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thetube2016-10-29 05:36 pm
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Test Drive Meme: October/November 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) DEEPER UNDERGROUND. It's easy to get mired in the supernatural in London. There are places where you won't see a single normal human being. Once you've joined a coven or a pack or a nest or any of the other supernatural groups in the city, it's hard to back out.
2) IN THE SHADOWS. What is that in the corner of your eye? In that dark corner over there, was that a flicker of movement? There's definitely something. You should investigate.
3) DON'T PANIC. It's fine! So maybe you accidentally used magic in public or a creature of the night is following you down a dark alley or you can't get those blood stains out of your clothes or you're trying to work up the courage to ask someone out on a date. It'll be fine. You'll be fine.
4) SAMHAIN. (31st October) Known to the public as Halloween and to witches as Samhain, tonight is the night when all manner of supernatural creatures come out to play and the humans will be none the wiser. Of course, if you're a witch, tonight is much more serious business. The veil between the worlds is thin, and magic can easily reach through the cracks.
5) DRINKS ON YOU. (31st October) This Halloween there are a number of vampire raves taking place around London as the Islington Nest gets drunk and high on fae blood. Visitors beware: venture into the wrong place and you may well find yourself on the menu.
6) HOUSE OF HORRORS. Okay, whose stupid idea was it to venture into a haunted house tonight? Even humans are more sensitive to ghostly activity around Halloween, so let's hope the ghosts here are friendly...
7) BONFIRE NIGHT. (5th November) Remember, remember, the 5th of November. Gunpowder, treason and plot. Bonfire Night is a long-standing tradition in the UK, commemorating that time back in 1605 when Guy Fawkes and his co-conspirators tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament. (They failed.) Tonight, light a bonfire, set off some fireworks and watch your guy burn. Lovely, isn't it?
8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.
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"And why shouldn't you? Who are you to deserve more than that?"
While Morgause may not be one for dramatics, Mab has a fondness for theatrics. Without warning, the wind picks up all around, scattering a few errant leaves and flinging tiny, stinging bits of debris in every direction. The onslaught is powerful yet brief, stopping as suddenly as it started. When it does, Mab appears at a distance where she can be seen but not with any great clarity.
This witch has momentarily caught her eye but not yet proven to be worth more than a passing glance. There is so much for her to see and do now that she's returned to the mortal realm after such a long absence that she's loathe to waste time, even a theoretical eternity of it. Not to mention, she's never been one to be called forth easily, not even by her most devoted worshipers, let alone a presumptuous witch.
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Morgause shifts her weight between her feet to brace against the wind -- frowning through it. It's certainly a sign she's got someone's attention, but Morgause refuses to be cowed by a little wind. If that was too much for her, after all, then it would be true -- she wouldn't deserve to do much other than sit back and wait forever for Sylvia to fall down dead on her own.
"My name is Morgause, and I have no reason to hide in the shadows. What reason have you?"
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Disappear for close to 1,500 years and suddenly people act as though they've forgotten how to pay you the proper respect! Well, forgetting her had been the idea, hadn't it?
"Watch your tongue, child. You speak to the Lady of Air."
She ought to be queen, but the chance to obtain that position had been denied her nearly a millennia and a half ago when she lost everything, including her physical form. Clawing her way back even this high has been a lengthy trial. Even so, no matter how difficult the journey onwards, she fully intends to continue her ascent.
"I have plenty enough reason to keep my distance from your kind, from those who have foolishly turned their backs on mine."
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"I do not stand with those who seek to drive the fae from the mortal realm, lady. I seek to undo what has been done to your kind."
To undo Sylvia Redbright entirely, if she could, but that's not something you say out loud in the first few seconds of a meeting.
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There is a rushing of air as Mab closes the distance between them with blinding speed, stopping just off to the side of Morgause. At this range it's clear to see she is one of the fae who can pass as a beautiful human, in her case an early middle age woman. Though neither her florid manner of dress nor the heavy black kohl that rings her eyes reflect conventional mortal style.
"You seek to undo what has been done? And how do you intend accomplish that? How will you stand against Daybreak? Midnight tried, and we both know how that ended."
Had Abigail and her sisters not chosen to side with the vampires instead of the fae, Mab may have felt pity for them. But they did, and so she has shed not one tear over their fate.
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"Undo them from within," is her answer, calm and steady.
Less direct, but therefore she won't have to stand against Sylvia's army. Just gently re-arrange the structure of it until she's at the head of it.
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And then Mab laughs. It's a gleeful sound, not mocking in the least. Undone from within? How delicious!
"Oh, you have my full attention now."
Never one for respecting anyone's personal space, she leans closer.
"So, tell me: what part shall the fae play in this? You haven't come here simply for approval. And I won't believe you're set on doing this for reasons that are all noble and true--especially not where the fae are concerned."
This witch may not see them as the enemy but neither are they her kin.
"What are you after?" Mab gives her a calculating look. "What sort of bargain are you looking to strike?"