Test Drive Meme 010

[sinfulmods]

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 | cityofsin_logs | cityofsin_ooc
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 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

[ibiza]

Honestly, Margo couldn’t find it within herself to stop being worried, but Eliot was a little bit of a comfort for her. She smiled a tight-lipped smile and nodded, agreeing that getting out of the cold was a good idea and getting drinks was even better. Her arm slipped around his waist with ease, like it belonged there.

“Here’s hoping this place has better booze than Fillory.” Margo smirked. It was a joke, but a sincere prayer of sorts. In all of the time that she’d spent away from home in Castle Whitespire she hadn’t had a single decent alcoholic beverage save for the drinks she’d taken from Eliot’s flask.

“So…” She turned her head and looked up at Eliot. “How long have you been here? Because I’m getting the feeling it’s been longer than I think.”

[thegreatestproject]

"That and more," Eliot promised her in response to the question of booze. Not that he'd know from experience, but if Fillory was lacking in the alcohol department, there was a good chance it was scant on other intoxicants. At least in comparison to the City.

As for her other question: "Yeah. Welcome back to the headache that is Time and Our Lives." He managed to make it sound like the title of a soap opera. It wasn't difficult. "It's been a little over three months since I dropped out of the Neitherlands."

Which was certainly long enough to establish a solid mental database of bars in each district. The one he steered them towards was a dim, hushed cocktail establishment, where each table was ensconced in its own little alcove for the purposes of privacy. Eventually, Margo would get the grand introduction to the City she deserved, but for now? They needed a hole in the wall. Somewhere they wouldn't be bothered or noticed overmuch.

[ibiza]

The promise of libations lifted Margo’s spirits a little bit, not that seeing Eliot wasn’t enough to bring a smile to her face. It was just that hopping to yet another world had left her a little dizzy and, well, that called for some decent alcohol.

“Seriously?” Her eyebrows raised. “God, I’ll never stop hating how time works differently in different worlds. I mean, apparently you’ve never…” Been a high king in Fillory. Margo couldn’t finish her sentence. She just put her hand to her forehead, shook her head, and sighed. “I don’t know. I’m beginning to get that every day we’re redefining crazy, so…” She shrugged.

The place Eliot led them to wasn’t so bad, and Margo had been dreading the worst knowing their history. She liked the vibe it gave off. Slipping into a seat, she smiled across the table at Eliot.

“So, is this where you’ve been sipping martinis for three months?” She leaned forward slightly.

[thegreatestproject]

Timing was everything. If Margo had gotten to the city a few weeks earlier, she would have found Eliot in a very different state. But given how on-the-rocks things had been between them when he'd dropped in here? He was more than ready to seize the moment and push the reset button on all of it.

"Among other places," he half-shrugged. The question of where to start was still hovering, though at the same time, the conversation was already settling into a comfortable flow. If they just went with it, they'd find their way.

"Trust me, we don't even have it the worst. There's a guy here in his twenties who spent time being roommates with his grown-up son."