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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_ooc2013-03-30 01:53 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME - TU SHANSHU EDITION!


Itching to try out writing a character? Then rev up your engines, grab your accounts, and slam your way into this meme! Here is a venue for you to try out whatever character there might be tickling your fancy, from fandom to OC, for as few as one and as many as MANY. Seriously, there's no limit.

How do you partake in this fantastic congregation of character testing? Why, by following these simple steps:
  1. Comment with the journal of a character you want to test; put their name and canon in the subject line for added sparkles.
  2. Tag around with everyone!
  3. Profit like you live on a the back of a turtle!
But wait, there's more! For the low, low price of $9,999.99, you can even use one of our handy prompts when you tag someone. You could even pick one with a Random Number Generator to help decide which prompt to go with!
  1. A Chance Meeting at the Turtle's Head.
    Remember, being here causes a great sense of-- well, shall we say inner peace.
  2. Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace!
    Maybe someone else saw the exact same shiny thing you did at the exact same moment! However shall this be resolved? Remember: blood is extremely hard to scrub off of turtleshell!
  3. Hey, I Just Met You, and This is Crazy...
    First impressions are always the most important, right?
  4. WILDCARD!
    Go nuts. Suddenly your character is fighting dragons! Good God, they've found the Millennium Falcon drifting in the ocean! Do you really feel the need to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Please note, Wildcard options are also what you can choose to do if you aren't yet comfortable in the Tu Shanshu setting and would prefer a more 'dear-mun' esque experience. Please specify in your post!
The first comment/thread on this test drive is going to be titled ENABLE ME and it's where you post character accounts/muselists, etc and others (members, passerbys, shoulder demons) can enable you to apply to Tu Shanshu! Come, let us enable you to the turtletastic madness!
effective: (14)

no problem! c:

[personal profile] effective 2013-03-30 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Katniss' face just sort of crumples in on itself when he speaks. It's not really confirmation, but she can't bring herself to care anymore. He's here, and she's just going to pretend he's real until proven otherwise.

A quiet sound of pain or relief or something in between escapes her as she all but throws herself at the man, clinging to him]
I did it. [The words are choked, whispered] I was the Mockingjay. It's done. [She needs to make sure he knows that. She needs to make sure he didn't die for nothing]
afirewithfashion: ([comfort] hugging katniss)

no problem!

[personal profile] afirewithfashion 2013-03-30 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's so much he can say. He knew she could -- how many times had he told her? He'd never doubted her once, from the beginning.

But that's not what she needs to hear right now. And he owes her better. He catches her and hugs her, one hand smoothing over her forehead and into her hair.]

I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] effective 2013-03-31 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Something about that simple, almost paternal touch breaks something inside of Katniss. Which takes her by surprise in and of herself, because she hadn't known there was anything left inside her to break anymore. She presses her face into Cinna's chest.] They killed Prim. [Her face is wet, and it takes her a couple of seconds to realise that she's crying. She hadn't known she could do that, still.] They killed Prim, and Peeta was taken, and Finnick died, but it's done. Snow's dead. [And Katniss still doesn't know how she survived]
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[personal profile] afirewithfashion 2013-03-31 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He can't tell her it's okay. It's not, any of it. It was never okay to begin with, and he's just as responsible as Snow or Haymitch for dragging her into this. He made her into a symbol, look what happened.]

It's over, now. You're here. You made it.

[Weak consolation, at best, but it's all he has to offer her. He hugs her tighter and strokes through her hair.]