MAY'S TEST DRIVE

[nukeoleptic]

THE TEST DRIVE MEME

• Got a character you're thinking of reserving/apping next round? PUT THEM HERE! • Threads here can count as your log sample! • Comment with your character's name and canon! • This is open to everyone! Also, test drivers can tag other test drivers. :) • You're never late! This doesn't "close" until next month's opens. • 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 are open from April 27th at 12:01AM CST to May 3rd at 11:59PM CST. Application information (including the list of pending apps) is here, and they are open from May 4th at 12:01AM CST to May 10th at 11:59PM 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 into the city to find themselves in the middle of a festival that seems to run along the main road in the city. There are booths set up for face painting, for typical carnival skill games, and pockets of entertainment. It seems to be a spring celebration, and though the adults seem a little weary, native children run along the streets playing pick-up games of ball and capture the flag, paying no mind to whatever new Traveler they may run headlong into. Head toward your god house, stop off for a snack at a food stand, or let some of the Natives pull you aside to braid flowers around your wrist. You're in the city of Asgard now: you may as well get acquainted. Make sure to have fun, and as always, feel free to hit the mods or players up with any questions you might have! ♥

Comments

[disheartening]

[ she smiles a bit and it's purely instinct. ]

With marshmallows. Henry's favorite. Always have been.

[ and though Henry isn't here, though the pain of his absence is nearly physical ( she can feel it in her bones ), knowing he is back in Storybrooke and not lost to her in Neverland is in fact, helpful. ]

--- Thank you. It means more than you'll know.

[alionsheart]

[ There's a distinct flicker of sadness in Robin's own eyes, though it passes quickly. There's no need to dwell in it, but he can make it useful, channel that energy into making his way back to his son. ]

I know what it's like to be parted from your son, as my own boy remains back in Storybrooke. I have to believe he's being well cared for by my men, but not being able to see him with my own eyes is troubling, to say the least.

[disheartening]

I'm - sorry.

[ as odd and awkward as it is for her to say but she knows the pain of a parent when seperated from their child and she would't wish it upon anyone. ]

If it helps any, it's hardly a place for children. It's a city in war.