🚕 TEST DRIVE 018

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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

Jane Kirk | ST: AOS

[punch_it]

New Arrival

The street was unfamiliar but the creeping sensation of wrongness wasn't. Jane shook her head in a vain attempt to clear her muddled senses while taking stock of what she had.

Or didn't.

Making jump after jump got dizzying after a time, especially when you never knew what or where you'd end up and it seemed the universe was playing a long con game on her having sent her back somewhere she'd been before. Even if those memories were warped and confused and she didn't enjoy any kind of introspection.

She was definitely broke again, which, fine, that's not surprising, but what was, was that she came to wearing her leather jacket, hair cut short and feeling, well, generally older. Weird. So weird. She should make a scale of weird things that happen to her.

She needed a drink. And there was no better place to find a drink than in the center of a seedy city and off the beaten path. She enters the first bar she sees and slides onto a stool at the far left of the counter. Maybe not the best first choice when waking up somewhere new, but there were probably worse.

Wildcard
Or find her, slightly less sober, somewhere else.

[punchedaklingon]

The bar didn't remain quiet for long.

A furious roar of Ruasian swearing broke above the chatter of the bar and suddenly a man went flying, landing hard into the corner of the bar.

"Keep your hands to yourself you--" the air went blue as a diminutive woman was hoisted off her feet by the man's friend who was trying - and not particularly succeeding - in holding onto the kicking and screaming girl.

[punch_it]

She really wasn't going to get involved until the guy knocked her beer off the bar with his head. It wasn't even a choice anymore when she heard the other woman shouting. Colorfully. In Russian.

Some things, Jane agrees, are just better in Russian. She stands and shoves her way past the gawkers, why were there always gawkers and taps the dumbass on the shoulder.

"You know, there are better ways to hit on the ladies." Like, not hitting them at all. She takes that sweet, sweet spot moment, to take a swing at the guy's head.

[punchedaklingon]

The guy who had frankly been struggling to control the tiny wildcat in his arms was entirely cold cocked by Jane’s swing. There was no hope of defending himself when his entire energy was focused on keeping a hold on the woman who had thrown his friend half way across the bar.

He swore, dropping the girl who jumped to her feet and reeled around with a roundhouse punch of her own.