> TEST DRIVE 015

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Test Drive Meme

Considering apping to the City of Sin, but unsure of who to bring or if they'll fit? Feel free to give the setting a test drive here! These are a perfect way of getting your playing sample done for the application.

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→ Comment with the character you'd like to test drive in the setting, with name and canon in the subject line
→ Choose a scenario or create your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios Please note that all characters will initially arrive in their assigned housing; they are free to explore the City to their heart's content after that! 01. A New Arrival: Hello, New Person! You seem to have found yourself on a sidewalk in the City of Sin with nothing but the clothes on your back and a stomach churning feeling of being displaced. Thankfully, the streets are full of people - Watch out that you don't get mugged! 02. Demonic Presences: You were just minding your own business, weren't you? But that's always when bad things seem to happen, and the City of Sin isn't really that friendly. Whatever bar or street you're hanging out in suddenly go dim, filling the area with an unnerving feeling as the shadows on the walls jump out into reality. We suggest you phone a friend for help, or maybe try running? 03. Party Hard: You've been invited to a massive, elegant party in the Tower District that spills out its doors in welcome. Obviously, this whole thing is weird and you don't know who your hosts are, but maybe you can get some free drinks and food out of it! This place might not be so bad. 04. Prominence: The City of Sin influences its population on a weekly basis. Too bad you came right smack dab in the middle of a heavy Prominence. Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, or Pride: choose your sin and be wicked. 05. Trouble: Not everyone is sunshine and roses here. Some people are violent and cruel, raised in the sludge of a sinful city. And they like to pick on people they think can't fight back. Are you that person? Or are you the Hero who can't stand to watch? Worse yet, could you be the person doing the instigating? Villian. 06. Carnival: The City has carnivals or festivals now and then; you're lucky to catch one! With its open booths filled with cork gun games and funnel cakes, how can someone not have any fun! Go win your darling a stuffed animal, or meet someone new on the spinning cup ride. You might even see someone you know being talked into sitting in the Dunk Tank. 07. Network: There's a network device in your pocket - or at least a familiar object that seems to work in mysterious ways. Perhaps you can take to that and ask for a bit of help? Or maybe you'd prefer to have a little fun with all of this. Surely someone will reply. 08. Wild Card:Choose your own adventure in the game's setting!

Comments

bar

[lookingforhope]

The telepath was sitting at the bar when the bloke came in. He'd only arrived earlier that evening and there was no use telling anyone he was back yet. If he knew Erik, it would only be a matter of time before he'd check his phone and see him back so it was a good time to get reacquainted with the place he spent so much time.

Charles waits until after the other has made his over before flagging down the bartender for another single malt whiskey for himself. He looks Cassidy's way.

"Looks like you've had quite the night." he mentions idly, tipping the last of his drink into his mouth. It was a generic enough comment to open up whether the other was new, like him (again), or just a magnet for trouble.

Cass has no mental defenses, so go for it on anything in the narration

[riotousjunkie]

Figures that the blood would garner him some attention. Cassidy had been banking on the idea that, with most people, that attention would take the form of horrified staring and eventual backing away. But there's always gonna be some outliers, aren't there?

"Coupla days, actually." Couple of months, if he's being totally honest, but the last 72 hours or so are the freshest scabs in his memory. Getting shot with a rifle. Stabbed with a screwdriver. Roped up by his ankles. A roaring crowd in a dark, sweaty basement; a male voice with an accent from the American South, sneering: "—piece-of-shit vampire."

Cassidy murmurs out a quiet "Thanks" as the barman places the bottle in front of him, and he sets about removing the cap.

[lookingforhope]

Luckily for Cassidy, he is quite aware of the City and who lives there. People deal with all kinds of discrimination and Charles had tastes of it both in his world and then in the old city before they all came there. Yet, there was more than one threat and the telepath was sure someone new would eventually surface.

Giving a nod, Charles sets his glass down as the barkeep fixes to pour him another, turning slowly towards the other man's way. Before he looks up, however, his eyes focus downwards, behind Cassidy, as if something caught his attention.

And something did, though it was nothing that anyone else could see or hear.

Charles' brow pinches before it disappears when he glances up fully.

"Well- I suppose that makes the two of us then," he replies, bringing his drink up. "And won't ever change."

[riotousjunkie]

Cassidy drinks deep from the bottle — his face screwing up in something of a wince, since this really is the worst the bar has to offer — but he doesn’t slow down, and doesn’t stop until the whiskey is a full quarter gone.

“Thanks for the pep talk,” he says, not exactly meaning to be rude, but not much caring whether he is either. He sets the bottle carefully back down on the bar, then turns to look at his new conversation partner.

The man looks posh. Sounds posh. Not like the sort who would necessarily empathize with a blood-soaked Irishman. That makes Cassidy curious enough to continue.

“Don’t know about much else, but I do plan on changin’ out of this shirt, eventually, at least.” Since it’s currently covered in blood, and bits of pedophile. “So, there is that...”