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Jade Harley | gardenGnostic ([personal profile] nukeoleptic) wrote in [community profile] assguardians2013-11-18 08:08 pm
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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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Howl | Howl's Moving Castle

[personal profile] nomnomhearts 2013-11-19 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Well now...[He is examining his bracelet as he walk about town, smiling at the pretty girls that pass him. This thing was quite fashionable, he doesn't mind it at all! He can sense the magic in it, it must have another purpose other than looking pretty.]

Heh, at least it matches my eyes... [He glances up as he steps off the road and onto the snow covered grounds. He looks up at the right moment; just in time to avoid a snowball to that face....but the poor soul (you) behind him is nailed.]

Wow, nice one! [He compliments the kids who are high tailing it out of the area. He chuckles as the snow under his feet crunches and his hand extends out to help.] That was a good shot!
smokingandplotting: i am going to slap you into tiny little pieces (girl i s2g)

Thomas Barrow | Downton Abbey

[personal profile] smokingandplotting 2013-11-19 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[No. Just no, okay, he's not going to be smacked by some stupid kid with a snowball. Thomas skirts on the edge before taking refuge in a nearby shop, ready and willing to wait out this stupid war in favor of getting snow shoved down his shirt.]
affa: († 007)

claire novak | supernatural ( tfw 2.0 au )

[personal profile] affa 2013-11-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ How about no. Gods and powers and a war where you win by being colourful? Sounds like a crock of bullshit, if you asked her. Which might be why the not-quite-pintsized blonde is tromping around with a potential case of elephant foot.

Even if she's wearing the stupid bracelet. She's going to find a nice hole in the city and inhabit it for a while. There's no point in bitching about going home right now. Not until she can find a sure-fire way back. But if there really is a war on, then she might just--

Get pelted in the face with a snowball. C'mere u little shit. ]
cons: (☢ caυgнт yoυ.)

wichita ☢ zombieland

[personal profile] cons 2013-11-19 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ telepathy. right. Loki and gods and Asgard and war and the gray and blah blah blah blah.

Wichita's pretty sure there was something really messed up in that weed she smoked with Bill Murray, that's- definitely what is going on here. it's a really vivid pot dream, and she's probably going to wake up to the sound of Tallahassee breaking something expensive and irreplaceable any second. but for now she's just wandering around, ignoring the fact that okay maybe she does feel a little different. or, no, she can feel things she can't normally remember feeling. like, when she walked by that couple just now, she felt a sort of thrill that lined up pretty perfectly with their laughter. and when she manages to shoulder-crash into that one guy, she's pretty sure she heard him make some sort of rude, flustered comment, as they both turned to give each other a look, only his mouth wasn't moving and the voice was-

but, okay listen, she isn't hearing voices in her head, alright? even if it was just a brief thing. no. it's not happening.

it's the pot! it's definitely the pot.

still, that doesn't stop her from intentionally shoulder-crashing into someone else in the crowd of people wandering around near her, immediately turning and just. watching. go on, say something. or think something. no, say. definitely say. she's going to prove a point!!

although she probably just looks like an asshole, like someone who intentionally collided with a random person that was walking by ( she did ), and is now staring them down, like she's just daring them to make a comment ( she is ). woops?
]
mutely: (omgface)

nill | dogs: bullets & carnage

[personal profile] mutely 2013-11-19 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Nill is most definitely not a fan of colder weather. Her little frilly dresses aren't exactly made for the occasion, and she's not particularly sure what to do when caught in the middle of children having a snowball fight. She stands right out in the middle of the flying balls of snow, only to end up getting one right to the face. Unable to shout out in surprise, her wings perk up in alarm, and she runs to take cover behind a nearby tree. Arms wrap around the trunk and she slowly peers out from around it, looking around for someone who might be able to give her some insight as to whether or not it's okay for her to take part.

Alternatively;

A few hours after the snow fight incident, Nill has taken to wandering the streets. Her arms are outstretched, wings relaxed as she walks slowly. One foot before the other, as if she's on a tightrope. Every so often, a loud noise or someone walking in too close to her will cause alarm. Her wings perk as her eyes grow wide. Being unable to speak, she's a little intimidated by attempting to communicate with so many strangers in a new place, so she ends up standing there and staring.
]
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Anne Bonny | Assassin's Creed | No spoilers

[personal profile] barkedlouder 2013-11-19 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ This isn't Kingston and it isn't the Jackdaw. It's land and it isn't where she wants to be, but it's where she is and from all she's been told she has a feeling there won't be any way to change that easily. But at least she's dressed somewhat appropriately. Her clothes aren't the warmest things ever, but they'll do for a time.

She watches the children playing for a moment, faintly amused. She has no interest in joining that game, but if she were with the right people she might be willing to throw a snowball or two. ]


Well this certainly is a change of pace and not a very pleasant one at that. I'd rather be on the water than on the land. Never been much of a fan of the cold, neither.

[ Anne twists the bracelet around her wrist, examining it with some thought, looking interested, but not overly impressed. ]

Bet this would fetch a pretty penny back home.

[ Not the bracelet itself. Neither the band or the stone are particularly impressive, but the things it does are certainly of an extraordinary nature. To the right person this might sell for at least a small fortune. ]

Now where can a woman go to get a drink around here?
zeropain: (dark depressed)

Youji Sagan | Loveless

[personal profile] zeropain 2013-11-19 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[This. Is. Stupid. First he finds himself in that stupid room, in that stupid circle that stupidly wouldn't let him move, and now his fingers, ears and tail are tingling. Not that good.

Gingerly, Youji curled his fingers into a fist and prepared to dash for the next bit of cover he could hide behind from the brats throwing snowballs. Normally he would have been all over this. Normally he also would have been wearing gloves and winter gear.

Taking one last fortifying breath (he would make it. He had to, if he wanted to keep away frost bite and find Natsuo, Ritsuka, or heaven forbid Soubi), Youji leapt from behind his hiding spot]
swimpai: vuvuzela (Holy shit senpai)

Aiichiro Nitori ( Free! )

[personal profile] swimpai 2013-11-19 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
((So you. Yes you. You opened a door. Innocent enough right? Except for the vicious attack you just made on this poor passerby. BAM No one saw it coming. ))

OW-A!! ((Aiichiro reels and stoops over, holding his face. Judging by the velocity he was moving towards that swinging door, he is definitely not in a good place right now.)) Ahh, my nose...!
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James Kidd | Assassin's Creed 4 | spoilers in small text, sry 8(

[personal profile] kidder 2013-11-19 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[[ ooc; so big spoiler, james kidd is actually a woman named mary read. she's been dressed up as a boy since childhood and passes as a man amongst a fuck ton of pirates and on board various ships, so there shouldn't be anything apparent making her seem like anything but a young man, however she does still identify as a woman, so pronouns are going to be 'she/her'. but as a heads up, for all intents and purposes, she'd be pretty obviously a dude /o/ ]]

[ this week on Screw You, Kyah! A winter wonderland is not where a pirate belongs, and while she's not exactly freezing with the layers she goes around in, Mary prefers the humid warmth of the West Indies to this mess. It's been a damn long while since she's seen a real, English winter and she hadn't really found she missed it much. Especially not with the little brats chucking snowballs around at passing strangers. ]


Off with ya! [ After taking a few more clumps of snow to the back than she's really willing to tolerate in good humor, Mary's 'I Scare The Piss Out Of Grown Ass Men On Occasion' voice comes out along with a tree branch wafted threateningly - that dropped aside once they scatter. ] Bloody little urchins.

[ Her attention goes back down to the band of silver encircling a wrist, tilting her head curiously. She'd lofted an eyebrow at the maid handing her a sparkly little bracelet in a manner that would have said 'do you expect me to do anything with this aside from running it to the first lout waving a sack of coin at me for it', but that apparently hadn't phased her. Fine enough. Mary's not against taking riches plopped right into her lap. ]

Ain't usually one for pretty baubles. [ Muttered to herself, then she reaches out to bump the back of her hand against whoever's passing by's shoulder, not too shy in trying to get their attention. ] Know where I might find a merchant interested in gems, mate?
sicarius: (È cosi?)

here let me just SCREAM AT HOW PERFECT YOU ARE

[personal profile] sicarius 2013-11-19 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Anne's words are not uncommon to hear- at least not the first part. Ezio happens to pass by, dressed in warm modern attire, but he'd be a poor observer if he happened to miss that bright red hair of hers. An eyebrow raises at her question, and he cannot help but chuckle a little, standing a bit away from her.]

Shouldn't you be more worried about the cold, bella?
piercedpainter: (Happy happy joy joy)

Kio Kaidou | Loveless

[personal profile] piercedpainter 2013-11-19 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[It had happened again, Kio was kidnapped again. He had let out a sigh when he had found himself in the circle, but really at this time it was a bit nicer than the room he had been held in before. But why were these weird things starting to happen to him?

Kio had wrapped his coat around him closely as he emerged, surprised by the snow but also somewhat lost in thought. At least until the first snow ball that came in contact with his head and almost knocked his glasses off. Rubbing the spot, he blinked a moment before being pelted with several more by other near by kids.]

Hey! You could have at least given me a warning.

[Ducking behind a tree, Kio takes a moment to catch his breath before making a snowball of his own.]
kidder: (pic#7004558)

hi there :3 what canon point are you playing anne from?

[personal profile] kidder 2013-11-19 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ As annoyed as she'd been with the snickering little kids pegging her with snowballs from behind trees a short while, Mary's not exactly above being an actual five year old. Must be all the bunch of children stuck in the bodies of rugged, angry pirates she hangs out with so much rubbing off on her.

So here's a ball of snow smacking Anne square in the back. Sup gurl, how you livin. ]


Lemme know when ya get an answer to that last one, would you?

[ Called out from where she is a small ways away, rolling up another ball of snow, shit-eating grin in place. ]
hydrophobia: (don't forget what you have done)

Samara Morgan | The Ring idonknowwhatimdoing

[personal profile] hydrophobia 2013-11-19 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[It's already kind of bad enough that she's a sopping, wet mess to be caught in the cold of all things. But she is a small girl, a little too thin and with dark circles underneath her eyes. But it's hard to tell where her hair has slumped over her face. Dark, stringy hair clinging to her face.

The cold passes through her lungs, her body. And while the little girl has leaned herself up against a wall for an unknown amount of time, barely moving. Like a ghost. A pale specter of a child.

But wasn't she just a ghost? Perplexed hands clench and unclench. A shiver passes through her little body as something close to a whimper passes through her lips. She has rarely felt pain in her life -- at least of the physical variety. Unresponsive to shock, pricks, and even a blow to the head. At the most she's left standing there, hoping someone picks her up and takes her away. She feels the warm of blood passing through her body.


So this is what it feels like to be alive again?]
failassassin: (slightly snarky)

[personal profile] failassassin 2013-11-19 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[That snowball that Howl dodged? Yeah, it nailed Turlough SMACK IN THE FACE. He stumbled backwards, a bit taken aback by a snowball suddenly in his face. Unfortunately, when you stumble backwards on the icy ground, you fall. Thankfully, Turlough landed in a pile of snow.

As Howl offered his hand, he took it, pulling himself up.
] A good shot is the nice way of putting it. 'Annoying' is the other way.
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San | Princess Mononoke

[personal profile] hungrylikethe 2013-11-19 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[To say that the Princess of Monsters was happy to be here was a complete understatement. The young woman was hot was anger as she stalked about from the shadows. Where was she? This was not the forest. These so called 'gods' were not the ones she fought for.]

Damn humans.

[The word humans came from her like it was some curse. It left a bad taste in her mouth and she couldn't help but spit on the ground. She pushed her clay mask down as she tugged her furs close to her body and kept her dagger closer. She didn't know who she had to speak to- whether it was this Heimdall or someone else. They would pay for bringing her here and away from the war she should be fighting in.

She was silent as she climbed up the side of a building and nimbly moved to the edge for a better look of the city. It was no Irontown and it certainly was breathtaking, even if she preferred the forest. Her eyes narrowed under her mask as she started to glare. Why was she here? She couldn't do anything for these humans. She needed to be back where it matter- back with her mother and the forest.]


Take me back.

[She growled at the bracelet.]

TAKE ME BACK!
Edited 2013-11-19 05:39 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hungrylikethe 2013-11-19 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't you know what personal space is???? She grabs Kidd's hand and shoves it away from her, a small snarl on her face.]

I'm not your mate.

[OF COURSE SHE ASSUMES THE WOLF TERM. EW NO HUMAN.]

hungrylikethe: (pic#6989282)

[personal profile] hungrylikethe 2013-11-19 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Wichita, you really picked the wrong person to dare.]

Out of my way, human.

[She looks ready to bull dose her way through too. Hope you weren't expecting an apologize, cause you ain't getting one.
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I AM FLATTERED BY YOUR SCREAMING

[personal profile] barkedlouder 2013-11-19 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Unless all of your taverns are outdoors, the cold is the least of my worries.

[ She might shiver a little bit, but as long as there's some place with some warmth to it she'll be fine. She's more worried about the whole suddenly waking up in an unfamiliar place with no familiar people thing. She sends an amused smile his way. Good of him to worry, though. ]

But if you had an extra layer to spare, I wouldn't say no.

[personal profile] caster_blaster 2013-11-19 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Now that was a bit melodramatic. Melodramatic enough for Gene to look up from his enjoyment of a fresh, hot turkey drumstick bought from one of the local stands. He watched her for a moment, chewing it over.]

Mgh rrgh mwou wagh.

[He was silent for a moment as he mulled over how stupid that sounded, then finished swallowing his food.]

What I meant was, you can't go back. Not right now. You're kinda' stuck here for the time being.

[personal profile] caster_blaster 2013-11-19 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Gene was many things to many people, but one thing he could never be accused of was being fair in a fight. Any fight. Snowball fights included. Sentinel 3 didn't have snowy seasons, and he could barely remember them from Earth. This place provided a nice little dose of nostalgia, and he was more than happy to celebrate it by softly plodding through the snow behind Kio as his attention was drawn by the kids.

He reached down, gathering up a rather large amount of snow and balling it up. A bit larger than the ones the children made, given the good packing snow they had.]
barkedlouder: (pic#6981404)

hello :3 she's from the beginning of sequence 12!

[personal profile] barkedlouder 2013-11-19 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Anne turns around quickly, fully expecting to see a little kid standing behind her and being shocked to see who it really is. Should she be surprised, considering her current circumstances? After waking up here when she was on the Jackdaw, encountering a faceless maid, receiving a bracelet that can do things she'd never dreamed of a bracelet doing, among other things, should this really be surprising? Truth is, she doesn't care.

She's surprised and pleasantly so. Very pleasantly so. Her laugh is a little too loud, a little too happy, but all things considered, who could blame her? ]


Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes!

[ Anne's not going to let Mary be the only one to throw snowballs. ]

And you think you deserve to know, throwin' snow like you are?

[ Never mind the snowball that's currently leaving her hands and heading in Mary's direction. ]
remake: (ughhhhh)

Peter Parker | The Amazing Spider-Man (2012)

[personal profile] remake 2013-11-19 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's times like these, that Peter really wishes he had his spidey-sense back. "These times," of course, being when he gets a snowball right to the face from a giggling child and goes down over an icy curb, landing on his delicate, bony ass.

His first attempt to stand ends with his palm slipping in the snow and banging his elbow on the ground, so he takes the hint and stays on his back where it's safe for the time being. He doesn't do it quietly, though: instead, he raises his arms straight up into the air in exasperation, blinking snowflakes out of his eyes.
]

If you're trying to get me to invoke Murphy's Law, forget it!
kidder: (pic#7013241)

[personal profile] kidder 2013-11-19 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ woah slow your roll, girlfriend. there's actually a chuckle that comes from her as she takes a step back, hands held up in mock surrender while a humored smile sits on her lips ]

Don't make friends easy, do you, lass?

[ omfg kidd don't be a dick to wolf girl ]
kidder: (pic#7013242)

aw poor bb ;; kidd's from somewhere several months after they go off with rackham :3

[personal profile] kidder 2013-11-19 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ the extent of that joy she wouldn't really understand, but the thing about anne that's so likeable is that she's always some kind of smiling or laughing, if not both. it comes easy to her - a trait mary's always enjoyed about being in her company. ]

Miss me, did ya, Anne?

[ A loud, boistrous laugh comes from her as she tries to turn from the snowball and gets it square over a shoulder, ice getting all up in her jacket. wow the cold is just about as fun as she remembers it.

the snowball she's be working on is haphazardly slung back towards her friend as mary half runs and half stumbles her way through the snow to try to take cover behind a tree. this means war, bonny 8| ]


You'll have need of someone to drag your sloshed arse somewhere outta the elements once you're three sheets t'the wind, won't you?

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