DECEMBER TEST DRIVE

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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

• Got a character you're thinking of reserving/apping this round? PUT THEM HERE! • Threads here can count as your third person sample! • Comment with your character's name and canon! • This is open to everyone! Also, test drivers can tag other test drivers. :) • Make up your own scenario or have them walk into all the doors or leave it blank for others to do it for you! Reserves are here, and open on November 24th at 12:01AM CST. Application information (including the list of pending apps) is here, and they open on December 1st at 12:01AM CST. OPTIONAL SCENARIO: After your character receives his or her bracelet and the run-down from the faceless maids in the castle, they walk out to find the city blanketed with snow and in the middle of what seems to be a snowball war organized by the Native children! Be careful on your way to your Welcome House: snowballs are flying, and these groups of giggling kids don't seem to care who gets caught in the crossfire. Make sure to have fun, and as always, feel free to hit the mods or players up with any questions you might have! ♥

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James Kidd | Assassin's Creed 4 | spoilers in small text, sry 8(

[kidder]

[[ ooc; so big spoiler, james kidd is actually a woman named mary read. she's been dressed up as a boy since childhood and passes as a man amongst a fuck ton of pirates and on board various ships, so there shouldn't be anything apparent making her seem like anything but a young man, however she does still identify as a woman, so pronouns are going to be 'she/her'. but as a heads up, for all intents and purposes, she'd be pretty obviously a dude /o/ ]]

[ this week on Screw You, Kyah! A winter wonderland is not where a pirate belongs, and while she's not exactly freezing with the layers she goes around in, Mary prefers the humid warmth of the West Indies to this mess. It's been a damn long while since she's seen a real, English winter and she hadn't really found she missed it much. Especially not with the little brats chucking snowballs around at passing strangers. ]

Off with ya! [ After taking a few more clumps of snow to the back than she's really willing to tolerate in good humor, Mary's 'I Scare The Piss Out Of Grown Ass Men On Occasion' voice comes out along with a tree branch wafted threateningly - that dropped aside once they scatter. ] Bloody little urchins.

[ Her attention goes back down to the band of silver encircling a wrist, tilting her head curiously. She'd lofted an eyebrow at the maid handing her a sparkly little bracelet in a manner that would have said 'do you expect me to do anything with this aside from running it to the first lout waving a sack of coin at me for it', but that apparently hadn't phased her. Fine enough. Mary's not against taking riches plopped right into her lap. ]

Ain't usually one for pretty baubles. [ Muttered to herself, then she reaches out to bump the back of her hand against whoever's passing by's shoulder, not too shy in trying to get their attention. ] Know where I might find a merchant interested in gems, mate?

[hungrylikethe]

[Don't you know what personal space is???? She grabs Kidd's hand and shoves it away from her, a small snarl on her face.]

I'm not your mate.

[OF COURSE SHE ASSUMES THE WOLF TERM. EW NO HUMAN.]

[kidder]

[ woah slow your roll, girlfriend. there's actually a chuckle that comes from her as she takes a step back, hands held up in mock surrender while a humored smile sits on her lips ]

Don't make friends easy, do you, lass?

[ omfg kidd don't be a dick to wolf girl ]

[samantha_grey]

[So... "James." That person passing by? There's this odd, sort of faintly sulfurous scent in the air, a bit like gunpowder, when she gets close. She's bundled up pretty heavily. As soon as she's addressed, though, her head lifts and returns the gaze, and the pirate's getting a nice full view of something that looks like it came out of an old religious pamphlet.

Red eyes, fangs barely visible when she talked, a pair of black horns on her head, and a spaded tail that swishes its way out of the heavy coat. Her eyebrow raises and she shakes her head.]

Don't want to sell that one. You'll regret it.

weh, so late ;; apologies!

[kidder]

[ Well that's... new. Mary's halted for a moment when the woman turns around, brow raised, and she's not entirely sure how to comment on the whole.... eyes, horns and tail thing. She's certainly seen strange things in her lifetime but that's really pushing it. Maybe it's some kind of decoration?

You know what, she's not going to ask. Let's just move on. Clearing her throat, she shrugs ]

I'm more a fan of face to face conversation than talkin' into somethin' shiny. Not too worried it'll be missed.

[samantha_grey]

[It's a christmas miracle. They all fucking asked. Sam shook her head and pointed to a still very gray citizen.]

Take it off and lose it. A few hours, you'll look like that. Won't remember who you are or why you're here or why you should care until the guards find you and give it back. Doesn't matter if you use it to talk to people. Keep it in your pocket or something, but you're going to want to have it with ya.

[kidder]

[ Kidd's eyes follow the pointed finger towards the gray people meandering, and her eyebrows slowly raise higher during the explanation. O h . ]

And how the bleeding hell is that supposed to happen? [ It's muttered while she skims the citizens, feeling like this place is a mad house, but she lets out a low whistle, shaking her head. She can't think of a reason that this person (person? maybe?) would be lying, so she'll just give an incredulous laugh, looking back with a lopsided smirk ]

S'pose I owe you thanks for the good warning, then. What can I call you, mate?

[samantha_grey]

Let's call it a magical disease. It's true enough to work for all intents and purposes. [She shrugged and returned that smirk with a wry one of her own.]

Samantha. Since we're doing introductions, buddy, what do I call you?

[womanfromacre]

[Maria's pretty bloody miserable in this cold weather- it's been almost a decade since she's had to put up with anything like as much snow as this and she could do with having a cloak about her person- but instead she's bundled up in a thick wool coat with a stolen hoodie from one of her husband's drawers in the dresser beneath it. The hood's pulled up over her head and she's doing her best to stay warm when she's clapped upon the shoulder and she hears the familiar drawl of a Yorkshire-man.

Nostalgia for this Nottinghamshire lady, that's for sure.]

I can't say I've paid much attention to those peddling jewels about these parts, lad. You'd be better off finding a merchant that offers a warming cup of something hot.

this is so late, apologies forever ;;

[kidder]

[ The familiar tone has a crocked smile pulling at Mary's lips and she lets out a chuckle at the suggestion. ]

Aye, that'll be in order either way with the bloody blizzard that's taken up over us.

[ She takes a second to look down at the gem inset in the thin bracelet around her wrist, considering for a moment, before she gives a shurg, hurriedly stuffing her hands into the folds of her jacket as she crosses her arms over her chest. She can find a means to get profit off it later - for the moment warmth and conversation are outweighing the want for it. ]

You may have a point. No use makin' riches if me arse is half froze off by the time I have coin in my pocket.

apologies are for wimps :3

[womanfromacre]

You do seem ill-prepared for a winter storm of this ilk.

[She gives her a new acquaintance a quick glance, taking in the unfamiliar fashions and the relatively light fabric the lad's garb is made from. Small wonder he's so cold.

The boy's sporting a light tan, so she has to wonder whether he's been plucked from the dales in the midst of a particularly fine English summer, if the world he's come from has such a thing.]

I take it you've only just arrived here? There's not many who'd venture out in this with such a light jacket. Come, I know somewhere you can get out of this cold and take some tea. It's easier to think about making money when you're not worrying about freezing your arse off.

crai i am the wimpiest then

[kidder]

Aye. [ She nods, a light laugh along with it ] Not often you get snow storms in the West Indies.

[ Even as she speaks, her hands and rubbing together to try to get some warmth to her fingers, the chill really starting to set into her bones. She nods her answer to the question, a slight tinge of sheepishness at being so obviously new and in a bad way. ]

Fresh off the boat. As it were. [ But Mary's features brighten at the offer. She's not going to turn down a kindness, and soon enough she's jogging forward a little, ready to make off towards whatever warm play the stranger has in mind. ] Grand. Lead the way, then. I'll owe you one,... [ And the indicative pause here is asking for a name to call her by ]

[sicarius]

[Gaining his attention isn't hard, and Ezio pauses when Kidd speaks. Oh, he heard what you muttered, but he'll play ignorant for now.]

Gems? Not here, that I am aware of. [Though he does raise an eyebrow and look at the young man questioningly.] What would you do with gems?

buttpunches

[kidder]

[ Oh, an Italian. It's been a bit since she's chatted with one, and she's never actually been to the country, but the accent is prevalent enough. So apparently this is some sort of port, if it has so many with so many origins milling around. ]

Sell 'em, man, what else? [ does she look like she's about to bedazzle herself with them, son ]

WOW RUDE

[sicarius]

The only place that would take them would be a jewelry shop.

[Ezio gently reaches into one of his pockets in his jacket, right hand bringing out coins to show Kidd them. And oh, there may just be a burn around his ring finger. Not that he makes a show of it.]

This is the currency here. And selling that- [A finger points to the bracelet.] would be unwise.