ASGARD GENESIS - TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[asgardmods]

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 really be late to a TDM! This will be considered open until the new one is posted. You can make up your own scenario, interact with one of the locations in the game, use the welcome process of your character waking up or 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. Remember that the optional events are not game canon, so references to it will have to be retconned. If you aren't sure exactly how to do this, you can always ask a mod. The game cap is currently at 55/100. Casts currently at/approaching the 8 character limit are: ASOIAF/GOT: 7/8 Devil May Cry: 5/8 Reserves open on November 24 at 12:01AM EST and close on November 30 at 11:59PM EST. Applications open on December 1 at 12:01AM EST and close on December 7 at 11:59PM EST. Please always feel free to contact the mods if you have any questions! Have fun, dear (future?) Wanderers. ♥ ❧ optional scenario. It's hot. Unbearably hot. It's like the very sun itself is somehow closer to Asgard as it looms large over the city, casting heat and light into every corner of every building. It's not necessarily humid and it's not extraordinarily dry either. It's just hot. It's a faint stinging on the skin, or a constant downpour of sweat, or the strange way even being indoors is still bright and warm. There's no respite from it anywhere, and after hours without any change, it honestly feels like you might melt. No, wait. You are melting. It starts slowly at first: a bead of perspiration left behind as you set something down, maybe. Then maybe everything feels a little slimy, like even the surface of objects and furniture are sweating. And then, when the sun is highest in the sky, you start melting into other things around you. This can be anything. Something you touch or someone you bump into on the streets, the chair you're sitting on or the towel you were using to cool off. Whatever it is you make contact with, you start melting into it. Think more along the lines of oozing and fusing together than dripping and falling apart. With enough strength and determination, you can separate yourself from your new attachment and your body will reform itself as normal. But it's pretty fucking gross in the meanwhile, and it is still very, very hot. navigation.

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[itchtokill]

He has no idea what may be going through her mind, but he can tell from her repetition of the word, that it's a new one. He can only guess at what it might bring to mind and instead he just explains, "Its just a deep sort of shock."

He nods his understanding, "People in the world I was in before have forgotten much of the Gods of it. Lost faith, not just as individuals, but as whole communities. I'm not sure any Gods are very involved in much of anything there, anymore. No one left to believe...not sure how much power any of them could have left to intervene at all."

[demonicbeauty]

"It sounds like you do," she said, folding her hands behind her back.

Of course, an individual's faith was a complicated thing. And Ariadne didn't want to tread too far into that territory. Especially with someone she'd only just met.

Still, this was a kind of golden opportunity, wasn't it?

She frowned thoughtfully, looking up at him. "Are there stories you know about them? We don't have many, so far. Only very recent history, which aren't stories so much as...facts, I guess."

[itchtokill]

"It's complicated. I can't imagine they're very happy with me, if they know everything, and I assume they do." Perhaps there is a level of pity in knowing the life he'd led was never one he had a choice in having. He smiles a bit at the question and nods, "Sure, there are plenty of legends and the like I could tell you about sometime."

[demonicbeauty]

"Know everything?"

The concept of gods was familiar to Ariadne, since it was very much a reality in her world. What was slightly more foreign was the idea of omniscient gods. And certainly, the gods here didn't know everything.

If they did, they would have found a way to control the wights, and send everyone home, for that matter.

But there was something chilling in the way he said that. Something that made Ariadne's hackles rise, a little bit. If only...

Well. There were a lot of 'if onlys' in her life.

"I would like stories, though," she said slowly.

[itchtokill]

"They weren't all omniscient, as far as I know, Frigg may have been the only one to be close to it... but I never doubted we were watched. I suppose you could say my parents put a certain fear in me." Fear of the Gods might be how that sounds on the surface. There's much more to it, of course, but Kol isn't getting into too many personal details with her just yet. "Well, who do you want to hear about?" He asks, suddenly dropping into one of the chairs in the room. If they're going to be here awhile, they may as well make use of the room as intended, shouldn't they?

[demonicbeauty]

Ariadne perched herself on the corner of the table, her legs swinging over the tiled floor. She wanted to curl up into a ball, wrap her arms around her knees, and listen. But ladies didn't do that. And if she wasn't a lady, she was at least well-trained enough to pretend, to adopt the habits when called on.

"Oh, I don't know," she said. "I barely know anything. I've only met Sigyn, Honir, and Odin. And only very briefly, with Odin. He seemed a little bit busy at the time."

Although strangely patient, considering the barrage of questions she fired off at him.

"Why not start with him?"