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🚕 TEST DRIVE 017
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.cityofsin |
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Rules | FAQ | Taken Characters | Reserves | Applications
→ 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? Villain.
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!
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He had been walking along when he noticed the familiar haircut, but more so the familiar shirt....fuuuuck NO. No, no, no. This was not cool. Where was Daniel? Daniel needed to get her before something else happens... yet as he thought these things he remembered his creature ripping that very heart out of her chest because Dan rejected her. It was when the wind blew and he saw far to much in that winter chill that he yanked off his trench coat and walked over holding it out with the most disgruntled look, which looked funny given the scarf around his neck. "Miss Halsey, you are flashing everyone."
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The blond looked right like a scene out of a horror film blond hair messed up blood and grime all over her. She brought her hands up over her mouth " Where is he?" almost a whisper
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He looked around before snapping and pointing another direction. "I will explain." Ignoring what he had just told her he was leading her towards the giant tower in the distance. Nothing here was warm.
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" Where the hell are you taking me?!" she insisted " What is going on here?! Tell me what happened to Daniel!" cold or not she was pretty spiny nearly making a scene right there on the street.
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"I mean what I said, and you seem to have it in your head that I joke about serious matters. Daniel is not here, this isn't even our world, I appeared here two weeks ago, and trust me when I say, I know there is no way you can logically be here, yet you are."
He kept walking the sound of her voice was like nails on a chalkboard. "I am getting you out of the ghetto before someone with power sees how little you are wearing. I am taking you to my apartment then we can talk. Daniel would never forgive me if I let you get frost bite."
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She chilled out pretty quickly giving a look around. Yeah, she totally did not want to be there, where ever there was at this point. " Okay." she said simply as she walked behind him. She'd get this figured out, and find out what this place is and why she's stuck here with Creepy Herbert instead of Daniel.
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It was about a fifteen minute walk before Herbert lead her inside the beautiful skyscraper towards the elevator. He at least had learned some short cuts in his week here going from the brothel to the hospital and to this new place called home. People in the lobby game them flat looks as he glared right back, hitting the elevator button it was only once inside the elevator, with the doors shut that he looked to her.
"Yes, Miss Halsey, you are dead. Daniel tried to save you, but one of the creatures broke your neck. So, when we get inside, you will take a bath, I will find something for you to wear in the mean time. Then I will be looking your neck and feet over to make sure there is no residual damage, but considering I to should be dead, i have a feeling you will be fine." he explained with his arms crossed over his chest. He was going to have to call Airy, she was around Megan's size, she might know what to do for clothes and shoes until they can get to Meg's ghetto apartment and see what the city left her to wear if anything.
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It was a nice place, almost too nice for the likes of Herbert West. They got into the elevator and she stood, she was used to people giving Herbert glares and dirty looks, he basically was a shit head to everyone and everything that wasn't eye ball deep in his science projects.
As he spoke finally, she turned her head slowly looking to him. " No." she said on the verge of a fantastic Megan Halsey patented freak out. " NO! I am not..." she brought her hand up to her neck " I refuse to be stuck in the after life with YOU!"
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Leave him to die once, fool on him, leave him dead twice, and for a random hoe, well fuck you Mr. Cain.
The elevator opened as he moved out like she wasn't being herself, he wanted to roll his eyes but it seemed pointless. He moved quietly down the hall. "Megan, this is not the afterlife, there is no such thing and if their were we both know we are not going to the same place, being a bubble headed co-ed is not the same as playing god. Now come along." He unlocked the door stepped inside leaving the door open to decide if she was coming in or not. If she died in the hall... well he's got SOME reagent left.
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" Not the after life? Then what is it? It's certainly not the French Riviera!" still quite pissed off as she entered the apartment and slammed the door shut. Luckily she didn't register him telling her to come along, that would have just pissed her off more. Megan Halsey pissed and fighting with Herbert West, big shock there.
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When the door slammed the tugged his suit jacket off tossing it on the chair. "Please, like you have been to the French Riviera! I've at least traveled." For work but hey. "I've even been to war, you know nothing. Now, go take a damn bath before you get hypothemeia!" He snapped loudly pointing to the bathroom. At least this was normal.
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" Traveled to the grave yard, to dig up your next victim!" she clipped back at him. " Oh, please! You're just a cry baby. The only reason you helped me at all is because of your huge crush on my fiancee!" she said whipping into the bathroom slamming that door too.
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He crossed his arms over his chest, rolling his eyes. Let it go, just let it go. Dan would have to come to collect her, then he can make Dan pay for hurting him. "Oh yes, of course, clearly it must be a crush not the fact that Daniel was invaluable to my research, I dare say a friend." He snapped through the bathroom door before stalking over to the couch and grabbing a new notebook.
Subject: Halsey, Megan.
He began to write through his irritation.
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She came back out the folded shirt in her hands. Suit jacket on and buttoned up as far as it would go." Do you have a tee shirt and sweat pants or something?"
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"Do I look like i own sweat pants?" He asked a bit of iritation in his tone, how dare she call him that. The only tshirts i own are white." He was not Dan, he did not want a wet t-shirt contest here. Still he moved from the fridge where he sat a glass of water down, pushing open the bedroom door. "Wear whatever, I called someone to help you with clothes, but she doesn't live close." The Green room was lovely, to nice for him, he has four simple suits, shirts in white and light blue, and boxers and socks. Good luck, he doesn't sleep in PJs or anything.
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Suit ants or his underwear. Not a lot of options but she'd e damned if he got to peep on her nakedness more than he had already. " Gross." she said before picking out a pair of boxers and one of the blue shirts. It would have to do.
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He himself was in the kitchen boiling and some tea that he had gotten cheap the day he arrived, she wasn't worth breaking the coffee out for he was jotting in his notebook as he leaned waiting.
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She came from the bedroom looking to him with the same disdain tht Catholic nun would an unruly student.
" Don't bother on my account. I don't plan on staying long." she said moving to the couch and sitting her self down. Just being around this douched waffl is giving her a tier 5 headache.
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"If it is all the same, which of us is a medical doctor? Now, take a seat." He filled the other cup with water, and sat the box of mixed teas and the honey down before a chair. "I doubt you want to know what killed you, but, I do know and I want to make sure you wont walk out that door..." are those his good shoes? That bitch. "and look left and die. Now, take a seat."