cityofsin_ooc | 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
→ 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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This is absolutely a mess. A huge mess. Albus has had a few days to settle in but it doesn't mean he's used to it yet. Seeing people he knows-but-doesn't-know makes him feel a little crazy, but at least there's so much happening that he can distract himself with it. It means he has his head in the clouds a lot, but mostly he can take care of himself.

Still, it doesn't prepare him to see ... who? "Shit," is all he says at first when he almost runs into... It isn't himself, it isn't his brother, it's... Damn, he couldn't catch a break if it fell directly into his lap.

"You have got to be kidding me." Yeah, okay, probably not the best thing to say as an introduction. Still, it's clear enough he's not some crazy doppelganger: his hair is dark and messy but his eyes are a darker green than Harry's ever were and he's got no glasses, no scar. That and at the cuffs of his long sleeves, the ends of winding tattoos poke out. He just looks so dubious. What did he do to deserve this, again?

"Well." Harry stops and looks as if he's about to say something towards his not-doppleganger, but then there's an effort made to stop, think, and actually process before speaking. It's something he's still struggling with, and maybe the Harry Albus knows has mastered it or maybe he prefers other skills.

"Hullo."

"Hullo." The Harry Albus knows is a bit better at it but it's clear that Albus hasn't quite reached that point of grace: something wars in his expression briefly before he inhales slow and exhales slower, looking a bit as though he's trying to ground himself.

"Harry, right?" It takes a lot of effort not to instinctively say dad but it's easier, looking at him so much younger than he remembers. He scrubs a hand over his face habitually. "Sorry, yeah. You look new. Are you new? I've only been here a few days so I'm not a huge help."

A beat. "Albus."

"Pleasure to meet you, Albus." When he's recognized, there's a flicker of tightness around his eyes, but beyond that he smiles and offers to shake hands with Albus. Harry is in his mid-twenties and he's comfortable with being known and staying polite through it all. "It shows, does it? Neither of us have quite the right patina for this city, I think."

"Have you come across any others from home?"

He's a bit older than Albus then, who has for his few days been upset at being the oldest one. He recognizes that look but pushes past it, smiling and shaking Harry's hand and feeling incredibly awkward about it at the same time. "You too," he says, which feels even more awkward in his mouth. "Not quite the right look for having been here ages, no. When that happens, it's obvious."

He breathes again, shrugs. "Yeah. A couple. My best friend Scorpius and his dad, but they're not the right ages. This place is... It was explained to me as a sort of place between worlds because the people here are from all different ones and all different times. Makes me feel like I've been on the wrong end of a time turner, though."

"It's all a bit much, but we'll make do." Harry isn't too sure he believes what he's saying, but he'll keep on repeating it until he believes it himself. There will be a way home, they'll find it, and they'll get back before too much time has passed. He has things to do!

"Do I dare ask what year it was when you left home?"

Albus opens his mouth once, closes it again, frowns. It's a big jump, but finally he swallows a nervous smile and scratches the back of his neck before answering. "Twenty Twenty-nine."

Yes, well, that's quite a lot, isn't it.

"Don't tell me if there aren't hovercars, resurrected dinosaurs, and a British win at Wimbledon and the Euro Cup; let me imagine the future as I'm sure it must be." Of course, the British teams are winning because of the dinosaurs. Right? Right.

Harry knows that's a fairly muggle list of outlandish expectations, but he can't quite imagine that the wizard world would've changed all that much.

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