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MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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) STAY ANOTHER DAY. Maybe it's just for the holidays, but if you've come to London to reconnect with friends and family, now is the time to make the most of it. And it turns out, someone is pretty keen for you to stick around. Your loved ones? Or perhaps you've been noticed by one of London's supernatural factions. Don't go just yet, friend. The city may need you.

2) CHRISTMAS DAY / BOXING DAY. (25th-26th December) Whatever you think of Christmas, it's everywhere in London. Christmas songs on the radio, Christmas lights in the streets, carol singers, and presents under the tree. Of course, in the supernatural world, the presents may just have a magical twist. What's that strange little gift from an unknown sender...?

3) NEW YEAR'S EVE FIREWORKS. (31st December) The New Year's Eve fireworks display is always spectacular. Count down to midnight with Big Ben, then watch the spectacle along with the crowds. Or you could stay at home and watch it on TV.

4) STRANDED. Your flight got cancelled. A storm delayed your train home. The hotel made a mistake with your booking and now you have nowhere to stay. Whatever the reason, you're stuck in London with nowhere to go and it is cold. Depending on where you've ended up, it might be dangerous as well. Are your kind welcome here?

5) DRINK YOUR SORROWS AWAY. Look, it's winter, it's dark, not everyone is having a good time. Might as well buy a drink... and another... and another...

6) NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION. Goodbye 2016, hello 2017. New year, new you. You've decided to make a change, maybe for yourself, maybe for the entire supernatural community. How are you getting on?

7) CALL A TRUCE. The holidays are a time of peace. Maybe just this once you can have a drink with an enemy and put aside any bad blood.

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.

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He appreciates the effort, even if he can't hide the momentary wrinkle of his nose.

Well, it's fine. Just about anything is fixable. This seems to be a multi-step process, so when she suggests writing it down, he even surprises himself with a grateful laugh. "Yeah, definitely." Ghoul sets about patting down his pockets as well. Usually he'd have a bunch of receipts or a napkin or something stashed away, but he's coming up empty now.

He's nothing if not resourceful, though. "Uh, here, this is probably gonna be easiest-" He tugs his sleeves up a couple inches, leaving his hands fully exposed. After dragging his palms in a quick swipe across the fabric of his jeans, he moves closer to her, arms outstretched and palms facing up, ready for her to write on. They're the only portions of his hands and arms that are significantly blank enough to write any sort of information on. All the rest is covered up by way too many tattoos, because Ghoul clearly makes responsible choices in life.

"Already had most of my shots'n everything, swear it."

Nancy makes a bit of a face, and shakes her head.

"No- hold up." She's got a piece of paper, the back of a receipt for something she'd actually bothered to purchase. Nancy doesn't pull out a pen, however. She takes her finger and starts to write out the direction, ink appearing as her finger moves on to the next letter.

It doesn't take long, but she's handing the receipt back to him.

"This should give you a better idea."

Ghoul's easily entertained by watching the letters appear out of thin air, quiet the entire time, even if the moment doesn't last all that long. It's as effective as sticking a tablet playing a movie in to a toddler's hands. Instant shut-up button.

He takes the paper from her gingerly once its offered up, swiping the pad of his thumb over the writing a time or two before actually bothering to read what's there. He's got a little time to absorb it before the train comes to a full stop, and she's right. It's not as bad as he thought. "I can handle this," he assures with a grin. "Thanks, I owe you one. Unless this is, like, disappearing ink. Then you're awful."

"It's not," she promises him with a bit of a grin. "I'm sure it's confusing, being new to London and all." She assumed, given his blatantly American accent and general cluelessness about a few things. It wasn't a bad thing, though.

"Real ink. Promise."

"It's not so bad," he insists with a one-shouldered shrug. "Just, y'know. Different." Most big cities are probably pretty similar at their core, he assumes. It's only a matter of learning new street names and a few other subtleties, that's all.

No one tell him that the cardinal directions haven't suddenly and mysteriously changed.

He lifts the paper a little higher, giving it a brief, gentle wave while making sure it's still safely clamped between his fingers, because he refuses to drop it at this point. "I'm gonna go straighten this out," Ghoul says confidently, making his way for the doors after the train pulls in to its station. As he darts out of the car, he calls back, "Thanks again. And, uh, also sorry again. I'll try to aim away from you next time."

So reassuring.

Test Drive Meme: December 2016/January 2017

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