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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 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) SOMETHING NEW. Welcome to London! Spring is approaching but it's still bloody freezing, the wind is howling (are you sure it's the wind?) and your umbrella isn't much use when the rain is driving into you from the side. Maybe the appeal of a new experience is what brought you here. Does the reality match your expectations?

2) RUN THIS SHOW. You are the host of an event designed to showcase the particular skills and power of your people or faction. It can be small scale or ridiculously lavish, but this is your chance to enter the spotlight and show the supernatural community what you're made of.

3) CATCH ME IF YOU CAN. The police are after you. Maybe you did it, maybe you didn't, but they're on to you and now it's your job to make sure the case goes cold. Don't want to leave a supernatural paper trail.

4) WALK ON THE WILD SIDE. London's many parks are a haven for those who like some greenery in their concrete jungles. Popular and peaceful during the day, at night things are different. When the moon is full or the wind blows from a certain direction, the balance of magic can shift and open up ways into the far wilder woods of the Other Realm. Alternatively... you got really really drunk and passed out in a field.

5) BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK. Let's face it: you have a thousand reasons to be paranoid. Maybe the powers that be have it out for you. A werewolf or vampire wants to eat you. You pissed off a shapeshifter just last week. There's a hunter trying to kill you, a witch trying to control you, a fae that wants to kidnap you, a ghost haunting you. Hell, maybe they really are all out to get you. Are you in real trouble this time... or are you scared of your own shadow?

6) FOLLOW THE LEADER. Take your pick: your boss has ordered you to a) threaten an enemy; b) approach a potential ally who might side with you against a common foe; c) dispose of a dead body; d) deal with a spillage at table four. Good luck.

7) GO GO GO. There's nothing like a morning run. Maybe you're training for the London Marathon in April, maybe it's a good way of working out your hunting instincts, maybe you just like to keep in shape. Wait, did that guy deliberately overtake you? Don't get competitive now.

8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.

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"Not me." Eponine replied with a smile. "I don't care. Not if someone should follow me. What should they do to me? I might be a woman, but I am not so soft as you."

She came closer. "Where do you work? I always thought to work, but 'Parnasse had his ideas. Didn't need to."

That didn't even look true. She might not be doomed to the rags she wore when she was truly alive, but it was obvious that Eponine's grunge wasn't a fashion choice alone.

"What will you give me if I walk you home? No one shall dare to attack if you're near me. I swear."

She conveniently didn't mention that vampires weren't allowed to hunt in London any more.

Edited 2017-02-25 22:02 (UTC)

"I'm not as soft as all that," there was a hint of amusement in her tone, matched by the soft grin and look in her eyes. To think of a witch being called 'soft' if she was followed by someone... No, Beatrice was not soft. She was, as the saying used to go, a witch right down to her boots.

"I don't need a vampire protector, but if you're offering your services, do make sure to post a notice with the coven."

"Oh. Well." Eponine shrugged. "It don't matter. Not if you think you'll be okay."
She took a step closer, trying at once to look menacing.
"But perhaps you will find my comrades around the corner. Perhaps I am the decoy or the look out to make you feel safe. You could take on such a woman as me, knock me down and that. But the men I am with? My man? No. You shan't outrun him. I should pay my price if I were you, so you don't have to meet him. It ain't much. A couple of coins and your life is safe till tomorrow."

Beatrice stood her ground. "You're not with anyone. You're too sickly pale to be a proper decoy. Myself, on the other hand. Now, who says that I was going to be alone for all of my walk? He may finish with a jade's trick, but I have someone to meet with."

All talk, of course, and she hated herself for referencing him even indirectly, but still. Bluff for all you are worth, she told herself. Don't ever consider backing down.

With Beatrice's comment, Eponine's confidence wavered. She glanced quickly at her pale hands, before looking back at Beatrice.
"What does paleness matter? It is what happens when you ain't got no blood, Madame. I tell you, there is danger about tonight. And it is worse for a man. A lady, she dies quick, but a man?"

Eponine shrugged again, trying to look unconcerned.

"It is up to you, of course, Madame."

But Eponine would be after her, out of boredom, out of the spite of rejection, before the night was through.

In her mind, Beatrice was wavering. If there was more than one vampire - she didn't sense anymore but she never had been all that great when it came to vampires - she wasn't sure if she would be able to fight them all off. Still, the paleness of this one... It spoke of a loner, at least by her own experience and judgement.

"I'm still going with no."

"Fine. Suit yourself, Madame. Don't blame me when you're dead." Eponine's voice was hard and cold.

She turned, and seemed to melt back into the shadows until she was invisible once more.

But Eponine wasn't gone. She'd left, of course, but she'd slipped into an alleyway. She took her boots off and tied the laces together, before hanging them round her neck. And then she set off, stalking Beatrice from the shadows.

Beatrice continued to walk the path she'd chosen, hand tightened around the vial in her pocket. If anyone tried anything... it had taken a while, but it was strong enough for more than one. She would be fine.

Of course, Eponine didn't know that Beatrice was armed, though she could guess that she had some sort of protection with her. So she followed, barefoot and silent, peering out of side streets where she could, and ducking into doorways when Beatrice's path took her elsewhere.

In all likeliness, Beatrice thought, she was still being followed. The vampire had been too pale, too long from their last meal. With this in mind, she was being careful, changing her path to make it long and meandering. Not the best option, she was well aware, but until she could be sure that the pest had left her be, she would continue to do it.

After all, she wasn't a fool, and she wouldn't lead a vampire - a hungry vampire - back to her home.

Test Drive Meme: February/March 2017

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