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

[diana_abel]

Diana shrugged. "That's okay, I'm an idiot. Ask anyone, they'll tell you. Not really much of a teacher."

Still, she decided she could coax some rhythm out of him.

"The rhythm of life is a powerful beat," she said, trying to sound wise. "Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet." Okay, so she was quoting showtunes. Something told her he wouldn't bust her. "Rhythm in the bedroom, rhythm in the street. The rhythm of life is a powerful beat."

Keep his head distracted. That was the idea. Let the body respond without thinking. She moved a little bit faster, a little more fluid with each step, guiding him along with her.

[neverjoinyou]

He's not sure dancing is a proper use of the Force, but then, he's fresh out of mentors here. And it turns out that allowing himself to listen to the music, allowing her to focus his attention, is a little like training.

After a few minutes, he starts to anticipate the moves, like he would in battle, though this is far more... pleasant.

"What are you talking about?"

[diana_abel]

"A whole lot of nonsense," Diana replied, pleased to see her method paying off. "The words come out. They rarely mean anything. You'll learned that if you spend enough time in the City."

She paused. "You are new, aren't you? I would remember a face like yours."

Diana decided to test him a little, twirling under his arm, her hair swirling around her, giving off the scent of toasted almond.

[neverjoinyou]

He's able to follow the move, having figured out it's like running forms with his lightsaber, but there's a slight frown on his face as she comes back around. He's not used to flirting, so her comment sounds to him like there's something funny about him.

"I'm not sure why you would," he says, because compared to other faces he's seen, it's pretty ordinary.

[diana_abel]

She giggled in delight at his progress. She'd make a dancer out of him yet. Which was more than she could say for the last eight or nine guys she'd danced with.

There was an argument for male finishing school, if she ever heard one. Since when had dancing become such a problem?

Dudes were weird.

"Have you seen you?" she asked.

[neverjoinyou]

Dancing seemed very complicated, so far, and it turned it it wasn't in the moves. That, he was able to follow once he got the idea of it. It was the rest of it tripping him up. Making him self-conscious enough to stop, though at least he didn't step on her feet or drop her.

"Look, if I'm not good at this, we can stop. I didn't want to to begin with."

[diana_abel]

"I never said you weren't good at it," she replied. "In fact, you're better than the average human male. And believe me, I'm an expert in the field of study."

She twirled again, twisting back in and coiling his arm around her waist, before spinning out again. It wasn't even remotely in time with the music, but she had a way of making it work.

Body language was her...third or fourth language. After Gaelic and French and Aramaic.

"But manners. They are a thing. What's your name?"

[neverjoinyou]

By now, he was thoroughly confused by her, between apparently looking weird and being good at this dancing thing and also, hardly anyone here specified human like there was an alternative though it took him longer to parse that.

"Uh," he said. "Luke. Luke Skywalker."

He was starting to feel like maybe they weren't speaking the same language.

[diana_abel]

Oh boy. A Bible name. She immediately felt a little twist in the pit of her stomach. Diana had never had much luck when it came to people with biblical names. But if tonight was about leaving the past dead where it belonged, she supposed, then she would just have to get over that little instinctive twinge.

And anyway, it was a nice name. There was something regal about it. Lyrical.

...or possibly Native American? She wasn't sure.

"Nice to meet you, Luke," she said. "I'm Diana. I sometimes come on a little strong." Fuck you, Wyatt Halliwell. "But it's nice to meet you. And I'm sorry I dragged you out here but...you're pretty good."

He had kept up with her throughout. Which was more than most guys could say.

[neverjoinyou]

"Oh," he said stupidly, running a hand through his already unruly hair. "I mean, hi. I thought for a second you were..." He shrugged. "Making fun of me."

[diana_abel]

She stared at him in genuine shock, blinking her lavender eyes. "What? Oh! No! No, no, of course not. I would never do that."

At least, not at this point in her life. There had been a time when she'd been a terrible person, of course. But she preferred to think of that as someone else's life.

It helped her to sleep better.

"I'm so sorry you thought that."

[neverjoinyou]

Luke cheeks started to turn pink, and he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I don't, um..." He extracted one to wave it vaguely. "Get asked to dance a lot."

Which was a pretty bad way of saying he wasn't quite sure how the whole conversation thing worked, which aside from not really being accurate, was too bald even for him.

[diana_abel]

"Me neither," she said softly. It hadn't always been true.

She lowered her eyes, partially to give him the privacy of embarrassment and partially to hide her own. This wasn't exactly how she'd envisioned the whole 'getting back on the horse' thing. Maybe she ought to give herself a break. Months of torture and isolation could drive anyone's social skills to seed. But she didn't like it.

Sighing, she looked up at him again. "Can I buy you a drink? Peace offering."

[neverjoinyou]

He quirked a brow at her. "Was that a war?" he asked, his innocence now clearly put on. "Because if that's conflict, here, I might have to rethink how angry I am to be stuck here."

[diana_abel]

Not so deer-in-the-headlights now. Diana laughed a genuine, bell-like laugh, eyes gleaming bright. "Oh yes," she said. "A very, very ancient war. One that's existed as long as man and woman have. The trouble is, no one can ever tell whether it's on or off at any given moment."

[neverjoinyou]

Luke smiled, though there was a touch of sadness in his eyes as he was reminded of how unlikely he was to ever know much about that. "I should warn you," he said, "that I'm really bad at fighting."

Again, not exactly the truth--he was great at fighting. Just really bad at wanting to fight.

[diana_abel]

"Me too," she said. She shrugged, her hair sliding off of her shoulder. "So I usually just surrender." She nodded her head in the direction of the bar. "C'mon. Let's get you liquored up."

With a little flounce in her step that wasn't entirely involuntary, she crossed the room.

[neverjoinyou]

Luke hadn't been well and truly drunk since, probably, the celebration after the Battle of Yavin, and he wasn't too sure the Force and booze were a good combination. Still, he'd decided to come to this thing, and he was not one to shy away from that which terrified him, so with a little quirk in his smile he followed.

Just what, he asked himself, do you think you're doing, Skywalker?

In a way, the evening was shaping up a lot more like the holovid-fueled fantasies he'd entertained as a teenager on Tatooine, of running away to the core worlds, and the exotic things he'd experience there, than anything he'd seen in, say, Mos Eisley.

"How long have you been here?" he asked, as he hopped to catch up.

[diana_abel]

"About half a year," she replied, breezing past the other party-goers with an easy air. "Although I've been bouncing around the multiverse for about two years, I think."

She turned around, walking backwards so she could face him. "Have you gotten the whole spiel on how the multiverse works yet? I'm not exactly the most science-y person out there, but I can explain if you want."

Diana seemed to remember getting pretty good at it in Bete Noire.

[neverjoinyou]

Luke spread his hands. "I'm not sure which spiel you mean," he confessed. "I picked up that this places exists somehow outside of time and space, or maybe touching all of it?"

[diana_abel]

Effortlessly, Diana found a place at the bar, flashing a bright smile at the bartender. She didn't even have to use her Awe to get his attention. She knew that she was next on his list.

She owned a mirror. She knew what she looked like.

Setting an elbow on the counter, she cradled her chin in her palm. "Touching all of it is a good way to start. If there are an infinite number of universes out there, imagine them as threads. This place is a knot, where all the threads are tangled up together."

[neverjoinyou]

Luke frowned in thought. It raised questions about the nature of the Force, here and elsewhere. Questions he really wasn't equipped to ask, let alone answer.

"Okay," he said, "but the thing no one's explained to me is how that doesn't, I don't know, impact the rest of these worlds? Create, uh... paradoxes?"

[diana_abel]

"Because while we're here, our worlds are frozen in time. Which can really get to a person's head, but that's a different story."

She hoped that's what he meant by 'paradox.' Diana was only about ninety percent sure what the word actually meant, outside of the Gilbert and Sullivan use.

"For example," she said, "my friend Draco is here. And there's another guy from his world too. Harry. But Harry has no memory of Draco ever disappearing from his world. And vice versa."

[neverjoinyou]

Luke's gaze went a bit distant, as he tried to take that in, shape it into something that fit in his brain.

"Doesn't that mean," he said after a moment, "that we must get back, eventually?"

[diana_abel]

"I hope not," Diana replied.

Conveniently enough, the bartender showed up at that moment, flashing a row of white and perfect teeth.

Diana gestured to Luke. "Anything you like. On me."