🚕 TEST DRIVE 017

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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? 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!

Comments

[tolife]

His science projects made sense, people though, fuck those guys. They were weird and didn't care enough about the mysteries of life. He was perfectly fine to stay silent and leave her in the snow, but if one fine male specimen named Daniel Cain ever showed up, well having the wench on hand would get him Dan back. Then he could kick Dan in the nards and send them both packing.

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.

[nomorehead]

" Bubble headed co ed?! Coming from the likes of you that's rich. You wouldn't know a damned thing about people then selves, the only way you give a damn is when they are dead so you can play with them!" she practically hissed going after him. She wasn't done with you yet you asshole. How dare you walk away from her.

" 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.

[tolife]

"excuse me! I am a genius, I have saved countless lives since your death." He turned fast those hazel eyes narrowing on her. "Yes, I prefer the dead to the living but you can't even grasp the meaning of my work, so do not measure me with your small ruler!" He snapped at her.

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.

[nomorehead]

" Ha! I guess you would be used to small rulers now wouldn't you?"she retorted back to him " I don't even think you grasp it any more, you're just obsessed and deranged!" she tossed off the over coat.

" 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.

[tolife]

"You know nothing about me. You have judged from the moment me met, Miss Halsey." Oh he didn't like the way she threw his insult back, but what could he do? He wasn't about to just whip it out and ask if it was small ruler worthy. Forget that.

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.

[nomorehead]

There was a laugh from the bathroom. " Keep telling your self that Herby." she said before getting to the task of taking a bath. Once she was done the shirt she was in was Dan's but it was filthy and full of blood she folded it up carefully and looked around for something to put on. Suit jacket it is.

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?"

[tolife]

He bristled like a wet cat when he heard her call him Herby, no one has dared call him that since his parents went into the ground. The coat he had given her was a calf length trench coat, the very one he wore in college over his suits, but age was on it now.

"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.

[nomorehead]

" Just that big stick up your ass." she said shaking her head and going into the room. It was quite nice. Asshole, figures he gets the nice place. She couldn't even remember what her place looked like really. She brings her hand up scratching the side of her head.

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.

[tolife]

He flashed a hand geasture he never would have dared in front of Dan, before walking off leaving her in his room. On the dresser sat a picture of him and Dan, it was the dirtiest Herbert had ever been, but Peru had good memories.

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.

[nomorehead]

" You wish, weirdo." she said back to him in response to the hand gesture. As far as she's concerned everything bad that had happened to her in the last days before she arrived here was in large part his fault. Him and his obsession with the unnatural. And now she was stuck here, which for all she knew could be his damned fault too. Prick.

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.

[tolife]

He simply rolled his eyes at her come back. Like he would ever. He pulled down two mugs, both looks not only clean but utterly new. He made himself the tea lefting the angry kettle on the stove as he mixed honey and nothing else into the tea. His eyes shifting up to her. He had little affection for her, same as with Rufus, he didn't murder the cat but he didn't like it either. He tolerated both, his current concern for Megan Halsey came from three points, one a scientific study, two the loss of his greatest creation who was built from the bitches heart, and three, bait for Daniel Cain.

"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."