🚕 TEST DRIVE 017

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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
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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

[mockeryofthedivine]

She shhouldn't let it worry her to much. Lucifer had a phenominal talent for being irritating. When he wasn't making someone keen to jump his bones, that is.

"You make it sound like the City is alive," he says, reaching out to grab another glass of champagne from a waiter, now that he's finished the last one and left it sitting on top the piano.

She claims leaving the city is impossible. But she's...well, not mortal, exactly, but at least human adjacent. She's not an angel, more importantly. She doesn't have wings that can fly her between dimensions. Impossible for her isn't the same as impossible for him. And true, he'd hate to have to use his wings, blasted unwanted things that they are. He'd been planning to cut them off, once he found a suitable place to do it. But perhaps a trip home was on order first...

[diana_abel]

"Some people look at it that way," she said, settling down on a window seat that provided a rather phenomenal view of said City. At night, from this far away and with the lights all shining, it almost managed to look pretty. A pale imitation of New York or LA. But pretty in its own right, she supposed. As long as one didn't look too carefully at the details. You kind of had to squint. "I have a friend. He calls himself the Doctor. He once tried to telepathically commune with the City. It ended pretty nasty for him."

But he still kept trying.

God bless the Doctor, he was nothing if not persistent. Much to Jack's--and sometimes Diana's-chagrin.

[mockeryofthedivine]

"Not that sounds like a story," Lucifer says. And not just because it apparently involved a medical professional attempting to communicate mentally with a city. Lucifer was beginning to wonder just what the hell was going on with the people here. "What happened?"

[diana_abel]

"He died."

There was a note of genuine sadness in Diana's tone. Even knowing what she knew, that his death hadn't 'taken,' as it were, the loss was still palpable. After all, the Doctor and Jack were her family.

The only family she had left.

Or that she cared to count.

"The City revived him a few days later. It does that sometimes. But it was too much for his mind to handle."

[mockeryofthedivine]

Okay, Lucifer is going to pause at that little declaration now, because this is starting to get ridiculous.

"...The City is alive and bringing humans back from the dead?" he says, more than a little incredulous.

[diana_abel]

Diana tried to reach back in her mind, to recall her first days with the supernatural. She was sure she'd handled it no better than him. But, of course, she'd been living in a very different world. One where God wasn't dead, so to speak.

A smile played at her lips.

"To be fair," she said calmly, "the Doctor isn't exactly human either. He calls himself a 'Time Lord.' Which I think is just the English translation of whatever his species actually calls itself."

[mockeryofthedivine]

Well, in truth Lucifer was no stranger to the supernatural at all. He was supernatural. He'd always been an angel, always known about the existence of God, always known about Hell and Heaven. It was never a thing he'd had to be introduced to. It was his normal, and always had been. It was humanity that had come later, really.

So he wasn't actually used to things like this; things that were outside of his knowledge and experience. After millenia of existence, you don't really expect to discover anything new.

"Alright, so the city is going bringing 'Time Lords' back to life then," he says, waving around the hand with the champagne glass in it. "And excuse me, but what sort of species name is 'Time Lord'? Does this entire species have delusions of grandeur?"

[diana_abel]

She didn't have a good answer. She could only smile and flag down the nearest caterer, taking a flute of champagne off of the tray. "Here," she said, holding it out to Lucy, even though he was still working on one. "I think you're gonna need this, if you want to try wrapping your brain around the multiverse. Let alone Time Lords."

After all, she'd known one for years.

And he made no sense at all.

"All I know is what he told me. Which isn't much. He doesn't like talking about his home."

[mockeryofthedivine]

"The multiverse?" Lucifer says, taking the extra flute without question. In fact he looks at them for a moment, considering, before sculling the one he'd already been holding entirely and setting it on a nearby coffee table. "You think we're in an entirely different universe?"

That...actually could make some sense. Other universes were something he knew existed, even if he'd never been to one himself. He'd sent his Mother to a new one, after all. But if this is another universe, not even his wings will be able to help him. They can fly him between dimensions, but not universes.

For the first time in this conversation, Lucifer looks faintly disturbed.

[diana_abel]

Diana's smile faltered a little bit. She almost frowned. Almost. "You really didn't get the run-down about this place, did you?" she said. It wasn't much of a question. More of an observation.

A disappointment, truth be told. Although not with him.

They needed to get better at keeping the Chosen well-informed. Someone without the appropriate information could fly off the handle. In a thousand different ways. The multiverse was scary. Overwhelming, at first.

Perhaps even moreso than acknowledging the existence of vampires.

"We're in a hub," she said. "The point where the infinite universes meet. I mean, I'm from 2009. The year that Phoenix, Arizona was...kind of destroyed. Did anything like that happen in your world?"

[mockeryofthedivine]

"Was there supposed to be a pamphlet?" Lucifer asks. Possibly there'd been one in that box. A box which, admittedly, Lucifer hadn't paid that much close attention to other than fishing Maze's blade out of it. After he'd found, of all things, a framed picture of a man he'd never seen before in his life, he'd dismissed most of it as unimportant. Although some of the flyers had looked exciting.

"...And no, Phoenix definitely still exists," he adds slowly. "2009 was a few years ago."

Bloody hell.

[diana_abel]

She chewed on her lower lip. "I guess the official welcome wagon work has kind of fallen off of the rails since Erik..."

Well. Pulled an Erik. Eriked up the place. And himself in the process.

Diana shook her head. "I'm sorry you weren't given all the information. Truly, I am. That's a horrible way to begin." And she meant it. Diana was about as genuine as they came, particularly in her compassion.

Admittedly, he seemed to be doing all right. But still. It was unfair.

"I'm not the best person to explain," she added. "I mean, I've been here for a long time but...I'm not such much with the science-y parts of it. I just know what I know, you know?"

[mockeryofthedivine]

"Well then. How about you skip the technical part, and get right to the bit where you tell me who's responsible," Lucifer says, with a tight smile doesn't bode well for said responsible parties. (Or at least it normally doesn't, when those parties are human and mortal and don't have any real way to defend themselves against an angry fallen angel.)

[diana_abel]

"We don't...know."

There were a variety of theories, of course. Everything ranging from the City to the Magistrates. But Diana had begun to suspect it wasn't as simple as one responsible party. And she'd begun to wonder about the role the Chosen themselves played in their own abductions.

Not victim-blaming, of course. But she couldn't help wondering if they weren't somehow better. Like this. Together.

At least, she was sure she was.

She'd wandered into the City absolutely sure it was Hell. Finding out she was still alive and that Jack was there to take her in his arms had been...incredible.

[mockeryofthedivine]

"So probably my Father's fault then," Lucifer remarks blithely, taking another sip of his champagne. Unexplained phenomena? No one knowing who's responsible? Lucifer ended up stuck here as well, just after having his unwanted wings mysteriously returned to him? Must be God's fault. "Although hell if I know what Dear Old Dad is planning with all of this.

[diana_abel]

She could only shrug. Diana's faith in God's existence was unwavering. Her faith that everything had a reason or a purpose or a plan behind it was a little more flexible.

And, of course, her faith that he was actually the Devil was still...dubious, at best.

But there was nothing she disagreed with.

"You'll get used to it," she offered instead. "And the multiverse can be groovy, when you do. You get to meet some amazing people and creatures."

[mockeryofthedivine]

"Well normally I'd be more than happy to explore this delightful little city, but I have places to be," Lucifer says. "I made a promise, and I don't intend to let this place make a liar of me."

He stands up then. Time to move on, he thinks. Lovely as she is, she's given him a lot to think about.

And he might just need to bite the bullet, and find out if his unwanted wings can get him home.

"Pleasure meeting you, Ms Diana," he says, toasting her with his champagne flute. "You've been an illuminating conversational partner."

[diana_abel]

Diana had been called many things over the centuries. But 'illuminating' was definitely a new one. One for the ages, as it were.

She conjured up a smile that was somewhere between wry and genuine, standing politely. "It's Diana Abel," she said. "A-B-E-L. And I'm sure we'll run into each other again. The City is only so large."

And he wouldn't be leaving as quickly as he hoped.

Fallen angel or not.

"I run an adult education program at the library," she continued. "If you never need help with anything, stop by."

[mockeryofthedivine]

"An adult education program," Lucifer purrs, his grin leering. He has, quite clearly, gone immediately for the innuendo. "Well aren't you a cheeky little one then."

It's unlikely, he knows, that rather unlikely that she's actually referring to some naughty little sex education. But a Devil can still dream, can't he?

[diana_abel]

She had the grace to smile good-naturedly at the turn of phrase. Even if it made her skin crawl, just a little bit. There was something in that smile that reminded her a little too much of Abe.

And nothing good ever came from Abe.

"Maybe you'll take my swordplay class," she replied blandly.

[mockeryofthedivine]

He laughs, then, delighting in her own little turn of innuendo. He doesn't seem to notice that he's not quite enjoying it as much as he is.

"Swordplay indeed," he breaths. "Perhaps I will, Ms Abel." Even if he already knew perfectly well how to wield a sword. She was interesting, this little vampire. If - and he was still trying not to think too much about this possibility - Lucifer really was stuck here, he'd be curious to learn more about her.

"Enjoy the rest of your evening," he says then, before making his exit.