Test Drive Meme 010

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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.

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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, filling 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 its 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 its 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!

Comments

[mumshere]

"Oh."

The smile was frozen on Newt's face, but as much as it hadn't been in his eyes before, it had just drained out a bit further. Malfoy -- he knew of Septimus Malfoy by reputation, as well as a handful of others... never heard of a Draco, nor the surname Xavier, but he also didn't pay the most attention to pureblood politicking.

Anyway, the lad was being cordial to him. So although that oh had escaped before he could stop it, Newt wouldn't comment any further.

"Yes, good." He gave Draco's hand another solid shake before letting go, slipping his hands into his coat pockets. "I don't suppose we could go somewhere and you could explain all this? I'm in rather a hurry, I'm afraid. Left something very important at home."

[alphaophiuchi]

Somehow, he'd known that would happen. Probably could've stuck to his first name only, in hindsight.

There was no denying that Draco's shoulders slumped in obvious disappointment, for a few reasons. Mostly, it was the fact that his family name once again got doors slammed in his face, rather than opening them the way his father always promised they would. It was exhausting, to be quite frank.

But at least Newt wasn't yet going anywhere, and he seemed to be giving him a second chance to redeem his family's name where Lucius and all those forefathers hadn't. "Happily. Though I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere anytime soon - there's no way out. It may be somewhat reassuring to know, however," He paused, gesturing for Newt to join him as he led the way towards a very public cafe. There was nothing untoward here. He did not dabble in the Dark Arts, and Newt wasn't about to get kidnapped or something. "That time has been said to stop when we arrive here, insofar as things back home will wait.

"Most people have something important to get back to, after all."

[mumshere]

Desperation, Newt supposed, made for strange bedfellows.

"When I say I left it 'at home,' I mean I actually left it on a ship," he specified as he started to follow Draco toward the cafe. "A — a case of magical creatures. Could be disastrous if they get loose again. Are you certain time stops outside this place?"

[alphaophiuchi]

"That's a terribly inconvenient place to leave a case of magical creatures," Draco remarked thoughtfully, frowning slightly. Best to focus on this, instead of their previous topic. "I imagine that would be entirely disastrous, regardless. What keeps them in the case?

"And no, I'm not sure of anything, but I've been here four years, and no one from my future has said anything was off yet."

[mumshere]

"Latches," he answered, quick and simple, before Draco mentioned —

"Four years?" Whether time stopped or not, that was... extreme. "Are you joking?"

[alphaophiuchi]

His eyebrows merely arched at that. Latches hardly seemed the best way to keep magical creatures safely enclosed.

(Bloody Hufflepuffs. So trusting.)

He inhaled, rubbing his temples in mild exasperation. "No, I'm not joking. That's quite the time to whip out, isn't it? Who lies about being somewhere for four years if they haven't?"

[mumshere]

Draco did have a point. And yet.

"Well, it's just a lot to take in. You understand." He did, didn't he?

[alphaophiuchi]

"Of course. I went through this once upon a time too, after all," he replied, shrugging slightly before he let out another little sigh. "All right. So what is it you want to know first?"