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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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Such a virtuous character you possess. [ the unamused huff gives away her real and obvious thoughts on this. honestly. she seems more annoyed by the fact he really isn't trying to hide or deceive her but she's patient.

now she drums her fingers on her arms, head tilted as a sign that she was still paying attention to him. ] Will the razor factory attempt to track you down? I would hate for it to shred my clothes the way it did yours. I'm quite proud of my creations here. To lose them would be most… disappointing.

( He just laughs. Yeaahhh, virtuous... totally...

And then he's shaking his head. ) Nah, the razor factory doesn't even know I was there. ( Now there's a bit of truth. Maybe another party had been involved in his stupid accident, but it's legit; they had no idea he was there, so there's no reason for anyone to track him down or raid her store. Her nice store that he is trying very, very hard not to bleed on in any way. Not moving and not touching anything was definitely the right decision. )

So, uh, your clothes are safe... Did you make all this stuff? ( He's looking around and sounding a little unsure all of a sudden. This is a dress shop. Dress shops mean sewing. What if she tries to sew him up or something? That's fucking gross. )

How fortunate for you.

[ at the question, lillian takes a moment to compose herself. there'll always be that impulse to be honest right off the bat, say the first thing that comes to her tongue.

she bites down on said tongue to give herself a few seconds to think, always careful with her words. it's how she's survived and managed trouble for so long. she won't let a moment's weakness, a sudden surprise get the better of her now. ] The clothes that you see here are indeed creations of mine. I'm proud of the work that I've done here and will continue to do, if allowed, thanks to my expertise and knowledge.

Is that not why you're here? For help in a pinch? [ she's not the best at material that isn't thin and… malleable in her hands but she has a steady hand, a good eye. isn't that what he wants? ]

If allowed? ( Ghoul glances back over at her, the confusion obvious on his face before he realizes oh. Right. That mess. That mess he absolutely doesn't need to talk about, because he may say something he regrets.

A compliment is a good cover, right? ) Well, they're nice. I think. I mean, I ain't a professional... ( Obviously, if his kind of grubby fashion sense is anything to go by. ) But, uh, yeah.

And, yeah? Kind of? I was hopin' you'd have, like... I dunno, a bandage or an old rag or somethin'. Nothin' fancy. ( A bandage won't do shit, but it's okay. He's got that supernatural wolf-healing deal. It'll be fine. Probably. )

I would be a poor proprietor if I didn't have supplies for emergencies like these.

[ sigh. looks like she will help after all as she moves around her counter and pulls out a stool from somewhere. the compliment did help but the idea of turning someone away in need is enough to tip the scales in his favour. the idea of not being honourable to someone's time of need would bug her too much.

so here they are, with her gesturing for him to sit down as she moved to another part of her shop. ] I doubt that a mere bandage or strip of cloth would solve the solution. Otherwise- You would have done that for yourself long before coming here, surely.

So sit. I'll see to the wounds the best I can. Just do me favour and please don't bleed too much. It's a pain to wash out from my experience.

Well... ( Ghoul slowly makes his way over to the offered seat, looking at it like it might jump up and bite him at any moment. What he does once he reaches it is almost comical- a short guy trying to wiggle on to a stool without using his hands is a hell of a sight. Takes him a little bit, but he eventually gets settled and he manages not to get bloody hand prints on anything! Impressive, right?

He clears his throat and picks back up where he left off. ) I kinda tried wrappin' it up myself, but I ain't really got anything to do it with. Shirt, I guess, but I ain't takin' that off and walkin' around, y'know? ( He glances down to his lap, where his hand remains wrapped up in the bottom portion of his shirt that he is still definitely wearing, and frowns thoughtfully. There's a decent amount of blood. Not enough to be life threatening, but it's enough to look pretty gruesome up close and more is seeping out steadily enough to make him wonder how in the hell he's supposed to not bleed too much.

Is he supposed to just, like, suck it back in? Is that some werewolfy thing he can do? He's never tried anything like that before... So he holds his breath, pressing down on his wounds with his uninjured hand as he tries to will his body in to keeping the blood inside of it.

He definitely does not have any anti-bleeding superpowers, but damnit it, he's really putting in an effort here. )

Goodness. That's quite a cut.

[ the mistress of the understatements.

she clucks her tongue in concern, assessing the wounds the best of her abilities as begins to charm the gauze with her magic. bouvardia double will be useless in this case, it was only ever meant to heal cuts and scrapes, but maybe a boost of energy from delphinium will be useful.

after imbuing the wrap her magic, she sets it aside to begin dab a sterile cloth with disinfectant. ]

You should be able to recover from this but it won't be easy. This will hurt. [ she moves forward to be right in front of him and gestures for him to move his hand away. it'll be easier for the both of them if they got over this part quickly as possible. ]

Do stuff like you mean it or don't do it at all, right? ( Hah. Haha. Yeah, no, that should never apply to injuries. Bless his sense of humor, though.

He watches her do... something to the wraps, his head canting to the side. Looks like some witchy nonsense to him, but before he can ask, she's preparing a different cloth and warning him that it'll hurt. He shrugs. ) Already hurts. It can't be too much worse. ( That being said, he pulls his good hand away, peeling his shirt completely away from his skin. He's all fine and dandy until about three seconds after the disinfectant soaks in to his wounds, and then holy shit his hand is on fire. Serious fire. Hellfire.

Ghoul nearly leaps right off the stool, yanking his arm back with a yelp.

Nope. NOPE. ) Oh my fuckin' god! ( Will blowing on it help? Maybe blowing on it will help. He's going to try it out of pure desperation. )

Stay still. [ no, before someone assumes it- she doesn't shout.

lillian wants to believe she's above such things but honestly this is going to hurt him more than anything else. last thing she wants is someone injured in her store.

giving him a look of annoyance, she keeps her firm grip on the cloth as she begins to dab it across the wound to make sure it got most, if not all, the possibly infected injury. because she refuses to believe that this was cleaned up and properly disinfected before his arrival here. ] Just wait for a few minutes. It'll be over with soon and then I can wipe away the blood and bandage this up.

Hang on, please.

Ugh! ( Well. At least it's not an argument?

Aside from a pretty intense grimace and a few twitches, he does settle back down. It's hard no to; she'd asked so nicely... And yes, it absolutely does need to be disinfected. The injury had actually come from broken glass near a dumpster, so there's no telling what sort of filth has already gotten in there. Even so, Ghoul's not really the disinfecting type. He's pretty sure that he can't die from infection...

So it's a good thing she's around, frankly. Still hurts like a motherfucker, though. Maybe he can keep his mind off it by talking. ) Um- what was it you did to that other stuff? ( He nods in the direction of the wraps. Hopefully those don't burn too. )

[ he's taking this incredibly well. from her past experience there was usually a lot of yelling and cursing to her displeasure.

for that alone, lillian tries her best to make sure the cleaning of the wound and the blood isn't that uncomfortable. she was young compared to some of the others who reside here in london, but a hundred and plus years under her belt meant she picked up skills along the way. like tending to these sort of wounds, for instance.

at his question, she looks over at the bandages and wonders if she should tease him or stick with being honest. it looks like he's been through the wringer already so no need to needle the poor thing. ]

I just put a charm on it. When the cloth is applied to your skin, the magic will give you a boost of energy for the rest of the day so long as you wear it. [ with any luck, it'll help him heal faster and help rid him of the wound. ] My usual healing charm is meant for only cuts and scrapes so that was out of the question for this.

( Yelling and cursing is already his primary method of communication. Figures he'd tone it down when he's in pain.

He doesn't clam up entirely, of course. She's not that lucky. ) You did? ( Magic is always an excellent way to distract Ghoul. His shoulders are tense and his voice is a touch strained, but he's at least letting her work and only twitching a little every now and then. ) Does it hurt you? Y'know, like... Do you have to give up some of your health or energy or whatever to put it in a charm?

[ does it hurt her…? when he explains what he means by that, she gets what he means and how he would come to that sort of solution.

she smiles and laughs, the sound light and breezy but not mocking as she continues her best to administer the treatment. ] It doesn't hurt me, I assure you. Drains me of my energy but it is something I am willing to do.

I want to help you after all. It would be wrong for me to say that I will help you and not give it my all. [ it wouldn't sit right with her if she'd done such a thing. if she gives her word to help you then she'll do her best to help you.

it's that simple, she thinks. ]

( He seems to relax a little once he's sure he's not leeching her life force or some weird shit like that. He tends to automatically assume there's always some kind of negative catch with magic- most of it seems too convenient. Too clean. And if it sounds too good to be true, then it probably is.

It might not harm her to help this time, but... ) That's still kinda goin' an extra mile. You don't owe me nothin'. Much less, like, magic bandages. So, y'know. I definitely appreciate that. ( He's trying not to crack a smile, and is failing miserably. She's nice. Even if she does use the worst disinfectant on the planet. Still, he's decided he likes her. )

[ when he points that out, lillian does remember that she needs to ask for something in return. she is a fae after all and it wouldn't be… proper in her nature to let this go for free.

but this is the longest conversation she's ever had with someone who wasn't a fae. it was a pleasant chat too with how he's doing his best. she would hate to lose this because she demanded something. (she can almost hear her parents' comments of her too soft heart but she's here in london for a reason.) ] -Just assure me you'll do your best to not stain my floors with your blood. We can call it even after that.

It's not that much to do these sort of blessings anyways. It only gets overwhelming when I need to do it so many times. [ she looks up at him and winks. ] Why do you think my shop is still around? I always make sure to give my outfits a little 'oomph' to them.

( Ghoul just shakes his head, looking amused the entire time. ) You're kinda strange. ( He has no room to judge. She's a strange fae, but he's a strange wolf most of the time. They're on even ground. ) I'll try real hard, though.

( And if he does happen to bleed anywhere that was not agreed upon, he could probably fix it. He's pretty good at getting blood out of fabrics and flooring by now. It's one of his many secret talents. ) I just, uh... I just always thought this was a regular store. ( He also never looked too hard, because he doesn't pay attention to fashion or fashionable places. ) How long you been doin' it for?

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