> 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

[nothinglikefather]

If they attack you, you know they're bad has Jacob almost doubled up with rich, alcohol-fuelled laughter, although he'd find it funny sober too. It takes him a minute to calm down, patting her on the back because she really doesn't know how amusing what she's said is.

"The trick," He manages, after the laughter has stopped, "Is to attack them before they attack you." And with that he moves his left arm, letting the blade hidden in the leather bracer spring into place, longer than his palm, and then it's gone again in a moment. Yes, he's showing off. His sister would be angry, his father disappointed, but they aren't talking to a cute girl in a bar.

"Not really my sort of thing," Jacob replies, in regard to the brothel. "I tend to give away freebies." And really, honestly, it doesn't appeal to him. There's other ways of making money, he's sure of that. Whether it is completely legal or not doesn't matter too much, but it's a little more active that brothel work tends to be.

He grins at her, and winks. "They have whiskey in London Airy. My treat." As that's when their fries arrive, he gets them two whiskeys from the bartender at the same time.

[imaginationswoes]

Airy really didn't understand what was funny. She tried to. She stared really hard at Jacob to see if watching his laugh would give her a clue but it didn't.

"Yeah, okay." That made sense but... "What if they're not monsters and they just look different? Wouldn't that make you the monster then." She wanted to stand against things that sought to hurt people and at the same time, she didn't want to become what she was trying to fight. It was in the middle of this thought that she saw the glint of his knife appear and disappear.

Okay, that was impressive.

"I get it. I'm generally a fan of the freebie way of life too." That sounded weird but Airy was too drunk to care. Her thoughts and replies were all over the place. "Also, I want to know how you did that because that looked super sneaky and I want to do it too."

And then the fries distracted her.

Airy had a weakness for all and any fried food, likely because she didn't eat it very often. He'd find her quickly picking at the fries, going after the crispiest and saltiest first. "Do you like whiskey?" She asked after a few moments of French fry heaven while liking the little crystals of salt from her fingertips.

[nothinglikefather]

"The worst monsters look like everyone else." Or at least that's what he was taught. "The ones here, they have extra heads? Horns? Tails with spikes on?"

Because those sound like monsters from stories. He doesn't know really what she means when she says monsters but if you know they're monsters, you know what to expect. If they look like her or him or anyone else then how,can you tell they're rotten to the core?

"Sneaky? Guess you could say sneaky is my mind name. But maybe... maybe I'll show you later." He grins at her, but doesn't flash the blade again. Not when he's also itching for the chips.

He picks at a couple as well, munching happily away for a moment until the drinks are brought to them. "Whiskey's okay. If you don't have to work the next day." One might be okay. But Jacob is bad at stopping at one.

[imaginationswoes]

"Yes they do." Airy agreed in between bites of french fires. Potatoes were amazing things. By themselves they weren't all that great but like Eevee's, they had potential to involve into amazing foods.

She really liked french fires.

"Deal!" She turned to him with a bright smile. Assume Airy remembered the night, she'd be asking Jacob to teach her how to do that. With her abilities she could cheat but she wanted to know how he did it. It looked cool.

"I only really get bad hangovers if I drink too much wine." Though that really did depend on how much Airy drank. "Is your favorite beer?"

[nothinglikefather]

Jacob nods, completely agreeing but not really remembering what he's agreeing to. Something about monsters with extra heads or no heads. It probably doesn't matter, because there's chips.

He has a couple more, enjoying the girl's enthusiasm. He might remember making the deal but he's not always good at remembering names and faces the next day. And whether or not he owes people money.

"Wine is disgusting," He says, remembering the fact Evie made him drink it last Christmas and he can still remember throwing it all up again. "Spirits and liquor and beer, that's the only way to go. And I guess? Beer's just beer, right? It's like asking someone if they like air."

Because where he's from, you don't drink the water.

[imaginationswoes]

She laughed as she licked a bit of salt from the tips of her fingers. "It's good with food. Like a dark red with a nice stake or something." When it came to drinking wine on it's own, Airy was less of a fan but it went a lot better with food compared to hard liquors which usually had a taste of their own that she'd rather savor without the distraction of food.

Airy spent a lot of time thinking about food.

"I don't know. There are like IPA's and then reds and then... I forget beers." The point was that there were many of them.

[nothinglikefather]

Jacob shrugs. "All I know is that when you throw it all up again, wine is the worst."

Still, they have whiskey now and he's good with whiskey, he likes the gentle burn. He pushes her glass towards her, before taking a sip of his own. He's not sure it really works with chips, but does that matter? Although they are beginning to run out of chips.

"IPAs? No no, there's small beer, ale, bitter, stout, ale, porter, India Pale, table, Burton. Did I mention small? Never heard of red. Gotta try that, if they have that here."

[imaginationswoes]

Airy snickered though she tried to hide her laugh by taking a sip of her drink. "I guess I have a strong stomach but I don't throw up that often." It was a by product of her abilities which also made it nearly impossible for Airy to get addicted to anything.

Given her latest trends, that was probably a blessing.

"IPA is India Pale Ale. It's just the short version for the lazy." She smiled. "Irish Red. I thin they do. Each pace usually has one on tap. What's small exactly? I haven't heard of that."

Airy paused and pointed at the whiskey. "I like this by the way."