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The Underground Mods ([personal profile] undergroundmods) wrote in [community profile] thetube2016-02-27 09:49 pm
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Test Drive Meme: Feb/March 2016



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) COMMON PEOPLE. What do normal Londoners do every day anyway? Sometimes you just want to blend in with everyone else. Make friends with humans. Talk about the weather. Go on, try it.

2) PENTHOUSE SUITE. But wait. Maybe you want to see how the other half live. The elite of the elite. You've been lucky enough to be asked to a meeting, or a luncheon, or a date. Find out what the most powerful people in London are really like.

3) GET OUT YOU FILTH. Supernatural prejudice is a regrettable fact of life in London. It doesn't matter what you are, there's someone out there who hates you because of it. They'll shun you, heckle you, even hunt you down and kill you. Of course, you're probably not immune to a few prejudices yourself.

4) SPEED DATING. Oh god. Why did you sign up to this. You should have known it was a bad idea when someone mentioned it was supernatural speed dating. Help.

5) THE REAL UNDERGROUND. Down in the darkest corners of the Tube, there are supernatural vagrants of all kinds, especially vampires. That friendly busker may well be a fae. That girl waiting for the next train is a ghost. Once you've seen it, you can't escape from it.

6) IN THE SUPERMARKET. On the other hand, you never know what you might find just walking around your local supermarket. You haven't forgotten how to do normal things like groceries, right?

7) A CURSED EXISTENCE. Maybe you literally are cursed. Maybe you just feel like it sometimes. There are things you can't do, weaknesses that normal humans aren't subject to, but they make everyday life in London that little bit more difficult. Try not to get too mad about it.

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.
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[personal profile] n_ll 2016-03-08 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ooh, she's interesting. Not all that wander are lost, eh? Despite the potential danger of being around a fae, he doesn't bother worrying about it--especially if she's got her own story to share.]

Nostalgic!
Do tell.
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[personal profile] livesarejuststories 2016-03-08 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I was a frequent passenger on sailing ships. Back when they were the only reliable way to cross the ocean.

[She smiles at the thought, remembering the olden days.]
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[personal profile] n_ll 2016-03-09 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, the golden age!
Wasn't alive back then, but I always admired it.
"Classically trained," if you will.

Some mocked me for my efforts to preserve the "retro" mindset
but life is too short to mind the naysayers.

...

Was.
Never will I be as correct as I was in that sentiment.
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[personal profile] livesarejuststories 2016-03-15 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
No life is ever long enough. Even being considered immortal, I know that much.
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[personal profile] n_ll 2016-03-15 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Even immortality doesn't grant an exception?
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[personal profile] livesarejuststories 2016-03-15 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
I have loved mortals. Their lives are never long enough.
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[personal profile] n_ll 2016-03-15 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, perhaps you should start loving things with longer expiration dates!
Pardon me, I jest.

Terrible hypocrite--I admit.
Taking a trip down to the Locker at the ripe age of


[--drumroll please--]

38.