Test Drive Meme 008

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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!

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The Creature/"Xeno" | Frankenstein | CRAU from Throne of Shadows

[isthistheregion]

New Arrival

The ground here is hard, unforgiving stone, dotted with buildings so tall that they obscure the sky. The streets are a maze filled with noise and impossibly fast vehicles.

He sticks to the shadows, unwilling to draw too many eyes as he wanders. For the most part, the people on the side of the road pass him without any more than a glance, but he still can feel their eyes skating over the scars on his face. Can all but smell the apprehension, the disgust. After months of being treated with relative acceptance by the Nysgods and those the Grasp had chosen, the all-too-familiar look in these strangers' eyes irritates an old, anxious itch that makes him want to find somewhere, anywhere, to hide — or to lash out, to step into the light and challenge them to keep staring.

Before too long, the looming buildings and the fearful glances start to feel like a cage. But the nearest building has enough ledges and adornments to be an easy climb. Perhaps some greater perspective can be gained from higher ground.

The Creature leaps up easily to grasp the first window ledge, and starts to ascend.

[prefers_magneto]

Erik sees the... man? climbing and raises himself onto the roof. By the time the Creature reaches the top, Erik is waiting.

"That's a different way to get up here," he notes. "What are you doing?"

[isthistheregion]

The Creature had meant no intrusion. That was part of the point of scaling the wall, rather than going inside. Under other circumstances, he might have said so. Just now, he is too on edge, too suspicious of his surroundings.

"What business is it of yours what I do, sir?"

He annunciates each word carefully, to make up for the limited control he has over his mouth. The result is intelligible, but muddy, as if he's been anesthetized.

[prefers_magneto]

"I'm the Chief of Police. Do you live in this building?" Erik responded.

[isthistheregion]

The title was somewhat different than what he was used to, but the words themselves were understood. Chief. Police.

"You are a person of some authority here," he recognized, giving Erik another wary eye. But it was an acceptable explanation.

"I do not live in this building. I had only hoped to gain a better view of this place." He swept one hand in front of himself, indicating the city. "The buildings are so tall, I cannot see past them."

[prefers_magneto]

"Did you just arrive?" Erik asked.

[isthistheregion]

"I awoke in a room I have never seen before," the Creature explained. "This — city —" because by now, he has seen cities, although they did not look like this, "— is dark and dirty. Not like Gebo. This does not seem to be the way of the Nysgods. I wish to know where I am."

[prefers_magneto]

'Gebo'. 'Nysgods'. He'd heard those words before, though he hadn't lived them. Not this version.

"You're from that ship."

[isthistheregion]

"What ship?" There had been a ship, after the Temple, but that had been some time ago. "I was in a place known as the Wyld."

[prefers_magneto]

He didn't know the ship, but he knew that place. He wasn't there long enough? Hard to say when he knew so little.

"There are some people here who lived there."

[theycalledmeacurse]

Rogue was walking along, lost in thought, when a sudden movement in the shadows caught her attention. She'd been on her way home from work, a bag of groceries in one gloved hand, thinking about all the things the City had thrown at them lately. It was because of those thoughts that she really shouldn't have been as startled as she was to see a man start to climb a wall, especially given that she used to be able to do such a thing herself, but she still drew in a quick breath of surprise.

Another, deeper breath to calm her racing heart, and she took a few steps closer before the man got too high to hear her. "I think there's a fire escape around the corner, sugar," she called up to him in her smooth southern drawl, not able to see much from her current angle. "Unless you're looking for a workout, that might be a bit easier for you."

[isthistheregion]

The only reason he knew she was talking to him was the volume of her voice, pitched loud enough to reach him at the point he'd made it to. He did not understand fire escape, or workout, but he knew the words were meant for him. So he stopped, and turned.

The light from a nearby street lamp illuminated his face, reflected off his yellow eyes, cat-like, and for a moment, he was only studying her. What he did next would depend on what he read in her expression.

[theycalledmeacurse]

Rogue blinked at the sight of the man's face, her eyes widening at the sight of his own because the yellow reminded her of someone she'd known once upon a time. Someone whose memory filled her with pain that she stuffed back into the dark corners of her mind where it belonged. Her expression conveyed worry more than anything as a frown stretched over her features - his appearance didn't bother her in the slightest, she was used to others not looking like the Adonis of humanity.

"Are you alright, sugar?" she called up to him, because his appearance did give her concern for his well-being. Whatever had happened to him, it didn't look like it had been overly pleasant.