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
→ 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!

Comments

[birdlike]

Being faced with Margaery made her want to turn on her heel and run. She stood accused of murdering the girl's husband, after all - an accomplice to her husband. She knew the truth of it, yes, but Margaery surely might not know it.

"I-I'm sorry my lady... I-I don't know who that is. You have me mistaken." No she wanted to scream at herself. I am Sansa Stark of Winterfell, the blood of Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn. No one can make me afraid ever again And yet she was terrified of Margaery, the one friend she might have left to her. She'd wanted so badly to go to Highgarden, if it meant getting away from the Lannisters. She would have gladly married anyone to get her away from Cersei. Instead she'd been married to Tyrion, though she would never fault him for it. He'd been kind to her. He'd never hurt her and neither would Margaery. And yet she still trembled, her lip quivering a bit as she bit it and looked down at her feet.

She was a terrible liar.

[thekittenqueen]

She was a terrible liar. It was hard to mistake those eyes and that lovely face. How could she not have recognized Sansa right away? No matter what preoccupied her mind, there was no mistaking her friend for a stranger.

Without hesitation, she darted forward and pulled Sansa into a hug. She'd been alone in this city for so long. None of her family were with here, none of her friends, she had been forced to adapt and survive on her own. Having someone she recognized, especially someone she cared for so deeply was like a burst of sunlight on an otherwise stormy day.

She was well aware that Sansa wasn't to blame for Joffery's death. Even without her grandmother's confession, there was not an ounce of cruelty in Sansa to make her capable of it. It didn't even come to her mind when she had first been accused, it certainly didn't come to her mind now.

"I am so glad to see you," she whispered fervently, holding her tighter. "Are you all right? Are you hurt? Did you just arrive?"

[birdlike]

She felt herself choke back sobs as Margaery hugged her. Margaery was one of her best friends, her only real friend since arriving to King's Landing. Her heart ached now, to know that the girl still cared for her.

"I'm...I'm so sorry. I didn't know what was happening and then-" She takes a breath, feeling tears burn at her eyes again as she gives in and hugs her friend. "I did just arrive and I'm not hurt - where is this place?" Sansa never thought she'd feel herself smile again, or laugh. The one moment she'd allowed herself had been ruined by Petyr kissing her. She could still hear herself asking him "What are you doing?" and feel herself pushing him away. Robert had interrupted them but her aunt hadn't listened when she tried to explain to her. It had cost her her life.

[thekittenqueen]

"You're safe, Sansa." As much as she could be, given the City's dangers and fluctuations. She would need to take Sansa off the street before night fell, as the shadows and monsters seemed to be returning again. However, the girl didn't need to know about that now. As much as she knew that Sansa was capable of looking after herself, Margaery still wished to protect her.

"It's difficult to explain. They call this 'The City of Sin.' We are pulled her from different worlds and times. I don't know why we are brought here. I think the City chooses those it wants. Sometimes it sends others homes, for some, they are stuck here longer." Gods, how long had she been here? Years? It felt like years.

[birdlike]

"Am I? Is anywhere safe?" She felt frantic, but Margaery was like a calming salve. She seemed much more familiar to this place than Sansa was which surprised her. Margaery explained in detail what she wanted to know and it all took its time to sink in. "But if you are here - surely someone would notice?"

No one would notice her gone, not with her aunt having probably thrown her from the moon door. Looking down at her foot, she realizes that in her aunt's attempts she had lost a shoe. It was small wonder she'd been so unsteady on her feet. Truly, she had no where left to go. She would probably never see Winterfell again.

[thekittenqueen]

That was a good question, but not one that she felt capable of answering or attempting to argue with. This place wasn't completely safe, but she was at least free from scheming families and the clutches of the Lannisters. That had to be a consolation of some sort.

"From what I gather, time works differently here. We could be in this place for years and time would not have moved in ours. When we leave, it's at the moment we were taken that we're returned to."

[birdlike]

"I don't... understand. How is that possible to stop time?" Sansa could twist it around in her head all she liked but it still sounded like some bizarre magic. It sounded frightening, like the wildfire they'd used to burn Stannis' army to cinders years ago on the Blackwater.

"Will we never return home?" For her, the idea was hell. Already she'd been living in hell, stuck in King's Landing and then the Vale. She missed the summer snows and the smell of Earth that permeated the glass gardens. This was the last place she wanted to be, even with a friend.

[thekittenqueen]

"I wish I could say," Margaery told her with a small sigh. She had forgotten that in all of the time she had been here, there was still so much that hadn't been explained. She still had no idea why they were here or what this city was capable of. She had just learned to accept the lack of answers.

She took Sansa's hands into her own, trying to impart some level of comfort and courage. "Some return home. The Martell prince was here for a time and then he disappeared, meaning that he was sent home. It is possible that you might be as well." There was no guarantee, that was what hurt the most. As much as she wanted Sansa to be with her family, there was a small part of her afraid to see her friend go.

[birdlike]

"Then... I hope you'll be able to return too." Not that it mattered. She had so many unanswered questions about home. For a start, Sansa stopped herself from asking about Lord Tyrion. She didn't want to show any loyalty to him, even if Margaery was not upset with her. Despite what Lord Balish had said about her grandmother, Sansa had no way of knowing that she had been guilty as well.

"As long as we are both here... I hope we can be happy." She meant it, too. Sansa cared a great deal for Margaery and she hoped that perhaps they could put the stain of destruction left by the Lannisters behind them.

[thekittenqueen]

Margaery shook her head, giving a sad, knowing smile to Sansa. "I don't think I could, even if I wished to. So much has happened to me here and I have been in this place for years. If I were to go home, I don't know if I would be the same person anymore." It was complicated and pessimistic, but it was also realistic to everything that had happened. She had her shelter, a lover, friends. This was her world now.

She grinned, squeezing Sansa's hands. "I will do everything I can to see you are happy here, Sansa. To begin with, you should stay with me. I have a very comfortable home and I should love for you to be with me."

[birdlike]

"Oh. I... I would like that very much." It honestly was a comfort to know that Margaery and she could be in this place, away from the horror and the politics. She missed Winterfell more than anything in the world and yet she knew she was safe here as long as Margaery was here.

"What is your home like?" Sansa tries to smile too, tentative and weak in comparison to Margaery who radiated sunlight when she smiled. It was as if the muscles in her face had forgotten what smiling felt like and were trying to learn how to do it all over again.

[thekittenqueen]

She wrapped her shawl around Sansa's shoulders, leading her toward the Financial District. It would be a bit of a walk, but it would allow Sansa to see this world better and get a feeling for what the City was like. All of it's dirty, criminal, and disgusting glory. Worse than Flea Bottom.

"It's small at the moment. I have two rooms, but I intend to get a larger place with a garden. I live in one of the nicer districts in town, it also is one of the safest. I have a shelter nearby as well, where those without homes stay."