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thetube2017-08-26 02:27 pm
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Test Drive Meme: August-September 2017
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 potential players: Looking for an OOC space to brainstorm your AU? Head over to our permanent character workshop post to ask for feedback and share ideas.
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) WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE. Welcome to London! It's time to introduce yourself to your faction, to your fellow supernatural citizens, would-be friends, potential enemies... Will people quake with fear or awe when you enter the room? Or are you some nobody trying to make a name for yourself? Either way, gotta start networking.
2) THE RACE IS ON. The competition within your faction is even worse than the competition outside. That guy over there has turned sucking up to your boss into an art form. What about the woman who works out at 5am every morning and can probably punch through a wall? If you want to climb the ladder, you'd better start working harder.
3) THE WRONG DIRECTION. It's a big city and it's easy to get lost. Normally that's not such a big deal, but this time you've taken a wrong turn and ended up in hostile territory. If you're spotted by the wrong person, you could be in for a seriously bad time. Is there anyone around who can help?
4) NEVER LOSE CONTROL. You had one drink... or two... Maybe it's almost the full moon, or maybe there's some magic in the air messing with your hormones, but you're this close to going all out with your fangs or your claws or your magic. You need to get out of here, fast.
5) SWING IT, SHAKE IT. You've got a disco ball, a killer outfit and music so loud you can feel it pumping through the dance floor. Show the humans how it's done.
6) KARAOKE. It's karaoke night in one of London's favourite supernatural bars and that tone-deaf werewolf is hogging the mike again.
7) RUN AROUND. It seemed simple, right? One errand to run, just one. And yet the world seems to be conspiring against you. Your alarm didn't go off, you missed the bus or train, you got caught in traffic, someone spilled their drink on your brand new leather jacket, you tripped over and literally fell headfirst into a dumpster... Oh, God. Could this day get any worse?
8) CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. Anything goes.
Re: 4
Luckily there's a shrubbery.
He almost strikes her, before her words hit home. Not a monster, just a normal woman on her way home from a club or something.
"'S alright. Can you get up?"
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It takes a bit of coordination, but Imogen manages to get herself semi-upright. Something seems to register once she does and she peers owlishly at the person she'd collided with.
"You're American!"
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"Um. Yes. Chicago." His voice is flat, midwestern.
"You'd be from London then? The land where cookies are called biscuits and biscuits are called scones?"
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Imogen isn't anywhere near sober enough for any of that to make sense, except for the first bit. "Not originally. I'm from Essex. Living with my mum's sister now." The world is still spinning and she sits right back down on the pavement.
"What's Chicago like? Is it near Los Angeles? I've always wanted to go to Los Angeles and see Disneyland and Hollywood and..." She trails off. Suddenly she can't remember what else she wanted to see in LA.
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"It's in Illinois. The middle part of the States" he explains. "But there are skyscrapers and music festivals and museums..." he forgets what exactly tourists might find interesting about his city.
"Are you okay to stand? You need coffee?"
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"Let's get coffee."
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"Do you know any shops?" Lights, lights and being off the street sound good right now.
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"There's a Maccy D's in the next street," she offers, helpfully. Actually, McDonald's sounds fantastic right now. She could really go for a burger or some chicken nuggets.
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"If you think you can stand up, you can lean on me." A man passes them by on the street and Butters looks up, but luckily he doesn't seem interested.
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"Yeah I'll have large coffee and a McNugget meal and..." She looks over to the American. "What're you going to get? I'll pay." What's the point of having a millionaire employer who pays you twice the going rate in cash if you don't throw it around a bit?
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"Oh, McDonalds" he says softly as they're staggering towards the lights. He can't help but compare the two of them to wounded gazelle. But at least they're inside now and away from the wolves.
"Small coffee and...uh...pancakes?" Hopefully they serve them late. To Imogen, he says. "That's nice, but really, I have change."
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But he's offering to pay. That simply will not do. Imogen gives the cashier a Look and pushes a twenty pound note at him.
"I fell on you. Let me buy you something, yeah? Then we'll be even. It's only fair." And Imogen is obsessed with fairness.
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"Alright." He debates asking her if she knows she's given twenty whole pounds to the cashier. He's not fully up on the conversion rate but that seems like a lot. But he lets it go.
"Wild night, huh?"
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"Mmm, not really. My mate Nadine had her birthday yesterday and mine's next week so we had a...joint celebration. Jointly. And Charlie's always good for a bit of Molly and then there was dancing..."
So yes, it had actually been a bit wild.
"I'm Imogen, by the way."
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"Yeah, I just got into London a few days ago and already I had someone stopping me on the street asking if I knew how dangerous the neighborhood was after dark." He gives a short laugh. "I wonder if she was trying to scare tourists."
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She frowns. "I don't know about this neighborhood but there's weird shit all over London." She herself had been mugged just three weeks ago.
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"What kind of weird shit?" He doesn't expect her to give any leads but no harm in trying. "Werewolves of London or something?" He's joking, clearly.
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"I don't know. Just...more crime." When he brings up werewolves she looks up at him blankly. "Like that old movie?" This is not the best fae to ask about supernatural stuff, given that she has no idea that she's anything but human.
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"Oh that's all? We have more back at home too." He waves a hand. "Are you saying a major motion picture lied about London being full of werewolves?" Psht. It's all a joke. Right.