DECEMBER 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! • 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

( loki | mcu )

[treachery]

[ He remembers the winters of his childhood, when Asgard had been strung with boughs of golden leaves and merriment, and barrels full of spiced wine were rolled into the great hall and bespelled to never lose their warmth. He remembers feasts at moonrise, when Odin Allfather tipped his goblet in the ritual minni and the tables of warriors roared their wine-mulled revelry. He remembers a hundred Great Hunts spent bare-armed in the snow whilst his brother and his cohort of fools clutched their cloaks close.

Easy memories, full of errant and careless joy, but now the snow reminds Loki only of his own atavistic origins, the blue that underlines the pale of fabricated skin, the —

And then, right on target, a snowball smashes into the back of his head.

He whirls, knocked free from his circuitous thoughts, hands raised in automatic defense. ]

Who dares — ?

innocent as can be

[bitterbit]

[ Greg points intently to a stranger, as they flee away through the snow. ]

Man, can you believe that asshole? You okay, dude? Looks like he pegged you pretty good there.

[ It's all a very good show -- he looks quite genuinely concerned. However, it does absolutely nothing to disguise the loose snow still clinging to his glove. ]

[snowstormed]

[Bucky holds his hands up, grinning. There's still some snow clinging to his now gloved hands, and he doesn't really look totally sorry.]

In my defense, I wasn't aiming for you. [He points to the kid now scurrying away through the snow, laughing merrily. It remains to be seen how true this is.]