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Test Drive Meme 008

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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Completely unaware of someone sneaking in through the back door, Claire stands in the bedroom that had once belonged to another immortal before she claimed it as her own. She hadn't touched most of the things that had been left behind but mainly just inserted her own, meager possessions in along with them. She still didn't feel right getting rid of Caius' things. Eventually, maybe, but still not right now.

She is just tugging on a shirt over a pair of shorts when she hears the call through the apartment. At first, it doesn't register as being strange. That lasts for a second before her breath hitches slightly in surprise (and a tinge) of fear. Then it really clicks and she is flying out of the bedroom to see if it's really who she thinks it is.

At the sight of Caius, she skids to a stop and holds her breath. There is a chance he won't recognize her but maybe....

"Do you know who I am?"

In the time it took for Claire to emerge, Caius was shrugging out of his jacket when bright blue eyes met with her face. To him, it felt like it was just yesterday, and honestly, maybe it was. Or, at least no more than a week, tops. He spotted the little extras, little things that belonged to her, but all in all, the place was still exactly as he last remembered it.

Caius crossed the room slowly towards her, eyeing her with a mock look of offense. "Are you serious, Lucy?" he joked. "Or, wait, it's Melissa, right?"

Now he was just being mean.

"No! It's.. okay," Caius shook his head. Finally he relented and gave a nod. "Of course, I remember you, Claire. I don't think I could have forgotten you, of all people."

He should feel bad because there was a moment there when her features started to fall at the fact that he was tossing different names at her. She knew what a joker he could be at times but there was still a quick feeling of her heart sinking with the possibility he might not know her. Again.

Then he relented and all her hair left her in a whoosh. "Thank god. You had me freaked for a moment there."

And just for that, he got a quick, light, punch to the shoulder before she was suddenly launching herself into his arms with a laugh. She wrapped her own around his neck, clinging to him as she hugged him within an inch of his life. Which was saying something considering...

Okay, he might have felt a little bad. Especially when she looked at him the way she did and was the whole reason he cut the teasing short. Really, he couldn't do that to her.

Both arms went around her completely and as he held her off her feet Caius let out a soft laugh; an endearing one. "So, I take it you missed me?" he asked, slowly putting her back down so he could look at her.

"How long have I been gone?"

She enjoyed the laugh and the chance that she was getting to hear it again. Pressing her face against his hair, she let his scent wrap around her as she had a strange, flash of an urge to cry. It wasn't often that people were brought back to her. She had lost a lot of friends over the years and so it was nice to have him back again.

"I beyond missed you." She admitted when he set her back down, her arms relaxing around him as she flashed him another, beaming smile.

"About a month." Came the answer then. "How long was it for you?"

It wasn't forgotten how time seemed to go in the City. It felt a hell of a lot longer than it actually was. Then again, he'd just went through two years in about a month and though it didn't feel like it, that was how it went.

But he was happy to be back. He felt like he was needed here.

There was no surprise on Caius' face when Claire told him how long it had been. Both hands moved to her upper arms where he gave a gentle squeeze. "Two years. Long enough to realise a few things."

Caius gave her forehead a kiss and he stepped back. "I smell coffee. Let's grab some and then you can tell me what I missed."

"Two years? Wow." She breathed, thinking it wasn't the worse she had heard but she was sure that it was still a lot to take in. Especially to come back and find that only a month had passed since you were last somewhere.

She leaned into the little kiss before shifting back and wrinkling her nose. "Do I have to? Can't we just talk about what happened with you?"

There was no hesitation to lead him into the kitchen though, heading straight for the coffee pot where she did truly have some coffee freshly brewed. He would find that she had done very little in his kitchen too though there were new things here and there that were definitely hers. She used the kitchen quite a bit.

Fetching him a cup and filling it up, she huffed. "You missed a lot actually. Or maybe that's just how it feels. It seems like the whole damn city went mental for awhile though." She turned to offer him the cup. "I was arrested at one point and....well, you missed Halloween."

Again, a slight wrinkling to her nose.

No, he'd heard people returning with a lot more years under their belt. And for him, years sometimes felt like a couple months which Claire would come to understand eventually, too.

"Please?" he asked softly.

Following her, the immortal's eyes drift across the area. Good. It was the reason he left it to her, and figured she'd eventually start making things her own. But even with the little personal items he sees now, Caius got a sense she didn't really want to completely move in and make it hers. In fact, a lot of his things were still scattered about, left in the exact same spots he remembered leaving them.

Sliding a chair out to sit at the table, Caius watched her over the island. His brow pinched, but his lips twitched in an amused, albeit confused face. "You got arrested. How the hell did that happen?"

He'll get to what happened at Halloween in a minute..

There were times when time seemed to move slower for her than for others and that wasn't just the City messing with them. It happened a lot at night when she was alone and left with her thoughts. She knew it would be worse for him though. A lot worse considering that he was a lot older than she was. Even older than Adam.

"Fine." She huffed at him again.

After setting the coffee in front of him, she turned back to get herself a cup too. At one time she had been the type to drink it with a ton of milk and sugar but, over time, she trained herself to drink it black. So it wasn't long before she was cradling her cup between her hands and turning to face him again, leaning casually against the counter while she looked at him.

"I was walking home when this guy started walking behind me. Looking back now, I don't think he was doing anything wrong but I just got really...freaked out." And she had good reasons for it too. "I told him to stop and I was so sure he told me no. After that, I don't know. The next thing I remember, he is laying on the ground and I'm being screamed at by some cops to stop hitting him. He's fine but I feel horrible over it."

She sighed. "I don't even know what came over me."

He murmured a 'thanks' and went on to watch her, brow dipping in concerned fashion at hearing the summary of the experience. It was worrying to hear it. Especially because Claire didn't seem the type to fly off the handle like that. True enough, everyone had their breaking points and to add fear on top of it mostly made sense.

Caius took a cautious sip of his own black coffee and let out a soft sigh. Fucking City.. he thought. "Has this happened before? Or, since?"

He doesn't remember her mentioning it while he was here anyway.

"Not really, not since." She shook her head while looking up at him again, biting the inside of her cheek. "Honestly, I've just sort of holed up in the apartment except for when I have to go downstairs to work in the club."

Yes, she was aware of how lame that sounded. She was pretty sure that no one had really noticed though which suited her fine. Then she smiled again. "Of course that means I end up with a shameful amount of baking just for one person."

It did sound pretty lame. But, he couldn't blame her.

His grin turned up again as he lifted his mug, but before he sipped he has to ask, "Well, now there's two people and you already know how much I love food, so.."

Swallowing up a mouthful of coffee, his smile disappeared again and she could probably anticipate now where Caius was going to steer the conversation.

"So how is the club doing? And what did I miss on Halloween that was lumped into you getting arrested. Did something happen?"

"At least for a little bit." She nodded as she realized that having him back would probably change a few things. "It will take me a little bit to find another place but I can move my things out of your room. I can take the couch until I can move out?"

"The club is doing fine. It sucked not having you around but we held our own." She nodded, shifting to move forward so she could lean against the island while she continues talking to him. "We had to shut down for a few days though. There was an attack at the Halloween party that was being thrown here and there was some damage because of it. But don't worry! It's all as good as new."

Caius gave her a confused look. But by the time he opened his mouth to make a comment about that, Claire was moving on. So, yeah, he'd come back around to that part about moving soon enough.

Hearing about the party wasn't the problem. He likely would have done the same thing if he never went anywhere. What got him was the actual 'attack' part.

"What do you mean an attack? Demons, or actual an actual citizen attacking another? And where was Gork?" Being that his friend was one himself he might have been able to do something.

"No, it was something big and demony." Claire replied, tucking some hair back from her face. "Gork wasn't around and I had actually stepped out, so I missed the whole thing. I came back to the aftermath though and that was slightly heart attack inducing."

A slight pause and a faint smirk. "Well, if I could get a heart attack, that is."

This was the sort of news that one would hear and feel the need to go check out, but by looking at Claire, Caius got the sense that maybe it wasn't as bad as it sounded. Still, his eyes grew wide in disbelief and he mouthed the words 'big and demony'.

"Inside the club? What the fuck happened? What sort of aftermath are we talking?" he questioned in rapid fire.

Was there even a business left to run? It wasn't something he was able to notice since he came in from the back.

"Whoa whoa." Claire could see him getting a little freaked out and potentially two seconds from jumping up to race downstairs. Setting down her coffee cup, she moved around the island to his side.

"Just a bit of damage but nothing that wasn't fixable. Lydia got some people to help so we could work day and night to get things cleaned up. We're good to go again." She reassured him, laying her hand on his arm to give it a gentle squeeze. "Sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out."

He was granted a minor freak out given how much blood, sweat and tears he put into the place; a natural reaction mostly. Caius watches her as she comes close and he looks at her face as Claire explains further.

Expression softens at the physical contact and he visibly breathes.

"It's fine, I just want to know happened. Was this the City's doing?"

He expects yes given it had to do with a demon. But be damned if he didn't want to know if the attack was on the place itself, or a person in particular.

"Was anyone hurt?"

Claire understood why he was freaking out a little, especially knowing what he had put into the place and how much care he had shown it. That was partially why she tried so hard to look after it and not to change much. Maybe because she had been holding out hope that he would come back.

"It probably was. Isn't it always the City's doing?" She asked before sighing. "There was injuries, even some serious ones, but I don't think anyone died? Don't quote me on that though. The best person to ask would be Lydia because she was there. She was shaken up, I think, but she held it together."

"Other than that, I don't think you missed much. But again, don't ask me because I'm sort of a hermit these days."

He wasn't sure why, but the comment Claire made and the nonchalance that seemed to follow it had him almost burst into laughter and the pull of his lips alluded to that. Caius nodded in understanding though, and took another drink of his coffee.

"I'll go down and see her later." A pause and he got serious again, brow pinched in curiosity. "Why's that? Being a hermit I mean."

Of, course, he knew what she meant. Had he the choice the Roman would stick around home and futz with one thing, or another.

Claire caught the near laughter and the reaction had her brows drawing together in a brief glimmer of confusion. She hadn't caught on to what she said and how it might seem strange or so nonchalant. She hadn't realized how 'immortal' she had started becoming these days.

Then she shrugged a little. "I don't know. It's just how I feel lately. Maybe it's just a world weary...something, I don't know."

She wasn't sure she could explain it. Maybe it was the events of the last few weeks that had made her want to stay in but she was feeling a strange disconnect from most things. She mulled it over as she leaned against his side, her gaze growing distant for a moment until she remembered that she wasn't alone in the apartment anymore. "I'm sure that's normal, isn't it?"

The change in behavior had him putting down his mug and reaching to take her other arm, fingers wrapping loosely around her wrist to pull her closer. He could tell she was having some trouble with something, maybe even her immortality and all the downfalls that came with it. Caius understood.

"Come here," he instructed, turning her easily before bringing her down to sit on his lap in a perpendicular fashion. Both arms around her waist and he looked at her with a warm expression of support. "Sometimes, but you are thinking more like an immortal now. Do you even realise how casual you sounded when you said 'no one died'? It's normal, but you can't focus on that."

Claire hadn't even realized the drastic slip in her behavior or how quickly it had come on. It would probably remind her of the times she had sat and talked to Adam back in the Village, and how her heart had ached for him when he talked about the long years that he had spent locked up. It had been overwhelming at times to think that could be her. Not the locked up part but the immortality and what it meant. What it truly meant.

Looking down at Caius as he caught her arm, she gracefully turned into the move as he tugged her down onto his lap like it was a natural move for them both. The ease of it caused a small smile to tug at the corners of her mouth at first but then she blinked before looking almost sheepish. "Did I really sound that bad?"

"A little, especially given you haven't reached the 100 year mark yet." Caius said, eyes looking up at her. He was giving her a half smile, one that was more sympathetic than anything else. For him, it took a lot longer and it wasn't anyone that caught him saying it. He caught himself.

Caius sighed a little and shook his head. There was nothing he could say that would make any of it any easier. It was a curse, in the end. One she would have to deal with her on her own in her world. But by the way he tightened his hold around her warmly, she wasn't alone there in the City.

After that serious moment passed, he smiled again. "But you don't get to be a hermit here. Not while I'm around."

Claire's gaze flickered down to his collarbone when she found it hard to meet his eyes. Somehow it bothered her to hear the hundred year mark and she couldn't stop herself from thinking of the dark future that Peter had warned her about. It was something she hadn't really talked about with anyone else though she wondered if more and more glimpses of that possibility were still there. Even if supposedly the events leading to then had changed.

Maybe that was a fate she couldn't escape.

"Oh yeah?" She asked once the moment passed and she could look at him again, smirking. "And just how are you going to do that? Storm into my place and drag me out every chance you get?"

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