you can sometimes tell when someone is sad? Even if they're trying to hide it? You just sort of... feel that something's up? It's a little bit like that, but much stronger. It's this... really weird mix of just knowing and feeling it in my body. If you were to get angry with me, for example, it would probably hurt a bit. Anger tends to give me the worst headache."
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He doesn't want to ask what she felt that had led her to hug him. He's fairly certain that he already knows. And he's fairly certain that he doesn't want to talk about it. So when he speaks up, it's to ask, "So. You've been able to do this all your life, then?"
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She doesn't exactly want to be inside people's heads. She knows that it probably seems... very invasive, even if she herself hardly ever minds sharing what's going on with her. She wishes that she could just push a button or something and give people privacy but she really can't. At least not for very long stretches of time.
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