monthly test drive!!

[nukeoleptic]

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! • Make up your own scenario or have them walk into all the doors or leave it blank for others to do it for you! • OPTIONAL SCENARIO: After your character receives his or her bracelet and the run-down from the faceless maids in the castle, the first thing they realize upon stepping outside is that the city has been all but shut down for some sort of large festival. There are stalls set up along all of the main streets, selling everything from savory foods to desserts to clothes to trinkets, and the vendors cheerfully call at people as they pass, trying to entice them over. The stalls are all decked in incredibly colorful banners and flags, as if attempting to beat back the grayness still lurking in a lot of the city by sheer physical force. Small musical ensembles play on street corners, and one can't go far at all without nearly running into someone juggling or swallowing swords. Good luck finding your god's welcome house in this chaos - the streets are pretty packed with people just milling around! And have fun! ♥

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[silverkhaleesi]

[Yeah, trust Anders for that...]

He seems to be more friendly in this world... [Drogon lets himself be petted.] I hope he will not become spoiled.

[She gives him a good look.] Depends what kind interest you have in mind...

[lalondelicious]

[Rose should hope that Jade doesn't apologize for something she would have (perhaps with more poise) initiated if she hadn't launched into a full hug. Rose wraps her arms around Jade's waist and squeezes.]

You haven't returned to leaving your friends in the dark, have you? [Jade knowing more than she has any right to is nothing new but she had seemed to give it up once the game started. However, bad habits die hard.

Reluctant as she is to release her Rose slacks off her grip.]

If you're not filling me in, is there something else you propose doing?

[nukeoleptic]

[ Jade is still smiling hard when she finally drops her own arms to her sides, nodding just briefly as she casts a look over to a food vendor set up on the corner half a block from them. ]

I figured I could fill you in at my house. It's kind of too noisy out here, though.

[ .. and she was on her way to buy some cotton candy. ;c ]

[samantha_grey]

[She chuckled and started to flip over the first two cards.]

In another life perhaps, in another time. You'd be surprised the little things I know, Ms. Lalonde. You are the sort of person caught up in loss and separation, a need to let go of what they've given up, and yet caught behind the dangers of abusing their gifts. Do you ever feel like you can't quite see past the threats that are right there in front of you to the real concerns lurking out of sight?

[Her fingers were tapping over the three of swords, crossed by the devil, lips curled in that enigmatic smile as her tail lashed. She was hopeful that playing it coy like this would irritate her just right or intrigue her enough to keep her sitting.]

[lalondelicious]

[Rose follows Jade's gaze. It's the look of someone with a hunger in their belly, that is rising up to consume them until all that remains are skin and bones. Rose is also a tad peckish.]

I have found that snacks aid concentration when lengthy explanations are required. Anthropologically speaking, food is tied to culture. Eating may even shorten the time necessary to bring me up to speed.

haha oh my god your rose is already *excellent*

[nukeoleptic]

Well, I'm not sure how specific cotton candy is to Asgard culture, but maybe if we squint our eyes and pretend really, really hard?

[ Jade's a growing girl, alright? Or, well - maybe not growing so much anymore. She's sixteen and has probably gotten as tall as she'll ever get, but her appetite can still borderline on ravenous at times, at least when confections are involved.

So she'll just start to lead Rose over to the little vendor's stand, careful not to let her out of her sight. She might just disappear if she does, after all. ]

So, um - what's the last thing you remember? From home, I mean.

[lalondelicious]

[The rest of her name could have been given with the other information, if it was given, and her sweeping statements could flow from simple observation.

Still, if it is observation alone, it's good observation.

Initially, she'd thought the horns were part of a costume but when her tail waves into view she inspects them again. Curiouser and curiouser. Horns but the girl doesn't even match the description of a troll.]

I pride myself in the reach of my sight. However, I would be remiss if I didn't understand that limitless vision does not exist. Miss... [She trails off, leaving the question dangling in the air.]

[samantha_grey]

[Oh, that was the joy of a gypsy's games. She might not have been of the Rom, but she remembered little snippets from past meetings of Rose, knew that she trafficked in magic too, and she knew ways to phrase these things so they could apply to a lot of people. It was sneaky, but it was also fun...

Flip went the crown and the base.]

You may call me Samantha, if you wish, Rose. Miss Grey feels too much like my mother or some dusty old teacher. But you're right. Limitless vision isn't meant for mortal men. Thinking you have it already could be risky...

[She tapped the ace of swords at the base of the cross.]

The root of the situation is the feeling that you've begun, that the sight of success is there before you. The ace is the start of the mind's journey, the sword of the intellect striking out and seeking triumph, but sometimes as sharp as it cuts it lacks discernment.

What crowns you and lies in your mind are the possibilities, creation and the hope that you will actually make progress. Your hopes are more creative and of the spirit than the nature of your quest, but they are your hopes all the same.

ahhhh, thank you! Your jade is /adorable/.

[lalondelicious]

[Rose follows and considers, all her new surroundings had temporarily shaken the pure weirdness of being yanked from the meteor and placed here. Here does not look like part of sburb in any way but more surprising things have happened.]

I was... [Oh. That's right.] In the middle of waking up from a very big mistake. Though I think it was probably a mistake that needed to be made. [She assesses the cotton candy critically as she rolls the memory of dying and reviving around her mind.] Next time I think outsmarting an omnipotent being is within my capability would you do me the favour of shaking me till my teeth rattle?

[lalondelicious]

[A name! Samantha Grey. A plainer name that Rose imagined, she was thinking something more latin, mysterious or demonic. Named after her mother. Interesting point.]

I see. Do you often get new people around these parts?

[Samantha seems practised at this but as she talks the more Rose becomes convinced that it is for show. Arriving in a new place with a lump of determination is easy to spot and Samantha's words are building upon that one obvious fact. If she had twenty minutes to brush up on tarot cards she could do a reading in return. She would talk about reaching plateaus in the challenges Samantha faces but, once realising she faced sucumbing to complacency, she should reach out to new opportunities. She quirks a smile, ever amused, but doesn't comment directly on the reading.]

[samantha_grey]

[If she wanted Latin, she could ask Sam about the demons who plagued her life at home. Lots of latin names there. Nope, her name was very much from her mom's side of the family.]

Every two weeks or so, the gods fetch a few new recruits. I would say it is something of a regular part of our lives in the city...

[Flip, flip. Strength reversed in the back. That she tapped and frowned.]

And you've come from a point of surrender, acceptance of failure or even the loss of nerve in the face of trials that were beyond your scope. It is almost as if you have opened a new pathway in the hopes to escape the futility of the past, with the hope that the future [She tapped the last card, the seven of wands] will show you blessed with enough inner reserves to accomplish your goals.

I would say, Rose, that you have that strength and inner reserve, but I might warn you that in coming here, [She smirked.] you do risk thinking your way into a corner, or worse, plotting your way into much greater trouble. Be careful to see beyond what is right there in front of your face.

They do not tell you everything you need to know.

[bestestfurrend]

This is furry, furry true.

[It's something she'll just have to tell him about later, and have a camera ready to record the moment.]

I am! Yes, yes, that's right! And you're Rose, you look lots like Roxy, it was impawsibble not to notice you! And this is Pounce, remember, I used to tell you about her?

[lalondelicious]

[Rest assured, Rose will interrogate her about all things demon as soon as she finds a way to ask "why aren't you human?" without being rude.]

If the mysterious, ever present "they" is unable or unwilling to tell me, and you are right here, perhaps offering aid to understand the perils is the sensible course? [She pauses. Dramatic effect.] Unless they are perils unspeakable? [Bemused by her surroundings as anyone yanked from where she expected to wake up would be she most certainly is. But plotting herself into trouble is her speciality and Rose likes to be quick off the mark. Samantha's words don't seem geared to deter her either, or if they are she has a funny way of avoiding tweaking Rose's curiosity.]

[lalondelicious]

[Rose will pay Nepeta in money, pats or catnip, whichever she prefers, to get a copy of that photo.]

I remember. She's looking very fine. [And very alive, which is always a plus when greeting fuzzy parents. She crouches, holding the back of her hand out on the off chance that the beautiful creature should want to sniff it.

She looks up at Nepeta,] Say, when you mention Roxy... do you mean my mother? [There have to be a lot of blonde Roxys in cities but ones that could be mistaken for her? Considerably fewer.]

Agent Connecticut | Red vs. Blue

[filteredout]

[The day already started out strange enough, but now walking out into the streets, still reeling after receiving some startling news, only to find some sort of festival going on? It's startling to say the least, not to mention almost unsettling in a way--already she's uneasy about this "Asgard," not trusting it at all, and walking out into such excitement and activity only feels to her like they're trying to sell that the place is good, that it's safe, and that she should stay.

At least it's a distraction, she tells herself. Keeps people focused on other things, not on her. She doesn't know that they would be, of course, but in the case that they would, this is better. All the noise and the movement makes it easier to sneak around unnoticed, and that's how CT ends up skulking along the edge of the street, ducking past performers, avoiding and/or ignoring vendors trying to sell her god knows what.

It's inevitable that she'll end up talking to people, she can see that already, but she'd at least like to keep to herself until she figures more out about the place. Still, the further along the street she gets, the more the crowd is getting to her, the more irritating it is to weave through clumps of people, which is already almost impossible as it is. Eventually, she finds herself huffing a frustrated sigh and glancing around for somewhere to sit, or to at least get out of the way until the streets clear a little. A bench is spotted not far off, and she makes a beeline for it, dropping down and sitting tensely as her eyes continue to dart around, taking in all the sights. She looks almost suspicious of everything, like at any moment it'll turn out to be something it doesn't appear to be, but there's a space on the bench next to her should anyone care to attempt a distraction for her.]

[ooc: hhhh I'm late at tagging into this but here goes nothing?]

[averagemedium]

[His own drifting's just slightly more purposeful-- Ryan has a vague idea of where he'd been going, but it's ridiculously easy to get sidetracked by the bright colors, the displays, the... people he's very nearly on track to walk into.

At least he's paying enough attention to slow down in time, about to offer her an apologetic nod when he realizes that is a very unfamiliar and lost-looking face. He adjusts his glasses and gives her a smile instead.]

Hey, uh. You need directions or anything? This is all kind of in the way, isn't it.

[sweettalk]

[Of course.]

He doesn't look that scary. Aren't dragons supposed to be gigantic and watching over treasures ? [If you trust Olaf's stories of the Nibelungen and Fafnir.] Unless you're his treasure...

[Well, you know... You and I, in a bed, with no clothes on.] You could start by telling me your name.

[bestestfurrend]

[Pats would be most acceptable as a bribe indeed.]

She is! She's as fluffy and beautiful as ever! [It's a very big plus! Pounce does sniff at Rose's hand politely, and then slips her head beneath it, nuzzling into her palm. It's obvious where Nepeta got her love of being petted from.]

That's right! She told me she's your mother and your daughter at the same time, it has something to do with the scratch. She's just a big older than you, though! That's why I thought you were her at first.

curls up with and braces for FEELINGS

[heteroclite]

The hands that found her were instantly familiar, and a wave of relief came crashing over her, wrapping around her like a soft blanket. "Tobias," she breathed, her arms returning the gesture and latching around his middle, clinging to him for dear life. First Erudite, then this new place; the unfamiliarity, the jarring circumstances, the death and suffering had all been replaced with a new unfamiliarity, stark in its own right by the jovial atmosphere. It was a shock to her system to go from pain, anguish, a revolution, to a festival in an entirely different world.

"I worried about the same thing," she murmured against his chest, holding onto him tighter. Were she stronger, she might have hurt him, but with such a small frame and muscles just barely beginning to truly develop, she ran no risk. "The woman on the screen, Tobias. Just before we were brought here... You heard her name, didn't you?"

[nukeoleptic]

A very big mistake.

[ Jade repeats this slowly, curiously, even as she leans forward and buys two enormous fluffs of electric blue cotton candy for the both of them. She has an easy sort of chatter with the vendor - not anyone she's met before, but certainly she's been here long enough to be wholly comfortable with talking to the natives. She passes some of the cotton candy over to Rose, beginning to walk again. ]

Could you vague that up a little for me, Rose? I am not sure what you are talking about, exactly!

[tophgirl]

Yay. [She sounds thrilled. No. Really. She's totally excited.]

THIS THING IS SO STUPID!

[Yeah okay she hadn't been excited before but she's certainly angry now. She takes off the bracelet and hurls it away.

She can't bend. What is she supposed to do if she can't bend?!]

[lalondelicious]

My mother and my daughter. [Well, that sounds like her mother indeed. Curious that she would be here though. Perhaps this is their scratched universe. Not what she expected.]

How much older is a bit older? I know trolls have different scales for these things. [She keeps giving Pounce the proper attention she deserves rubbing her cheek and giving scratches as seems appropriate.]

[ruminating]

Oh, good, finally. [ Chuck's entire face lights up then, in something like relief and joy, eyes ticking from his face to his bracelet and back. ] It's a little crowded, yes. Would you mind pointing me to Odin's welcome hall?

[ She pauses for a moment, contemplating. ]

And perhaps also walking with me and explaining what, exactly, is going on here.

[lalondelicious]

[Rose takes it and presses her tongue to a patch, making the sugar melt.]

I don't believe I've made enough mistakes that there could be that many very big ones to create confusion.

[She sighs and takes a proper bite of her cotton candy.]

This one was detonating The Tumor [she still uses clanging capitals to refer to the wretched thing] with Dave, causing our deaths and revivals to god tier. Or so I thought. This is not the universe I expected to arrive at after my death, if I'm honest.

[better]

She smiles, "Erica. I've been here a bit, I'm in Hel - body control." She figures people are always curious what everyone else has. It's good to get it out there, that way there's no worries about it later.