THE CITY OF SIN: MODS (
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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.cityofsin |
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Rules | FAQ | Taken Characters | Reserves | Applications
→ 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 Scenarios01. 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!
Justine | the Dresden Files
Strange was a relative term but Justine felt as if this classified as such. She felt disoriented and lost like a piece of her had been ripped away from her chest. A name rested on her lips but she knew, somewhere in the rational part of her mind, that he wouldn't come to save her. She'd never been without the court and now she found herself alone on the street in an unfamiliar city. She slowly exhaled before turning and stepping forward. She wasn’t going to wait around and see what might happen next.
Her build was slim with curves that drew the eye down the length of her figure. She wore a full white form-fitting plastic cat suit that covered almost everything while leaving every bend and curve to her figure fully exposed. Her silver-white hair was held up in a bun by a pair of chopsticks while her heels clicked rhythmically against the ground. Her unblemished attire was out of place when presented against the dark city. She walked confidently with her chin held above the doubts and fears that stirred within her chest.
Justine didn't know how long that would last. She was prone to random outbursts of emotions and being here now was putting her on edge. She had to find someone or something familiar.
Party Hard
This was something she knew: elegance, grace and those who spoke as if they were above others. She walked easily through the party looking as if she belonged and yet her beauty stood out. A soft smile teased her rosy red lips, her dark eyes promising something more than simply a polite conversation.
Justine held the stem of a glass pinched between her finger tips. The liquid inside was cold with small bubbles lifting to the surface. She brought the rim to her lips slowly taking a sip before eyeing the others in the room.