THE CITY OF SIN: MODS (
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Test Drive 012
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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 |
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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 Scenarios01. 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. Network: There's a network device in your pocket - or at least a familiar object that seems to work in mysterious ways. Perhaps you can take to that and ask for a bit of help? Or maybe you'd prefer to have a little fun with all of this. Surely someone will reply.
08. Wild Card:Choose your own adventure in the game's setting!
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She answered his questions in just as quick a succession as he asked them. Quietly, as he had spoken. “A few hours – nope – not a damn clue – somewhere that likes to keep its cards too close to its chest for my liking.” She and patience for situations where she was being played with don’t go along well. As in, she had none for it. “If it were Mojo-shit, we’d never hear the end of it, you’re right.” Endless gloating, anyone?
“I got keys too. Do you think it’s to a treasure chest with forty million dollars in it?” Unlikely, but a lady can dream, okay? She pulled out her keys as well, from where they were tucked somewhat uncomfortably in her bra. What? It’s like an extra pocket, don’t judge. “Are they cut the same?”
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There were a few benches outside the Tower, so Remy slowed to a stop in front of one and took a seat with a quiet sigh.
"You... don't think Snow is behind this, do you?"
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She plopped down beside him on the bench and let out a sigh. “I dunno. He probably could if he wanted to – whether he would or not, I guess is a different question. Probably though. He probably would. I could see it. If so, I’ll personally deliver a dick-punch to him. Also maybe some Words about how he could have at least sent us in a comfy jet, because I think I have a knot in my neck. If it was him, maybe this is the stupidest team building mission ever . . . considering we’re sans some members here at least for now. Maybe these keys open rooms where the rest of them are located.”
That got semi-dark.
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She got the archiest of arched eyebrows as she mused about team building exercises.
"Seems doubtful, unless... Well, yeah, having the others in locked rooms or something. Still. He's never much cared about team cohesiveness before."
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“Well, since I kind of do, I’d say the sooner we get answers the better. If others are here and we find them, maybe they got some insights or something.”
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He pulled out the cellphone, swiping it unlocked to look over the contacts in it. He'd poked through it when he'd first arrived, thinking it would give him some clues, or at least tell him who the phone belonged to. That hadn't happened, but he did notice a small list of names and numbers.
"Not sure who these people are, but I know for sure this ain't all the people in the City. It ain't even all the people in that party. So... why these names?" He held it out to show her, "Yours look the same? ... You're on here..."