Test Drive 007

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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
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Possible Scenarios 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 chruning 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, filing 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 at the Tower that spills out it's doors in welcome, by someone who calls themselves the Emperor. Obviously that's weird, 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 it's 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 choice of 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? Villian. 06. Carnival: The City has carnivals or festivals now and then; you're lucky to catch one! With it's 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. Wild Card: Choose your own adventure in the game's setting!

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Buffy Summers | BtVS | Season 8

[first_summers]

01. New Arrival

Buffy Summers wasn't exactly used to magically ending up in places she hadn't planned or intended to be, but it sure wasn't the first time it had happened. One second she was in the castle in Scotland and the next... definitely not a castle, and definitely not Scotland. Her hands out at her sides in a defensive gesture, she stared at the people milling about the street around her, going about their days as if it wasn't at all unusual for a short blonde woman in jeans and a cute tanktop to randomly appear out of nowhere.

Maybe it wasn't. Wouldn't that be fun.

Her expression turned angry and pretty darn scary for someone who looked like they could be blown over by a stiff wind. "Okay, who did that?"


02. Demonic Presences

Demons. First she got kidnapped to whatever crazy place this was with its weird housing situation and kidnapping, but then there had to be demons on top of that. And not the nice kind of demons like Clem who might look a little questionable but wouldn't hurt a kitten except to eat it. No, she had to get stuck with the demons who messed with lighting and scared people and were just generally not of the good.

Sighing loudly and perhaps a little overdramatically, Buffy rolled her head from one side to the other to stretch out her neck and stood from her little table outside the restaurant where she'd been hoping to have her dinner. "Okay, fine. I'm hungry and I'm cranky and this is not going to end well for you. So if we're gonna do this, let's do it already!"


03. Party Hard

Buffy had heard about this Emperor, hints of secrets and pointed looks from her fellow kidnappees that had her even more highly suspicious of this 'party' everyone and their brother seemed to have been invited to. But she'd never exactly been one to pass up the opportunity to get dressed up and do some light reconnaissance. Maybe she'd get lucky and someone would end up deserving a good old-fashioned Slayer ass-kicking.

Her dress was a sleeveless dark blue with a long flowing skirt that would facilitate said ass-kicking should the opportunity present itself. She felt a little naked without her weapons, but no one had ever said Buffy Summers wasn't resourceful. Once she'd slipped through the throng of people and grabbed a tall glass of something that would only be sipped (even though it tasted delicious), she took up a spot along a wall and started her people watching.

[capj_harkness]

"Did what?" asked a man passing by. "Did someone grab your ass? I can see why you'd think it was me, but I swear my hands were in my pockets just now."

[first_summers]

Buffy turned on her heel to look at the stranger, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously. "The only grabbing was of me," she clarified, then realized what she said. "All of me. As in kidnapping."

Let's go with Party Shenanigans

[takesallthestupid]

Despite always complaining about having to wear any kind of formal suit, Bucky actually enjoyed dressing to impress. He'd slicked his hair back (even though it didn't really seem to be the style in this City; he felt more like himself, or at least his old, pre-soldier self, with a good-sized helping of Brylcreem to get his unruly, wavy hair into some semblance of manageable), managed to get a tux that not only fit, but accentuated his lean, muscular figure, shined his shoes until he could use them as a mirror, and gone to this shindig he'd been hearing everyone talking about.

That didn't mean he had any idea what to do once he got there, though. He felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb, a stranger who didn't really understand this City yet; just a tourist, trying to look like he knew where he was going, how he should fit in.

Never one to pass up a free drink, Bucky grabbed a flute of champagne from a passing waiter, trying to look like he knew what he was doing. Taking a long gulp, he froze, staring at the flute. Either that was some damn expensive champagne... Or it wasn't really champagne.

He took another gulp, deciding he didn't really care. Maybe if he got tipsy enough, he'd feel like chatting someone up. He was certain he used to be pretty good at that, but damned if he could remember exactly how he'd done it.

[first_summers]

Buffy could spot someone who felt out of place a mile away, mostly because she'd felt that way herself so many times before. Being the Slayer had meant her life was anything but normal, and all through high school and college she'd had only her small group of friends, but eventually even they had drifted apart. Maybe that was why she'd taken this whole being kidnapped thing so well - well, better than she might have once upon a time. She hadn't actually followed through on her threats of maim and torture yet, so there was that at least. And she was starting to meet people, make acquaintances and maybe even friends.

That was why she approached the guy in the tux who looked a bit like he was forcing himself to be there, or maybe just forcing himself to try. She knew what that was like, too. Sometimes they all needed a little help with that.

Stepping up beside him, she kept her voice low and conversational, and there was a small smile on her face as she said, "So, you're new around here, huh?"

[takesallthestupid]

Glancing over at the voice beside him, Bucky did a double take at the vision of loveliness standing beside him. Petite, blonde, in a knock-out dress and a gorgeous face, it ticked just about all of his boxes.

Now, if he could just remember how to be charming and not run her off. Casual conversations with women: not something you got a lot of practice on during a war. "Yeah, is it that obvious? I just got here. Figured, party," he gestured with the hand holding his champagne flute at the throng of guests milling about, "good way to meet people, have some fun. Didn't realize I was so outta practice at the whole thing."

He stuck his hand out toward her. "I'm James."

[first_summers]

After everything Buffy had been through the past few years, it was nice to know she could still turn a few heads and make guys do a double-take. It made her feel a bit less like a freak, and think that maybe one day she could have a life that might pass for normal if you squinted out of your left eye.

Slipping her hand into his, she tried really hard to keep her handshake firm but not bruising - sometimes her strength got away from her, especially since she'd been spending so much time around the Minis before her kidnapping.

"Buffy," she offered with a smile. "And don't worry, it's only obvious because I'm new too. Fresh off the kidnapping boat and ready to meet some of my fellow victims." She paused for a moment, then cringed almost sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm not really all that good at hiding my opinions about this place." Which probably wasn't a good thing, considering who was throwing the party.

[takesallthestupid]

....Well. Bucky's eyebrows rose in surprise at her words. He honestly hadn't considered the fact that some of these people had lives left outside of the City, and he said as much. "Never really thought of it like that. I was... Well, I knew there wasn't gonna be anything else for me, after what happened just before I... landed here. It sure was a surprise, 'cause last I knew, I was in the Swiss Alps, with no civilization whatsoever, and then I was just... in a room. A very nice, hideously decorated room, but still."

He still didn't really know much about the City, or its inhabitants, but it sounded like Buffy did. Which was interesting, since it also sounded like she'd arrived at about the same time he had. "Sounds like you're the lady to talk to for information. I've mostly just been wandering around, trying to get the hang of all this again."

[first_summers]

Buffy was mad as hell that some mystical whatsit had decided to pluck her out of her life and drop her wherever this was, but it was really on principle more than anything. Her life before the City had been... Well. It wasn't the best. So she didn't exactly miss it, but she felt that she should. Her friends were back there, and Dawn, and despite what had happened during those last days in Sunnydale, she should still be there for them. Right?

"Figuring out weird stuff is kinda what I do," she said with a bit of a shrug. "Or try to, anyway. The people around here aren't very chatty." Nor were the demons, unfortunately.

[takesallthestupid]

Bucky tilted his head in a sort of eh gesture. "I find the best way to get information, is to not go looking for it. At least not obviously. Eventually you can pick at the pieces until you can get a better picture." Honey attracted more flies than vinegar, too, and Buffy seemed like the kinda person who didn't care who knew her opinions - which would scare off anyone who might otherwise be willing to share a tidbit of information.

He sure wasn't gonna tell her that, though. Least not right now, when they'd just met. "Maybe... it's that they're chatty, they're just not sayin' what you wanna hear?" he said gently in admonishment, keeping it light and hoping she wouldn't take offense. He'd met several pretty friendly, chatty people. They hadn't really told him anything about the City, but he was still picking up on how things worked, and he was pretty sure most of these people weren't... well, weren't from the same time as him, which was really weird to think about.

[first_summers]

Going the slow route for gathering information had never been Buffy's forte. Even after what was probably a thousand hours of research buried in old musty books and poring over Willow's internet search results, she still preferred going out and doing 'interviews' with the usual suspects and sources. Of course, all of that had been back when she'd had suspects and sources, and books to reference, and people to help her... all of which were pretty scarce in the here and now.

"You're probably right," she acknowledged with a frustrated sigh, taking a sip of the champagne-like drink that was really too tasty for her own good. "I'm just not used to having to do things this way, you know? Back home, I could work the local bars and nesting grounds, beat up a few guys, and have them all singing before I had to get Dawnie up for school." Her tone was a bit mopey and downtrodden, and she looked a bit like the kid who no one wanted to play with during recess.

[prefers_magneto]

"No offence," said the man beside her after a few moments, "but girls that look like you don't usually choose the wall."

[first_summers]

Buffy turned to look at the man beside her, just blinking up at him for a moment as she tried to decide whether he was complimenting or insulting her. The word choice and his expression really could go either way. "Thank you?"