ASGARD GENESIS - TEST DRIVE #1

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the test drive meme. ❧ let's do this. Anyone can post to the test drive meme, including duplicates! Please put your character name and canon in the title of your comment. All threads are considered open to everyone! Tag around and make some friends (or enemies)! If you decide to apply to the game, you can use your TDM threads for your app samples! You only need to provide seven comments if you use TDM samples. You can't be "late" to a TDM! This will be considered open until the next one goes live next month. You can make up your own scenario, interact with one of the locations in the game, use the welcome process of your character selecting a god house, or use our optional prompt below! You do not need to pick a god house to play on the TDM! You can have your character still in the process of discussing/deciding/despairing instead. If you are accepted to the game, you can keep TDM threads as game canon as long as you fudge some of the details depending on your original thread. If you aren't sure exactly how to do this, you can always ask a mod. Reserves open on May 25 at 12:01AM PST and close on May 31 at 11:59PM PST. Applications open on June 1 at 12:01AM PST and close on June 7 at 11:59PM PST. Please always feel free to contact the mods if you have any questions! Have fun, dear (future?) Wanderers. ♥ ❧ optional scenario. As you enter Asgard proper, many of the natives have gathered into curious crowds to greet these mysterious children of the World Tree. Some of them carry baskets of flowers and nervously offer one to any Wanderers that come near. They are vibrant and colorful, picked from the wilds surrounding Asgard, and they might have an odd effect on your character if they sniff the flowers directly. Purple flowers will make your character very giggly and easily amused by everything they see and hear. Orange flowers will make your character feel very warm all over, like the sun is beating down on them directly. Blue flowers will make your character somewhat short and impatient with anything that seems like even a minor inconvenience to them. Effects of the flowers can wear off anywhere between a few minutes to an hour. And for those new to Asgard, this scenario aligns with some of the general curses we might have in the game! navigation.

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[nineteenfortyfive]

He does speak something familiar that pulls at her heart even if she's never heard of Westeros. Claire listens quietly, wondering if Jamie would explain things similarly to a stranger if he were here. That thought does nothing to make the ache in her chest go away.

So, while she's heard it all, she focuses on something else he said.

"A parley? You do have the look of a soldier to you."

And maybe that means he'll be all right when it comes to adjusting.

[northerndragon]

He hesitates. Should he tell her? He is proud of what his countrymen made of him -- though he has passed the honor along to someone who he thinks is better suited to carry the weight of it -- but he doesn't like to boast about it.

On the other hand, the story makes little sense without kings and queens.

"Aye, I am a soldier, but I went as King in the North. The North is one of the Seven Kingdoms, has been for three hundred years with my father's family as Wardens, but for the last six or so... well, there have been troubles, betrayals and wars for the throne, and our fight to be free of the family that holds the Iron Throne now, to remove their bannermen from my family's seat. And now a claimant from the old dynasty has returned from exile to try to take the throne.

"We went to negotiate a temporary peace, and to show the queen why it was the only option, the only chance for all of us. If we ignore the real threat to fight each other, all of us will die."

But he runs up against a mild reluctance to say exactly what the 'real threat' is.

[nineteenfortyfive]

"King in the North?" This young man? A soldier she can see, and perhaps a king if she squints, but it's a startling revelation if only because he doesn't carry himself in the way she's accustomed to royalty doing. No expectations, no demands. She supposes it could be because here there are no countries or lands to be king over, but she has a hard time imagining him as haughty even in a different setting only moments after meeting him. After all, it's not the first thing he said, and he didnt' introduce himself as king.

She's never been fond of kings or princes. Maybe he'll change that opinion.

"I had no idea. And what was this real threat?"

[northerndragon]

"Well," (he looks a little sheepish,) "Not anymore. I bent the knee to the woman who's pressing her claim -- I thought it was the best thing, for all of us. But I went to the parlay as King in the North."

When she asks what the real threat is, he frowns gently, still reluctant.

"Might be that you won't believe me. No one ever really does, until they see them, or have to fight them. That's the trouble... no one expects something like this. They think it's a story told to frighten children."

He sighs, swallows.

"It was an army of dead men, controlled by a king who can raise them, so that whoever his army kills can become one of his soldiers. They don't negotiate; they don't eat or sleep or even tire. He isn't human. I saw him kill a flying dragon by throwing a spear at it from the ground."

The despair and frustration that enters his tone with that last bit might indicate that killing a dragon that way seems, in itself, almost impossible -- as impossible as dragons themselves, or armies of dead men, or inhuman kings who lead them and use them as his puppets.

[nineteenfortyfive]

When one's traveled through time and stone, maybe an army of dead men isn't too hard to stomach. Or, you know. Being in bloody Asgard.

Claire's quiet for a long few moment, and then decides.

"I believe you. I don't have any reason to doubt you, do I?"

He seems sane enough.

"How... how do you kill something that's already dead?"