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MAY'S TEST DRIVE

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! ♥

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[ A spring festival, you say? Normally Tomoyo would be all over that, complete with impossibly cute outfit ~~preferably with Sakura in tow~~, but at the moment she's still feeling a little dazed by the spectacle of the unfamiliar place. Catching the bright sound of giggles coming up from behind, she turns too late to avoid getting jostled by a small crowd of other children, shoving her backwards into another person.

Oh no oh no oh- ]

Oh! Please forgive me!

[Wandering around this festival is at least welcome after the weirdness of the welcome here. He has his guitar case over his shoulder as well, another thing to be a sort of comfort to him while he's stuck in Asgard. If nothing else, these can serve as distractions for him as he wanders around trying to understand why he's really here. He's just someone who wants to be in the greatest rock band. Why he'd be here is beyond him.

Stopping in front of one of the music players, he watches them. This is really just insane. A dream maybe. Well, he's had weirder dreams.

Someone bumps into his arm and he looks over to see who it is.]

[ Well, wasn't this a new and surprising little piece of hell. Felix frowns as he surveys the street, touching his fingertips to his temple and doing his very, very best to suss out this situation. Hair and shirt both rumpled, he looks more like he's freshly woken from a quick nap on the couch instead of newly arrived to the city. Most of the time, he can be found wandering aimlessly, a vague expression of utter incredulity still on his face; other times, he'll actually wave down whoever he spots wearing a bracelet, before ducking closer to them and whispering: ]

This isn't real, is it? There's no way.

( she's a little bit across the way when she sees him, and for a moment it doesn't even register-- asgard and felix are two very desperate concepts, and her brain doesn't want to register them both at once. but she blinks, and there he is.

she doesn't so much run across the street as march, very purposefully. she reaches him in a matter of moments, puts up a hand as though to grab him by the arm but then thinks better of it. )

Felix? ( there's definitely a too-high note to her voice, there. )

Edited 2014-04-27 07:08 (UTC)

[ He catches sight of her very distinct march in his peripheral vision and knows immediately, without hesitation or doubt, who she is. Her inflection (and bangs, of course) do nothing but confirm what he already knows. The bewildered smile he greets her with is couched in something like guilty relief, too. ]

They've brought the both of us here to fight a war for them? They must be desperate.

[ He can hear the way his own joke falls a little flat, and he reaches forward to briefly grip her sleeve. Hello, Alison. ]

You're here too, then.

[ sarah almost misses seeing him as she walks by, more intent on focusing on not being seen than paying attention to her surroundings. but it's his voice that stands out unmistakably that draws her attention. sarah peers over her shoulder, letting down her hood to get a better look at where she'd heard his voice coming from. she can spot someone walking away and for a second, her heart stops at the sight of the familiar lanky frame. could it really be him, or was she just projecting who she wanted to see? ]

Fe? [ no, there was definitely no mistaking it. she begins jogging towards him, yelling in an attempt to catch his attention: ] Felix!

( she plants her feet and sets one hand on her hip, shaking her head. )

I've been here. And so have certain mutual acquaintances. But we didn't think...

( that anyone else would get sucked into this. especially felix, who is blessedly normal by alison's expanded standards. )

And their desperation's not really a secret. It's been awful.

[ For a split second, hearing Sarah yell his name through the small crowd on the street doesn't seem unusual. He's confused when he feels an instinctive flood of relief - yes, he loves her unconditionally, but running into her out in town wasn't usually a cause for excitement - but his brain does finally catch up with the rest of him, and he glances back at her over his shoulder before turning on his heel. ]

Holy shit, you're here, too. Thank God.

[ He starts toward her, too, reaching up to gently clasp her upper arms in his hands when they both finally halt. ]

This isn't - can you please tell me that this is just a bad trip? Because no way is this real. The Clone Club is one thing, but this is just ridiculous, Sarah. [ His voice drops to a fast, conspiratory whisper. ] And I'm pretty sure that kid over there was an elf. Pointy ears and everything, could you please tell me where the hidden cameras are?

[ 'Blessedly normal' is possibly the highest order of compliment that one could receive from Alison, and Felix would be beyond flattered if he had any idea. Instead, he's just left frowning a little at her answer, as if trying to figure out what, exactly, she might mean by it. ]

You didn't think what?

[ And then - ]

And awful how, exactly? Does it go beyond the kidnapping and tacky jewelry?

[ she's practically running by the time he's noticed her and less than gracefully barrels into his arms. her hands clasp his face because she really, really needs to make sure this is real right now. when it looks like he won't be disappearing within the next blink, sarah deflates, relaxing her arms to rest on his shoulders instead. ]

Holy shite, Felix. [ and there's a part of her, the very same part that has her feeling too much about everything ( usually frustration, given her recent situation at home ), that makes her voice break. sarah doesn't normally allow herself to even come close to being this vulnerable, but this is felix. he's seen her at levels no one else has.

she laughs, eventually, once she gets over the initial shock. ] I wish I could. Anything'd be better than finding out this is all real, yeah?

Sarah.

[ The forced lightheartedness in his own tone evaporates that moment he hears that crack in hers. Felix is still struggling to find his own feet here, but that can wait. He tugs her into a proper hug and rests his face briefly against the side of her head. It's instinct to want to reassure her, but he has no idea if he can, so for now - this will have to do.

He lingers before finally releasing her, and the laugh that echoes hers rings inauthentic even to his own ears. ]

Yeah, seriously. Not much by the way of public transportation, is there?

[ He's glancing around now, though, trying to find a private place for them to talk. ]

Oh-- no, I'm sorry!

[Hibiki's been having similar troubles. It's so crowded, it's hard not to bump into anyone by mistake.

And that goes doubly so when one is so small to begin with.]

Are you okay?

[At least three things may hit you about the lanky young man in the black sweater calmly approaching you in the street. The first is the smell: not overwhelming, but musky enough to suggest a fair few sweaty days without any chance to shower. Then again, since he's clearly a teenager with modern-looking clothes, that may or may not be much of a surprise.

The second is the antenna-like monstrosity clinging snugly to the top of his head - probably headphones, judging by the cord dangling from them. If they don't hit you, they might poke your eye out. It's not clear where his music player is.

The third is the small wooden phone strap that, without any preamble whatsoever, he's now all but shoving in your face.]

You know where this "Baldr" is?

[There's no flicker of a clue in his almost offensively neutral expression, either.]

( she lifts a hand to gesture vaguely, pitching her voice down to a whisper. )

I thought they'd leave, you know, normal people out of this.

( which was a singularly foolish thought, she now sees. of course there are other people around who wouldn't raise so much as an eyebrow in scarborough, but there's also the elves and witches and monsters. alison has seen herself, largely, as a member of the latter group. and maybe there's a part of her that thinks nothing's off limits, now-- she's a clone, and there is no boundary on the insane things life might throw at her. maybe it's all she deserves, now. )

I don't know know. Half the city was under water for a good part of the week I arrived, and they expect us to use magic.

( she smiles, a little ironically. )

But jewelry is on the list.

[The teenager who just bounced off his elbow stares right back at him, surprised but apparently unwilling to move out of the way.]

Sorry. I didn't see you.

[Kazuya isn't annoyed, though, and soon looks back towards the street performers with a small smile.] ...It isn't what I was expecting.

[Can he even hear the music through those striking white headphones he's wearing? It's a mystery for the ages.]

[Cora's been a wolf long enough to know how a lunar eclipse works. In fact, given that she was just currently in one, she's well aware of how human and helpless she feels right now. It's actually not all that new from what she was feeling less that five minutes ago only there are a few distinct differences.

The most important one being that the sun is shining.

And she has no idea where she is.

And her nose is just about useless with regards to trying to sort out that particular fact.

And she feels like a weak, pathetic excuse for a werewolf so you can probably understand that she is really, really annoyed right now, and while that may be standard operating procedure for a Hale, usually she could punch something and feel better. Now she's actually afraid of breaking her hand.

She's annoyed, she's not stupid.

So basically, to sum up: Asgard is now +1 annoyed, glaring former Hale werewolf who would really like to know what the hell is going on ASAP (don't get her started on all that bracelet crap or whatever she was told by the welcome house, she doesn't trust that for a second) who is now wandering through the carnival, trying not to draw too much attention to herself.

Feel free to bother her anyway.]

[ So this was definitely not what Tina was expecting from her day. Seeing Rachel off to New York, a nice date with Mike afterwards- no kidnapping needed, thank you. And if this really is a war, then why is there some sort of celebration? It's all really strange. She'd probably be crying at something like this, but she's just too weirded out.

So when some Natives grab her and start braiding flowers around her wrist, she's at first too startled to say anything. Not anymore, though her old shyness seems to be returning due to her kidnapping. ] Um, could you please stop that? Don't really need any accessories right now...

[Derek's been in Asgard long enough to have some kind of handle on the city, but maybe not long enough to be of any real, concrete use to Cora. He can't tell her why she's here, at least not in any greater detail than the maid already would have. He can't give her any advice on how to deal with being human, because he's still struggling with the power loss, too. He can't do much for her at all.

But that doesn't stop him from almost having a heart attack when he sees her from across the street.

One of the native children had begged Derek to get his face painted at one of the carnival stands, and as much as it irritated him, he couldn't say no to a kid. The stall runner painted him to look like a dog, which was kind of a terrible joke, and he was wiping his face clean with the hem of his shirt when he saw Cora from the corner of his eye. That's when he sprinted over, half his face still slathered in grey paint and drawn on whiskers. At the very least, maybe the sight of Cora's brother looking like this would be enough to cheer her up a bit.]

What are you doing here?

[It's a terrible question and an even more terrible introduction, but, hey, that's Derek. His gut is in knots, despite his appearance. He hadn't expected he would ever see Cora again - but here she was, standing in front of him, looking as surly and exasperated as he had when he first arrived.]

You're here. Why are you here?

[The girl answering your question just happens to be catgirl with fluffy blond hair and a excited expression on her face for no particular reason. Wearing a rather plain looking dress, she is a rather odd sight even in a place like Asgard.]

Nope! But I could help you look!

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A
[Having been drawn into another world far from her beloved owner, and provider of food and cat toys, normally would have been enough for Catreece to spend the entire day sitting in the corner sulking and batting depressingly at a ball of string.

But the excitement of the carnival around her was simply to infectious for her to stay depressed for very long. It would be a common sight on that particular day to see the blond-haired catgirl dashing about, trying every game she could, playing with small children, and eating far more food then one would expect a girl her size to be able to handle.]

B
[Having worn herself out with a day filled with over indulgence and excess, Catreece had yet found time to find her way to her assigned god house. To full, and lazy, to move, the catgirl can be found sitting and complaining to herself about the difficulties of not having everything handed to her on silver platter.]

Someone help me!

Edited 2014-04-27 16:37 (UTC)

...That's okay. [She is an odd sight, and maybe he'd gravitated towards her without thinking too hard about it, but Kazuya doesn't look fazed so much as a little resigned. He lowers the cell phone strap without looking away from her.] What about these other gods? They must be here somewhere.

[ lagertha still isn't sure what she should be making of this land. the buildings themselves are things she's not sure she's ever seen before, even during her raids to england, or to the east. the way that the people seem to move, and hold themselves, and speak to each other all seems a bit off, and it's that sense of discomfort that has her on edge.

there had been a woman, or something close, who had given her a god house. bestowed on her the name of a power, some kind of strength given to her from the gods. having that much in common has at least enabled lagertha to continue out into the rest of the...what did they call this? a city? but it hasn't eased her too much. she still has that itch right under her skin, needing a sword back at her side, something to carry with her. she needs to find her men, find bjorn and ragnar, find anyone she could potentially trust to find her a sword, the path to the ocean, a boat.

after a bit of time, though, she finds herself drawn to the sounds of a festival. the revelries and excitement carried through the wind. when a small native girl reaches up to grab her arm, lagertha finds herself smiling a bit, leaning down and letting the girl place the crown of flowers over her head. ]

[Luna has always found solace in nature. At first the people tying flowers around her wrist made her wary, something she would have never shied away from before. But they seem kind and thankful for her just being there, so despite her dirty and torn dress, she's actually smiling and touching the flowers gently. They're pretty, and they make her think of her garden back home, a little quieted by the thought.

Maybe she should be reacting more to the news of the war here, her magic gone, and these gods, but she's just taking time to enjoy the flowers that the natives are giving out.]

[Derek, these are very stupid questions because WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SHE KNOWS and the glare that she gives him indicates as much, but it's softened by the fact that Derek has half a dog painted on his face.

In fact she's really trying hard not to laugh. But that's not the important thing.

Okay it's kind of the important thing.]

What the hell is on your face?

[Priorities, okay?]

I don't know that either...

[Catreece sounded a little dejected. She wanted to help, but had spent the short period of time she had been in Asgard messing around, and not even once tried to find where any of the god houses were.]

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MAY'S TEST DRIVE

Tomoyo Daidouji | Cardcaptor Sakura | Freyr

Yoshiyuki Taira | BECK | Freyr

Felix Dawkins | Orphan Black

omg hi

hello!!

oh my god HI

we are very!! excited!!

HI HELLO you guys are quick!

IT'S SUPER LATE I AM SO OFF MY GAME TONIGHT

only for the best! :')

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Kazuya Minegishi (Protagonist) | Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor

HEY YOU LASTED LONGER THAN I DID

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cora hale | teen wolf

Tina Cohen-Chang | Glee

ahhhhhhhhh hello

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Catreece | Reality Check [1995 comic]

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lagertha lothbrok { vikings }

Luna Lovegood | HP

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