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DECEMBER TEST DRIVE

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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Optimism never hurt anyone, Messer Black.

[ Hermione watches his expression, almost gleeful; it's interesting, to see him confused about her, trying to work things out as much as he tries to not let it show that he's actually trying pretty darn hard. She knows Sirius' thinking face from the future, poor sod, so she might have an upper hand here, but she can deal with that. It's curious, seeing where his mind goes and what instincts he has when dealing with an unfamiliar young woman that knows all about him. At least it gives her a chance to put off all the nasty honesty parts until later. ]

You flatter me, really, Sirius. You hardly know me at all, don't go making assumptions. [ It's teasing, however, but she finally shakes her head and crosses her arms: admitting the truth isn't going to be easy. ] If I told you that I knew about you because I met you when I was fourteen after you'd been protecting your Godson from afar? I mean, he had been pretty uncomfortable with the fact that a giant black dog had been stalking him, but he got over it once he realised it was you. Oh! That reminds me. [ She offers him another bright smile, watching as he takes it all in. ] Padfoot's modern day codename is 'Snuffles', just in case.

[ Okay, now she's probably freaked him out. Closing her eyes, she shakes her head and offers him a soft, kind little smile that she hopes soothes him somewhat. ]

I'm Hermione Granger and I'm a friend of Lily and James' son, Harry. I think, technically speaking, I'm from your future -- even though they're both here now.

[Out of one war and into the next, Sakura can't help but think to herself while her shoes crunch against the white snow. She's spinning her bracelet idly on her wrist, lost in thought. About how much stock she can put into this story. It was hard to believe. She already knew her world was in danger but on top of that, this war the Gods (if they were that) and Giants are having with each other affects all worlds?

How many worlds are there? The idea that alternate realities exist on the a plane that takes the form of 'leaves' -- which is sort of funny considering her home is the Village Hidden in the Leaves, hah-- on a tree of life is just hard to fathom. But she's out in the world already and she can tell it's not hers. It just feels different, not to mention the loss of her abilities in the place of new ones is very, very frustrating. What's her new ability? What God took her on as her own?

HOW DID SHE EVEN GET HERE? She already ruled out the possibility of genjutsu. It felt too genuine. Maybe she's dreaming...

She's wondering all this, not paying attention to her surroundings (a bad idea especially as a ninja) when she's pelted with multiple snowballs after walking in the middle of a snowball 'warzone.'

Didn't expect that.

One is stuck to the side of her face and one in the middle of her back and another had hit her leg. She goes still in surprise, eyes wide because she's not used to the cold when just MOMENTS before she was fighting for her life and kind of sweaty and gross.

Still pretty sweaty and gross but now her cheek is freezing and sort of numb. It breaks her train of thought and she looks around for the culprit, spotting some kids hiding behind a wall of snow, laughing among themselves. Definitely them.

Bring color and life back to the city, she said. Break the prophecy. Then I can save my own home.

Okay. So Sakura dodges the next snowballs true to ninja fashion and takes cover behind a wall and watches her breath puff out. Though she doubts having a snowball fight would really save her own world, it was sort of nice to listen to the giggles of children and delighted shouting. Her heart doesn't feel any lighter but she does scoop up some snow and weighs it in her palm.

What could it hurt, to try? And it looks fun.

And so she throws her own snowball into the fray and HITS YOU, PERSON.]

[That wasn't a rejection. Soubi doesn't look away, and he doesn't stop until he's right in front of the boy, looking down at him.]

[Brave enough? He doesn't say a word, just falls to his knees and reaches out to wrap his arms around Ritsuka's waist. He'll just bury his face in Ritsuka's chest if the boy doesn't move or push him away.]

[This is what he wants.]

[The yelling catches Nepeta's attention, and while a few people are scurrying away she can't help but sit in the snow across from him and look curious. Someone new? Probably. She's not sure what's upsetting him though, outside of the obvious being-taken-to-another-world problem. Still, he looks younger than her even, and she doesn't want to leave him alone in the cold.]

Are you okay?

Hey!

[Oh my God it's Hal. Weirdo crypt-keeper Old One Hal, with the gross music and the weird old man smell. Whatever, it's better than no one, and he's probably got a better idea of what the shit is going on, right, because he's so fucking ancient.

Annnnnnd he doesn't like Adam. But like, no one likes Adam, that's just a known factor, except girls, he can get girls to like him. Usually. Registered lady killer, that's Adam Jacobs. Aw, shit, okay, here, he needs to get Hal's attention, so Adam goes running after him, and sliiiides to a stop just beside him. And jumps in front of him, like, ta-dah.]

Hey. What's up.

[Totally doing finger-guns at Hal.]

Remember me? Yeah, of course you do. So, what's going on, man, give me the 411, how have you been. You look good. Working out, I bet. Gotta maintain the bod, I know how it is.

[Hi Hal this is so much better than dealing with weird native children and snowball fights, right?]

[The familiar grumpiness just makes him laugh again, good-natured as ever.]

Yeah, the powers here are pretty different! But hey, are you gonna kill those kids? 'Cause I can help if you want, my shadows have gotten pretty strong~

[Sure, he didn't care about getting harmed himself, but why did gratuitous murder need a reason?]

Oh yeah, what house are you in? I bet it's Hel.

[Dryly:] How kind of you to offer. But if you don't know where they are, I think I'll probably have better luck on my own.

[Yusuke keeps his own stance relaxed - or at least, outwardly so. In actuality, he's just as ready to move the instant there's any need to do so.

...Of course, if it were up to him, he'd avoid a fight entirely, but it looks like Mikazuki isn't about to let him do that. It's annoying, really; his kind aren't meant to be getting in fights all the time, particularly in broad daylight, where everyone can see him.]

[Snowball fights were fun. A lot of fun, and they'd missed out on this opportunity when they were in the snow last time, and despite the vague recollection of that time thanks to the cold weather he's going to make the most of it.

He wasn't sure who he'd hit in that last barrage, but every time he's seen a flash of pink around here it's been his instinct to call out her name.

It's never come to that, he's always caught himself before it's fallen from his mouth, but he does wander after her, jumping over a few walls here, round a tree and--

It isn't until she turns back around the corner to toss the snowball in her hand, that he instantly lights up at the fact that it is her--]

Sakura-chan!

[It's about the same moment that the snowball lands in his face, and mostly in his mouth too. ~~Not that he isn't used to things being shoved in his mouth~~. All the same, he staggers back, coughing and spluttering until he drops to his knees, spitting up bits of ice and water.]

[She nearly fireman-slides down what's left of the trunk, ducking down from under the low-hanging leaves to burst out in a rush of huge smile and actually clean clothing, no more than a few scratches, and actually looking like she's been getting some square meals every day.

She reaches up and grips his sleeve, nodding against his hands. He rarely touches her, so she knows it's a mark of just how worried he is, and she gives him about half a second to reassure himself that she's just fine.]

I'm fine, I'm fine- you're here. Holy shit, am I glad to see you.

[~~OH MY GOD OLLIE~~

WELL SHE HADN'T MEANT TO HIT SOMEONE IN THE FACE. She gasps quietly, watches him fall to the ground. SAKURA HAS AN ARM ON HER, chakra enhanced strength or no that wasn't a gentle throw and it was ALMOST POINT BLANK EVEN

?!!?! WHAT IDIOT WOULD--

'Sakura-chan'? No way, it couldn't be. But that voice is unmistakable. How in the world...

She moves out of her cover quickly and takes one step forward before pausing, watching the person spitting up her snowball on the ground with a blond hair and lots of orange.]

Naruto?

[Despite the call of his name, he's not about to look up right away. It takes a couple more seconds before he finally decides that he's drank enough water and he really ought to sit back now--

Which is when he literally drops off to the side onto his back, hands pushing up from the floor to sit up and stare at her.

Well, he's glad but-- his face has an awesome red mark on it.]

What the hell!?

[But it's Sakura--]

When'd you get here?

[But she practically punched him]

THAT HURT'TTEBAYO!

[That's Naruto, alright.

She's so happy to see him and that's he's okay but also REALLY CONFUSED ABOUT EVERYTHING AND WHAT'S GOING ON how is he even here? If she's stuck in this place and Naruto is too, who IS FIGHTING IN THE WAR?!

!?!?!?!?!?!?

Ignoring the hurt comment, don't be such a baby Naruto you've had worse from Sakura]

I just... what are you doing here? Who's fighting in the war back home?

[Yup. In the flesh~~~

He can vaguely recall his first few days here. The confusion abates, but only if you get a decent explanation, which is what he'll offer.

If you can work out what he means.

ALSO. OW. This still hurts. Kurama isn't here to heal him up by morning either.]

Oh.

There's a whole bunch of us here, you don't have to worry about back home tho--

Oh, wait, we're still fightin'?

[An explanation from Naruto is bound to make her MORE CONFUSED.

Which is exactly what happens lsdkjglkjg. Her jaw tenses in irritation before she releases a visible deep breath. Of course she was going to worry about home even if there was no way to go back. She's not sure if she can believe that either, if she had been brought here there was a way back. Unless she was dead... she didn't feel dead.

And Naruto is here and he CAN'T be dead. That makes her believe even more this is just some sort of dream and she was knocked out by someone. Or worse; she was actually transported to this place and this is really happening. There were too many questions and not enough answers and Naruto is just CREATING MORE. She decides to answer his question first.

What's the best way? He should know, he was just with her. She just told him she was going to fight beside him and Sasuke, too.

Sasuke...

She mentally shakes herself.]

We haven't stopped that man Obito yet, so of course we're still fighting. [Would fight until they won or died trying.]

Anyway, what do you mean 'a whole bunch of us'? Who else is here?

Pomeranian.

[He repeats the word, amused by that as well--it takes a lot for Sirius to be particularly unamused, so it's not like this is any great feat, but oh well--

And he's even more amused when she does her trick. You'd think it was demeaning to be a dog and be asked to do tricks, but it's actually the best thing in the world. Everybody likes it, everybody's amused, and you usually get some sort of reward, even if it's just more praise. Sirius knows this well.]

Hey, that's brilliant. Well done, Sam Sammy Sammy--

[Carefully, he accepts her paw and shakes it, with a very specific sort of tenderness you might not expect from him. Loud and boisterous and messy and really nice to dogs, that's Sirius Black.]

Will and Samantha. You sound like you ought to have them writing serial strips about you in the papers or something. Crime-fighting, mystery-solving, daring-do intrepid heroes. With circus acts on the side.

[And Samantha might be the brains of the outfit, he's not yet sure. Not that Will Graham comes off as stupid. Maybe he's entirely the opposite, it's difficult to say, but Sam Graham is definitely the one with the social graces.]

Nice to meet you both. Despite the shit circumstances.

[He can see the tension in her jaw, which might be the very reason why he backs up, slowly pushing off the floor to get up to his feet again. Never mind that his jaw hurts, his ass is cold. :| and wet. Great job.

She's not dead though, and eventually he'll get there but there's just so much to this place and she's not asking the right questions.]

I just wondered-- there's like... people come from different times? So, I guess stuff just keeps on goin' back home, even though we ain't there?

Me an' Sasuke turned up first, yeah? He'd just come back. We were fightin' together, the three of us. Anyway, Gaara's here too-- but he doesn't even remember when... Akatsuki took him?

Temari's here, y'know, his Sister. Kakashi, Itachi-- this girl Karui.

[His fingers come out as he lists, making sure he's got everyone.]

Everyone remembers different stuff.

Er--

[All... right. Usually when people conjure up massive vines to disturb you sitting on a wall, they don't follow it up with the sort of-- guilt and friendliness routine that's going on here. So, er. Yeah.]

I was going to go for the more generalised Merlin's pants, but, yeah, it could have been beard. Is there... a reason why, or....

[Before she gets into it, there's about a hundred things he could tell her. Because flattery isn't flattery if it's true, Miss Granger, and he's got an eye for this sort of thing, and on and on, teasing her back, but then--

But then she gets into it, and his smile freezes, for a second, and then starts to fade a little--and then he's got a great load of questions all crowding in his mind at once, like how would his godson articulate the fact that he was uncomfortable, exactly, considering his godson mostly communicated with shrieks and things, and... right, then she starts in about black dogs and it's sort of right around when she says the name Padfoot that he actually takes a half-step back, alarm bells clanging in his head, because nobody just knows about Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, and he nearly reaches for his wand, except he remembers that he hasn't got his wand, or magic, and this girl is claiming to be James' friend anyways, and--

And. And. And....

By the time she gets to the end of all of that, he's just-- sort of staring. Blank, and bemused, and... yeah. Okay. Yeah.]

You're having me on.

[Because that's the clear explanation here, right? Suspiciously, he narrows his eyes at her.]

This is-- [Even James wouldn't do this, tell some cute girl about Padfoot and send her off to him just for a laugh, right, because there's secrets and then there's SECRETS, and he shakes his head, dismissing that thought, but all he comes back to is:] Yeah, no. You've got to be having me on.

Gotten pretty strong? Then you've been here for awhile to be able to garner that much strength. [That makes him stronger than she currently is. She'll have to practice more.] I don't know. What are the repercussions to killing them? [It isn't like these kids are her enemies and therefore there might be consequence to killing them. She wouldn't be killing people for the sake of survival. For the sake of war. She wouldn't want to be stuck in a situation with very few allies to back her up. It's not as though they harmed her or anyone important. And she sure as hell isn't putting her skin on the line when she knows Henry can fight for himself. There's only one person she cares about enough to get herself killed for anyways.]

It is. How do you know?

Edited (belatedly realizes I wrote the exact opposite of what I meant) 2013-11-21 14:57 (UTC)

[ Watching him nervously, she can almost feel the moment that he starts to get a little worried about how much she knows. At his age she can guess Harry is either a baby or not quite born, if Lily and James are even married yet, and putting all this information out there is probably more than a lot to handle. But she keeps her smile set, trying not to be too overwhelming.

She holds her hands up in a passive, surrendering motion and shakes her head. She doesn't want to upset him, but given the situation? She's probably going to. ]

I'm really not. I know that you're Sirius Black, friend of James, Remus and Peter, and you're all animagus - James is a stag and Peter - [ ignore the venom in her words ok ] - is a rat. Remus isn't technically an animagus, but - he has... A problem. With nights. [ Okay, that gave it away without really giving it away. Sighing softly, she crosses her arms and hesitates before she steps closer. ] I promise you, Sirius, I am telling the truth. Why would I lie about all of this - about knowing Harry, and James and Lily?

[ Her smile softens and she drops her arms, looking a little defeated. There's no way that she can really make him believe her, if she's honest with herself, so she just has to... Hope. Absently. ]

You can ask me anything you like, anything that would help you believe that I'm telling you the truth. I don't mind. [ Finally, her smile brightens again. ] I could even try and send James or Lily a text! Anything that would make you comfortable.

[Booker understands that disbelief, Joel. These bracelets are a far cry from the telephones of 1913! He watches the man scrolling through the contact list, and there's a minute softening of his expression when it's discovered that the missing girl is already here.]

Glad to hear it. You might want to take it easy on the kid when you find her, though. I don't recall what all they tell us in the welcome speeches, but... [He frowns, well aware of how crazy he's about to sound.] Your Ellie might've been here some time already. They've got themselves a real lose idea of time in this place -- I was here a month before my girl showed up, but she swore up and down I'd been right next to her.

[ Joel checks her over a few times, almost turning her as he looks her over - and, okay, maybe he was a little worried, but that's not the point. The point is that she's alive, safe and not in the hands of some insane Fireflies that want to kill her for the sake of some stupid--

But that ain't the point now, is it?

He drops his hands and looks at her, her fingers on his sleeve almost anchoring him a little. Nothing else mattered now; she's safe and back where she belongs, at his side. And the person that took her? Oh, they're gonna pay a hefty price. ]

Damn, what the hell's goin' on here? What're you doing wandering off like that?

[ After what happened with the horses he's kept both eyes on her at all times - well, as much as he could with an infected population out to get them. ]

You expect to believe that she's been here, by herself, for 'some time' when she was right next to me not two hours ago?

[ ... Sorry, Booker. You're going to have to try a little harder than that. He purses his lips, gathering himself and shutting off the bracelet. While it didn't give him any real location, Joel was set to go out of his way to explore every damn spot of this place until he had her back in his sight. ]

This is some real good bullshit, you hear me? Whoever took her is gonna have to explain it to me, and I better like what I hear.

[Sakura blinks in surprise.

Sasuke was here. Team Seven was here and not fighting in the war.

Gaara, Temari, Kakashi, ITACHI??, and Karui. The last name sounds familiar but she doesn't know who that is. But how could they remember different things? Unless memory modification was possible. Huh.

But why? It's so bizarre. How does one even handle--

And how did Naruto know all that? HOW WAS HE OK WITH IT? Didn't he just arrive too?]

Then we all need to go back home, Naruto.

[ASAP.... To finish the war (for most people). To be team seven again hopefully and all that jazz. Even if they said it was impossible.

But none of it makes sense and she doubts Naruto can tell her anything that would help, really. If he could, color her surprised. She pulls out the note the maid had given her earlier and reads it again, sighing. One step at a time. They would figure THIS out and then go home. They don't really have a choice. And hopefully, they wouldn't be here for long.]

I was on my way to the Welcome Hall before I got distracted with the snowball fight. Is that where you're going?

[ He looks over, wondering about the comparison - obviously someone she's close to otherwise she wouldn't bother mentioning it. Maybe her own dad? ]

I'll believe it when I see it, don't you worry. Until then I'm keepin' my mind open.

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DECEMBER TEST DRIVE

she probably had a crush on older sirius anyway lbr

haruno sakura || naruto

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sidles up to just because

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PAPA WOLF

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HELLO

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sorry will you are going to forever crave the taste of person meat :E

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yeah who doesn't TOSSES ELBOW LENGTH MATTED HAIR

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i see he's been using l'oreal

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NO GIANTS GONNA GET U WHILE DADDY'S HERE

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