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THE CITY OF SIN: MODS ([personal profile] sinfulmods) wrote in [community profile] cityofsin_ooc2016-05-22 02:57 pm
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Test Drive 007


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
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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OHM

[personal profile] fivethreestrawberryblonde 2016-07-23 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It was the average day for Lydia: breakfast, a little wandering, a little shopping, and off to work. More of the same. As different as the CIty was from the ship and from Gebo, it wasn't really that different. It was quite a lot of the same, day in and day out, with no real assurances that the future was bright.

But she was sort of coming to terms with that by now. And as she headed up towards the club, Lydia was humming casually. Only when she spotted a very familiar figure lingering up in front of the door did she pause.

"Caius?"
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[personal profile] solus_unus 2016-07-24 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Caius' head turned abruptly to the side to look at the woman approach and he stared blankly for a few seconds before nodding. She didn't look familiar but she certainly felt like someone he should know.

"A lot of people seem to know me, but.. " he said, brow creasing. "I get the sense I've been here before though. Only I don't fucking recognize anything."
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[personal profile] fivethreestrawberryblonde 2016-07-24 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Weirdly - or not, maybe - the response didn't get much of a reaction out of Lydia. She merely tipped her head to one side a little as she regarded him, studying him to maybe see what sort of differences were there, if any.

"That happens, I think. Probably," she hummed, then stepped up casually, fluttering her hand over at the club. "Well. Your feet know, at least. This place was yours. It's nice, too. Popular. And I'm Lydia, by the way."
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[personal profile] solus_unus 2016-07-24 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Mine." Caius said, gaze drifting from her and going up to the front of the building to the sign above. A night club was something he never thought he'd open. It was one of those opportunities he'd thought about, sure. But in his world, it was too risky. And of course he'd have to walk away from it sooner or later.

He looked at her again. "Who owns it now?"
Edited 2016-07-24 02:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] fivethreestrawberryblonde 2016-07-24 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
For a long moment, she merely studied his profile, a tiny smile curving her lips. It was kind of nice, actually, seeing the look on his face. Like seeing it the first time, when they opened, all over again.

"No one, really. A few of us are taking care of it for you, though. Keeping it going in case you ever came back. You made me manager, after all, and I was your PA throughout the construction process. I like to think I had a decent idea of what your vision was," she replied, chuckling softly.
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[personal profile] solus_unus 2016-07-26 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Caius dropped his head and looked at her in almost astonishment. It was his turn then to study her and there was a bit about her expression that almost reminded him a little bit of Abigail.

"This is mine." A rhetorical question, really. It was one thing to know he'd been there before, another to be told he'd been there long enough to make friends with people and this woman.

It begged the next question to be asked.

"Exactly how long was I hear last time?"
fivethreestrawberryblonde: (opting not to say)

[personal profile] fivethreestrawberryblonde 2016-07-26 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"If you want it back," she offered. That was the crux of it. It was his if he wanted it; if not, she'd take care of it in case he did. That wasn't about to change any time soon. Her smile only grew a little bit wider at the continued uncertainty of it all; it was slightly endearing.

Of course, she had a feeling it was all weird as hell for him, so she was trying not to push too much on him. If he wanted to try a new life entirely while he was there - round two or three? She didn't know - then he was more than welcome to.

"At least three months, but you were here when I arrived, so probably longer. Maybe...six months?"