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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"Emma?"

Neal stared at her, his heart jumping in his chest. This can't be happening. He'd promised to stay away from her and now she's standing in front of him. His anger rose mixing with frustration and fear.

"This can't be happening." The words left his lips in a frantic rush. "What are you doing here? I need to go."

He looked skittish but also confused and pensive. He didn't want to lose his shit now but everything was going from bad to worse. He didn't know what to do, this wasn't New York and he had no where to run.

"Last time I checked," She said sarcastically. She couldn't believe that he was standing in front of her. She thought that she would never have to see him again. She never wanted to see him again. She should be angry, and she will be later, but for now he is familiar.

And he's walking away..... wait... what?

"Wait! Don't go," She reaches out to grasp his arm, pretty sure that she would never utter those words in her life, especially to him.

"Why are you running... this time?"

Neal turned to look to her, held in place by her words and her grip. He exhaled a slow breath before running his fingers through his hair. Damn it Emma. This didn't feel like the right place to speak with her.

"No, not here. We'll talk somewhere else." Except he realized that he had no idea where to go. "Damn it Emma. I never wanted to leave you there."

This was so hard and every since word tore at him. He hated himself, his father, the whole damn world but he couldn't run away from everything. "I got a visit from your friend. He said I had to stay away from you." After all that time of running and the person he fell in love with was from the Enchanted Forest.

"You don't get to make decisions for me anymore Neal," Emma said suddenly. She shrank back into herself upset with herself for getting emotional with him. She swore that if she ever saw him again, emotional would be the last thing she would be.

"So you thought prison was the better option?" Emma spat out. "What friend, I don't have friends, well not many anyway."

"I ran into pinocchio."

It wasn't a joke but somehow it felt cruel and sick. It was good to see Emma again and while Neal's continued living since then he's never completely forgotten her. It's hard to just forget someone you love. Even so he left, to protect himself and to protect her. Now she's here as if this world was laughing at them and their fates. He hated it and wished there was a way to drown his frustration.

"It looks like you turned things around." She looked better than he did.

"I can't believe you took the word of Pinocchio, who is known to lie by the way," She said with a humorless laugh. "I wonder if there is a bar around here?" She said, looking around. She spotted one down the way, a smile coloring her features suddenly.

"Drink?" She said. She didn't give him much of a choice, walking to the bar. "Did you leave because you found out who I really was? That I was the Savior, whatever the hell that means." She stated, bitterly. She had issues sue her. She clutched the necklace in her fist, a move that she adopted when she was wrestling with something.

"I broke the curse, and Gold hired me to find his son," She paused, not sure if she could continue. "You said that it looked like things turned out alright. They did, if you think having a child in prison is a good thing."

"Yeah." A drink would be perfect right now and in the end, Neal didn't feel like he had a choice. "He knew who I was..." His voice was soft and defeated. "What was I supposed to do?" His steps behind her felt like a shadow.

He was grateful for the bar and the idea of having a beer or three. "I left because I knew if I stayed my father would find me." It all sounded like an excuse but he'd spent so long running. He couldn't risk being found. What he didn't realize was his decision that day made it possible for Rumple to find him.

It wasn't until her last comment that Neal looked over at her. His eyes were wide as shock stopped all other thought. "You were pregnant?" There was one thought that slipped past his shock: if he had known then, would he have left her there? Neal knew the answer and he hated himself even more for it. He'd have never left her side if he knew. "Emma I didn't..." It was going to sound like another excuse.

"I'm sorry." Those words didn't feel like they were good enough.

Emma shrugged her shoulders some, making it seem like it hadn't been much of a hardship when in fact it was the one thing in her life that had defined her more than anything.

"Rumple did find you," Emma said quietly. "I didn't know that Baelfyre was you though. I didn't want to leave Henry, especially since we just got back, so I brought him with me.

She took a long sip of her drink. "I lied to him.... I told him you died. What kind of mother does that?"

Neal waved a hand begging the bartender for two beers. He pointed to one of the tap beers hoping that it was acceptable because he needed something. Maybe he needed the alcohol, maybe something to wrap his hands around or many just another excuse.

He exhaled a slow breath, his gaze returning to Emma only to look away again. He can tell that she's trying but he wasn't an ass enough to point it out.

"The kind that wants to protect their son..." His voice trailed off. "I wouldn't have told him about me either." He can't even be mad at her, he had no right to and yet his anger boiled, thrived and pulsed beneath his skin. He failed his son but at the end of the day he's only angry at himself. "I can bet you're a wonderful mother." Neal looked up at her. "because you love him."

He exhaled a slow breath. "I notice you still have it." He pointed to the necklace grabbing at the beer as the bartender placed it in front of each of them. He didn't take a sip but wrapped his fingers around the cool glass as if that alone might ground him into place.

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Your Neal is great!

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