thetube | Test Drive Meme: April/May 2016

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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 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 to ~~heckle~~ question 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.

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She blinks. What?! This measured response is not at all what she was expecting, and it momentarily stuns her.

“But…you said…” Confused, she’s starting to suspect that he might be mocking her, and that thought grates. “Then what did you mean by ‘things come out on nights like this’ if not us?” she demands to know, repeating his earlier warning word for word.

"There are creatures on the other side that actually are monsters." He replied evenly, "Just because most of it's citizens can be mannerly does not mean that all of them are. Some will eat everything except your liver and not think twice about it."

At this point he's pretty sure she's new, which has him far more willing to actually be helpful as opposed to simply waning philosophical. Altair's always had a soft spot for novices, nearly a century of being a Mentor a tough thing to break even after all this time.

Well, if you consider a recently arrived from Faery, physically nineteen-year-old—who hasn’t aged a day in eighteen years—to be new, then sure, she’s new.

To be fair, she did spend the majority of her time in Other Realm at Jor-El’s sanctum, which wasn’t exactly teeming with a diverse population. And educating her about the various denizens of Faery outside his coterie wasn’t exactly a priority while he altered her body and brainwashed her mind to become the perfect welcome wagon for his changeling son.

However, he did make sure she was well-versed in the supernatural politics of the Mortal Realm, and what she was taught about that took a very particular slant.

“Many here wouldn’t make that distinction. They’d argue we’re all monsters, all very bad things.” By “we” she means herself and her fellow fae. Of course, she’s not a fae but don’t bother trying to tell her that.

Cosidering Altaïr spoke with King Richard the Lionheart during the third crusade, he tends to think a lot of people around are young when on the mortal side of the veil.

"Only because they think that their versions of what is right and wrong are the ones that everyone should follow." He replied evenly, "They do not live among us, what can they know of our ways of doing things?"

Kara nods in agreement, her body language softening as she relaxes her stance, mollified by his answer. She definitely supports the idea that court fae—both Seelie and Unseelie—are not by default the monsters that many mortals claim them to be. Though she disagrees with his need to use and interpret the word “thing” so literally. But that’s quibbling over semantics and not an argument worth pursuing, not when there are more interesting topics they could discuss. For instance…

“So, what exactly brings you out tonight?” He strikes her as a man with a defined purpose, one who likely never acts without one. “I won’t believe it’s the fresh air.” There’s precious little of that to be found in this realm.

"You're right, not in this city anyway. Too much industrial stink to it." he nods, letting out a low laugh. "I like old cities, and London is very old even if most of it's buildings aren't anymore."

There's no shame in his admittance of it, he started life among the mortals and it had left a large imprint on him.

"Besides, they do say that cities are concrete jungles so why not walk on the wild side of humanity for a bit?"

Kara’s expression is impassive but inside she’s feeling mighty skeptical and a little peeved.

A walk on the wild side. Really? That’s it? That’s what brought him out here, where he’s interrupted—and critiqued!—her vigil?

She seriously contemplates offering Altaïr some criticism of her own, but a ball of scuttling fur distracts her from that thought.

Across the street and up a ways, another denizen of Faery has popped over to take a walk among the mortals. This particular one is a squat, hairy beast with a large mouth of sharp teeth and four sets of clawed feet on which it scuttles about. It’s an ugly thing and only the size of a Pomeranian, but it packs one hell of a punch.

And this nasty beast has spotted some prey: a distracted mortal woman, who stands immobile as she scrolls through a particularly engrossing set of text messages. With a guttural cry of joy, the creature launches itself forward, hitting the unaware woman square in the chest and sending her flying backward with a cry.

On the other side of the street, Kara watches dispassionately as the scene unfolds. When the woman goes down, she remains steadfast with no intention of moving to help. Why should she? Mortals in distress are not her responsibility.

Test Drive Meme: April/May 2016

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whoops, suddenly I think he's unseelie. D:

Unseelie and an old, apparently.

Yeah, pretty old XD

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