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! ♥

Comments

[sssiiiiirrrrr]

Horatio tilts his head, frowning deeply at this explanation. He's beginning to accept that this Doctor isn't Bush, that perhaps he's not related to him, and he's not sure that he's even close to being ready to ask about the man's species. Still, the explanation offered... doesn't quite sit comfortably with him.

"I would think, the infinity of the universe being what it is, it would be terribly unlikely for it to simply run out of ideas and begin re-using faces arbitrarily..." He stops, then shakes his head, still frowning, "...No, if not a blood relation there must be some way of accounting for it. Some shared condition... You'll simply have to tell me more about yourself, until we can discover what it is."

You'll just have to get to know him and be his replacement pal, Doctor. There's simply nothing else for it.

[beforethewar]

"You'd be amazed, Lieutenant," he grins, "And that, I'm afraid, is quite a large subject. Let's start with what you want to know and go from there, because otherwise we could be here until Ragnarok comes crashing down around us if I try to explain everything about me."

Eight is always pleased to have more pals, Horatio. He'll give you all the information you want, really. Not much is a secret anymore. At least, nothing he'd know to ask.