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thetube2016-04-28 09:31 pm
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Test Drive Meme: April/May 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 and canon 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) GOING UNDERGROUND. For some people, London is an escape. A place to be anonymous. A place to be themselves. Or a place to hide. Steeped in ancient magic, it attracts supernatural types from all over the world. Of course, that doesn't mean its inhabitants are always friendly to newcomers.
2) CHOOSE YOUR LEADERS. The Night Council election campaign is in full swing and on 5th May the supernatural community votes for its leaders. Visit any supernatural haunt and you'll find people arguing about who to vote for – not to mention the volunteers handing out badges and flyers in an effort to win your support. Try to keep it civil, folks.
3) THE PUBLIC WANTS WHAT THE PUBLIC GETS. (29th April) The Night Council candidates gather in a town hall in Westminster to explain why the supernatural community should vote for them. Traditionally a noisy and raucous event, it's your last opportunity tohecklequestion the candidates before the election. There are four separate Q&As: first up are the candidates for Shapeshifter/Meta Human representative; then candidates for Witch Representative; then Vice President; then finally the candidates for President will take to the stage. They each make a short speech and then take questions from the audience. Or if you want, you could just turn up for a free meal: in the room next door there's a sandwich buffet plus tea, coffee and fruit juice, so it's a good opportunity to mingle.
4) FIRE FESTIVAL. (1st May) The fire festival of Beltane is a time of celebration for witches, marking the beginning of summer. Come along to the bonfire for music, food and drink, flower crowns and fertility rituals.
5) SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES. (1st May) Beltane is also a time when the barrier between the human world and the Other Realm is at its thinnest, making it easy to pass from one realm to the other by chance. You might even have an encounter with the mysterious and mischievous fae.
6) WHAT'S DONE CANNOT BE UNDONE. You've gone too far, done something you know you'll regret. Maybe you ran away, broke a promise, even committed a crime. Maybe you've been supernaturally transformed. Either way, there's no going back.
7) WHAT ANGEL WAKES ME FROM MY FLOWERY BED? Oh, sweet mortal. There's an enchantment on you that makes you suddenly, devastatingly attractive. Especially to more magical types.
8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.
Reines Archisorte | Fate/ | Witch
Sitting and taking notes during the final town hall isn't too unusual, Reines likes to think. At least, she believes it shows no small amount of due diligence in wishing to meaningfully participate in republican matters, and showing an active interest in the politics of London.
Reines also believes she has a huge hand cramp from writing so quickly and on such a small notebook. The writing continues throughout the entire event, making no distinction between the speeches and Q&A. Mixed with quotations are personal notes, some a bit rude and the others a critique of how a particular matter is handled. Norrell is given no small amount of ink with his aggressive stance (Counterproductive) while Nora's have more notes of agreement than anything else.
But that's all nothing compared to the presidential speeches, which end up requiring Reines to take out a second pocket notebook before the whole thing is through. Come the end of the evening, Reines' hand is well and truly cramped, and she leans back in her seat towards the exit, letting her perfect facade fall for a moment to reveal how tiring she finds just listening to all of this.
4. Fire Festival
Reines knows one truth, if there is any: Beltane is the best time to check in with allies. As a result, Beltane is the absolute busiest time of year for a young witch with no small amount of ambition, and that means she isn't at one or two Beletane celebrations. She is at all of them she can possibly get to, spending her time politely nibbling on whatever food's available, taking small sips of wine and nursing drinks so she can remain stone cold sober, and talking politely to anyone she pleases.
There's a goal in all of this - assess the pulse of things. It's an election season, which means that plenty of things can change in a few short weeks. She's happiest listening to others voice their opinions, while carefully ensuring that she says precious little about her own. Where things go in the next few weeks and months to come will impact what she does. There's family expectations to start genuinely entering politics now, and Reines expects confrontations if she doesn't take advantage of the current climate.
So she circulates. She talks. And most importantly, she listens.
5. Something Wicked This Way Comes
The festival is done for Reines, as far as she's concerned. She appeared, she spoke to people worth speaking to while keeping an eye on others, and now, now it's time to go home and take advantage of how thin the line between worlds just so happens to be. After all, a practitioner of summoning magicks would be a goddamn fool not to take advantage of tonight and perhaps get in contact with a few fae.
But then, Reines knows, she has just as much a chance of walking into one on the street as she makes her way back home. So rather than take the tube back to Kensington, she walks, her heels clicking along quiet residential streets. She hums to herself, something light and airy with no particular lyrics, her pale blue eyes ever alert.
5
The voice comes from somewhere near the girl's feet and there's a hissing, otherworldly quality about it. A small white cat emerges from beneath a parked car, sharp gaze fixed on the girl. His collar proclaims that he's not one of the free fae crossing over from the Other Realm. He's the bound sort, already in service to a witch and to the whole of Circle Midnight.
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"Most likely not," she says lightly, her voice butter smooth. "But it's the route I've gone with nonetheless."
There had, over the years between the passing of Kayneth Archibald and Reines taking up the mantle of being the family's head, been rumours that the man had started to research in the darker arts. A fae lead to the death of him and his fiance according to some of the rumours. Others named a student responsible, and sometimes it was hypothesized that it was just a gunshot wound.
Reines knew it was the first one thanks to the extensive notes left behind. She also knew it was on her to ensure that those rumours be quashed entirely and expunged from memory, which meant toeing the party line of Circle Daybreak was essential. Even if Kayneth's research had been fascinating to read up on, and the few summonings Reines had tried in the family's ancestral home outside of the city had been nothing short of a thrill.
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"May I ask why?"
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There's no sign of fae magic about, if only because it's been a long time for an opportunity to dabble with the stuff has presented itself.
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As a fae bound in service to Circle Midnight, Mogget always knows a Circle Midnight witch when he sees one. This witch is not Circle Midnight; ergo she must be Circle Daybreak. So he's guessing, but it's an educated guess.
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That last part being true wouldn't surprise Reines at all. Honestly, it's what she's expecting.
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His gaze is unblinking. "Prelude to what exactly?"
If she wants something from him, she'll have to ask.
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Not that that's the ideal outcome, really. Reines would rather not have to actually us any magic this evening, and risk any movements that would make her appearance anything less than perfection itself.
"For my part, I'm happy to part ways and remark upon this encounter to no one."
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"What is your name?" he asks eventually.
If they are to part ways, he'd like to know who she is so that they could meet again.
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Reines has read enough of her late uncle's writing to know damn well that you don't give names to fae if you value your life. Her smile is thin, asking how dumb do you think I am?
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Mogget's eyes gleam. "Oh, you don't have to worry about that with me. I am but a servant, already in service to another of your kind. I merely wish to pass on your interest to my mistress."
Totally innocent. No hidden motives here.
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It's a sharp right from the question at hand, but it's follow up is something Reines is genuinely curious to know. "Do you enjoy being bonded to her?"
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That would be a no then. Nor is it something he wants to talk about. The cat's expression turns flat, not inviting any further questions.
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No one enjoyed being stuck in servitude to another, that was a universal truth regardless of living in this realm or the other.
"So then why even bother me if you didn't have an ulterior motive?"
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She seemed interested in him because he's a fae. And with that being the case, she may be of interest to Circle Midnight.
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Really, physical description is probably more than enough information to go by if details were to be shared. Ideally they won't be, but Reines has low expectations on that particular front.
"Of course I presume that it's different in your court, and rather hope you're not stuck here for much longer."
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Clearly she isn't going to share her name, so physical description will have to do. He's heard sympathy from witches before, all misplaced. Mogget has been on this earth for far too long to believe any of it.
The cat turns tail, padding away. She will have to face any dangers from the Other Realm by herself.
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Honestly, it was genuinely meant, Reines thinks to herself as she continues onward to her flat. But then again fae are fickle things, and so offense at a statement like that should be expected. No matter though, whatever this fae decides to do is guaranteed to make life interesting.