cityofsin_ooc | Test Drive Meme 008

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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
→ 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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He didn't move away from her as he responded. There used to be a time Thomas would hide things from her, but in the end that had done nothing but leave Justine vulnerable. He shook his head, looking, just barely close enough to feel her breath. It wasn't much, but it was something.

"There are people here, sure, but none I know."

"It's the same for me." She hoped that Thomas would be the only member of the White Court to arrive in this world. She wanted him to be safe and as happy as was possible. He deserved to be happy. She knew that he wrestled with his demon and it would be a part of himself that he always hated.

Justine's head titled towards him, her cheek coming to rest on his shoulder. She made sure to keep her cheek pressed against the fabric of his shirt and nothing else. She was happy to see him.

"I don't know what to do." It wasn't an admission she liked but this situation was outside of anything she had experiance with. She knew how to follow more than she knew how to stand on her two feet.

Thomas laced his fingers in hers, not wanting to pull away but knowing they needed to do something other than simply standing around. Her presence was always a double-edged sword. She gave him strength, but also a responsibility. Whenever he knew she was safe, Thomas could do what needed to be done. Here, at his side, she would need protection.

He needed a weapon, and for that, he needed money.

"Well, we could be tourists." It was a dodge, a sarcastic remark to cover up his nerves, and she'd see right through it, like she always did.

Justine felt the tension in his shoulders as she rested her head against him. This would be hard for him, it would be hard for both of them, and she didn't want to become that sort of burden. Her thumb lightly rubbed against the back of his hand as she molded against him.

She's missed being so close.

"Did you arrive with anything?" She asked in a soft voice, hoping that a solution could rise between them. She knew he was nervous and the best she could do to ease that was come up with a plan. "I had a phone. Perhaps there is something more if people are showing up here." She looked up at him and smiled more confidently then she might have if she was alone. "We'll find a way to live here while figuring out what's happening." It was all they could do for now.

"That's all we can do." It wasn't much, it was hardly anything at all, but it was something. When they were together, there was little that could stand in their way. With all they'd been through, they could face the world.

But that was speaking of a world they knew, understood. This was a world of questions to which he didn't have an answer. He shook his head at her question. "I didn't show up with anything useful. Somehow, I think Mastercard isn't accepted across dimensions." He took a steadying breath.

"This place doesn't seem particularly dangerous, though." At least not yet. "Looks, however, can be deceiving."

"We won't be deceived." She replied in a cool tone. Her dark eyes turned from him towards the city around them. The city might be different but people don't change. There are things that drive them and secrets that they hold. All Justine needed to do was find information that Thomas could use.

Her free hand lightly glided along his spine, her gloved fingers rubbing in a comforting circle.

"There are most likely others. I can ask for help." She was skilled at appearing defenseless and it was a skill she could use here, to help him now.

He smiled somewhat ruefully at her declaration. More than once in the past she'd used that very skill to go behind his back and garner him aid when he hadn't even asked for it, involving his brother in things he'd rather he stay far away from. He couldn't hold it against her, of course. In more than one instance, it had proven to be his saving grace. Over the last few years, he'd had to come to terms with the fact that Justine was just as good at taking care of him as he was of her.

"Yeah, you could. It might at least let us get a better handle on this situation."

A smiled touched her lips at his acceptance. She'd do anything for him and he knew that. Even if he hadn't agreed to let her help, she would have done it anyway. It was simply in her nature.

"Let's find a safe place first. Once we have that we can meet back there and plan." It would most likely be a location that was moved in the future but they needed someplace safe. Without money it would have to be some place discrete but also easy to get to. She didn't know how hard it would be to find a safe place.

A safe place with no money and no influence was a tall order, but not completely unattainable. He might be able to secure them a back room or a private room at least in a bar or gentleman's club with the right words, but that was yet to be seen. It all depended on whether or not he could influence these people, and what sort of people they were in the first place. The city was like none he'd ever seen, and that was disconcerting.

"I'm thinking...maybe a boarding house, where we can work to earn our keep? I don't know. I have no idea what we'll find here."

The idea of earning their keep worried Justine but she tried to hide it. She didn't know what they'd find either and if Thomas's nature was discovered it could prove disastrous. In the same light it might mean something else here. Not knowing bothered her.

"We'll find out together." She hugged him tightly not wanting to pull away. After a moment her thin frame shifted so that she was standing next to him, though she kept herself pressed against him. It relaxed her to have him close.

Thomas adjusted as well, moving to her side, lacing his fingers in her gloved hand. She was right, they'd find out together or not at all. There was no way he was going to leave her to her own devices in this unknown place, and he wouldn't have in Chicago, either.

He nodded once, agreeing with her terms.

"Well, here we go."

Justine molds herself against his side as they walk forward, a small smile pulling at her lips as she enjoys the comfort that comes with his presence. Things will be different in this city and she can only pray that it might be a good thing.

"What sort of work will we find here Thomas?" It was a tentative question but one that they should be ready for. Thomas knew that Justine would do anything for him but she didn't know what would be expected now.

Taking a breath, Thomas smiled, looking over to his, well, his Justine, his expression once again confident. She was relying on him for a plan, and preparing for the unknown wasn't something they'd never had to do before, it'd just been a while. Things were different now, but without the White Court breathing down their necks, here, it could only be safer.

"Well, I've learned how to do some things, but we should find out what that might get us around here, first. We can't be the only ones here. If we play the helpless newcomers, surely someone'll bite."

Justine felt a familiar smile touch her lips. "I think I can play helpless." She rested her head against his side as she they walked. It might not have looked comfortable but walking pressed against him was the sort of thing she was used to. It was nice to be able to stand so close to him again, even if it was through a thin layer of plastic.

"Logically there would be others. Maybe from other places?" This wasn't a city that she knew which meant that others were most likely chosen as well. She wasn't sure the reason yet but they had no welcome, no ransom. Whatever the plan was they have time to figure it out.

One thing Thomas wasn't worried about was a ransom. His family had disowned him, disavowed him even. They'd cut off his stipend, and as far as they were concerned, he could be dead for all they cared. At least, that was the official story. He kept in communication with his elder sister, but it was on the down low. It wouldn't due for her to be found consorting with the exiled one, after all.

And this didn't feel like a kidnapping. It felt more like some weird, fae dislocation. He scoffed at the thought, shaking his head. If that had been the reason for their ending up here, Harry probably had something to do with it, which meant they'd be running into his little brother at some point. Looking around at their unfamiliar surroundings, he off-handedly noted exactly how little he'd mind that.

"I think you're the mistress of helpless, love." He nodded as they continued on their way down the street, noting places as he passed them. It would be beneficial to both of them if they familiarized themselves with the place. "It's sort of weird to think about, but you're probably right." But how 'other' they were talking was anyone's guess.

Justine's eyes followed Thomas's across the city scape. She made mental notes on anything she thought might help them though she knows that he'd be able retain more than her when it comes to locations and sights.

They each had their different strengths and they would play to what they knew. She was skilled at appearing helpless just as Thomas was skilled at appear foolish. They were skills they've each honed and perfected to use and with Thomas near Justine felt as if she might be able too.

The smile on her lips remained set while her heart fluttered with his words. She felt her lips part as a steady calm falls over her shoulders. "Thank you." Her head cant to the side as she continued. "Do you think Harry is here?" She knew he was thinking it and considering trouble followed that man around she could only assume he's somewhere in the middle of this mess.

It was a question that had been playing through his mind, too, and he glanced over to her briefly as he considered her words. Was his little brother here? It was very possible, especially if this was all caused by something he'd been looking into. Of course, it was equally possible that, instead of being whisked away along with them, he was on the other side, trying to work out how to make everything right.

That idea didn't sit quite to well with him, seeing as that may very well mean the wizard would need his help before it was all said and done. He licked his lips and rolled his shoulder in a shrug.

"He might be, yeah, I don't know, though. Wherever he is, I hope he's safe." Because I have no idea how to get to him.

Justine lightly presses her gloved hand against his chest as they walk. She wanted to comfort him but she wouldn't lie to him either. Harry was amazingly lucky as well as powerful. While she was worried for Thomas's sake she knew that whatever he ran into he'd find a way out of.

It was his gift or perhaps a family trait.

"He'll be fine. You know that he won't stop and he has more allies than just us." She'd rather that her and Thomas be ready to help him should they cross paths.

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