Test Drive Meme 002

[sinfulmods]

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!

→ 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 01. A New Arrival: You've just arrived in the City of Sin with nothing but the clothes on your back and a very strange sense of having been displaced. Thankfully, you don't appear to be alone. Here's hoping that person passing by is helpful, and doesn't plan on mugging you or something! 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. Maybe you'll find someone who can help you fight off that shadowy thing that's creeping towards you! 03. Party Hard: You've been invited to a party at the Tower by someone who calls themselves the Emperor. Obviously that's weird, but maybe you can get some free drinks and food out of it! Just make sure you watch out for those little red packets of powder. 04. Wild Card: Choose your own adventure!

Comments

[alphaophiuchi]

The blond just blinked at her. Of course she wouldn't remember her time here; of course her first words would be 'you look different'.

It earned a sharp bark of wry laughter, rather humourless in nature.

"No kidding. I've been here three years," Draco informed her starkly, his mouth twitching almost unhappily. He knew he looked a little older; he knew the fine stubble lining his jaw didn't help, and the way he held himself conveyed weariness from more than just the war. "What do you last remember?"

[queenofbooks]

She looked down, wincing slightly. She really hadn't meant to offend him, but he really did look different.

"Th-three years?" she Stammered out. "But you had just saved me from the manner. I don't understand."

[alphaophiuchi]

His blink of surprise was more a flutter of blond lashes as he continued to regard her, trying to hide the faint flinch backwards at the reminder of what had gone on in the Manor. His hand trembled again in his pocket before being clenched into a tighter fist to get it to stop.

"Three years. Time works oddly here. Or rather-" He clicked his tongue, tipping his head to one side to regard her like that instead. "The City likes to pluck people from inopportune times. Often contradictory times. The last thing I remember from back home was celebrating my eighteenth birthday after the war trials. Theo remembered slightly more than that. Harry had an extra year under his belt. And I really don't recall where it plucked you from last time. But the Manor-"

Another click. She likely noticed the way his voice became a touch more lilting than usual, melodic in a slightly unhinged fashion. He took the pause to clear his throat, to stabilise a little more. Easier said than done when he was presented with someone he'd once had history with, but who no longer recalled any of it. Frustrating, that.

"Another instance of this place's sick sense of humour, I'd say."