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

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 ]