test drive!

[ironwood]

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!

Comments

[raptorcanaria]

[Yes. She knows. And from the way she sighs against him, he can probably guess the answer is yes but...]

Not from their universe. Or ours. Not that generation, anyway.

[Well: Mia's friends. And Zee and Kaldur. But she means Roy.]

Oliver.

[Her fingers interlaced with his tighten in his hand.]

He doesn't know who I am. He barely knows you.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[He doesn't have words for that one. That means Roy's young. Too young for Red Arrow, even too young for Arsenal. Before all the crap that came between them, when he was still naive and fresh and shit. That might be too much for him to face. He wishes that she'd said that Roy didn't know him at all and absolved him of the responsibility of having to talk to him. He's not sure that he can, without shoving him into a chair and staging a pre-intervention complete with pamphlets and a Powerpoint presentation on the likelihood of a band making it big.

Ollie hugs Dinah tighter.]

[raptorcanaria]

[She wraps her arms around him completely and just pulls him to her.]

He's just so different. Too old for Speedy, which means nothing to him. No drugs, sure, but no you, no me. no Lian.

I don't know him anymore.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[He goes rigid at that and clings to it like it's a life preserver. Roy's older... and has never been Speedy. Clean. Clean is good, and he wants to hug him for that, to tell him he's proud of him, except -

He's never been Speedy. There's an immediate distancing of himself from this Roy, without the years of shared experiences. He doesn't have to step in for a missing Green Arrow if there isn't one to miss, and the pressure is off.]

That's not Roy.

[raptorcanaria]

[Feeling him tense, she squeezes him tighter her finger hooking into his costume. Suddenly realizing why he's tensing makes her loosen her grip enough to lean back and look at him.]

It's not our Roy.

[It's still Roy Harper.]

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[It's not still Roy Harper. Roy's had a rough time, and he's come out of it a better ki- man than he ever could have been if he hadn't learned what it was like to be kicked when he was down. To have someone else that you put first. If you take away Roy's past, he loses something essential that carves out his personality and drives his opinions.

Ollie can't picture him any other way and doesn't want to.]

Our Roy doesn't always like me, and I don't always like him.

[What is he supposed to do with one that he can't needle about that time he crashed the Arrowcar to diffuse the tension?]

[raptorcanaria]

[He's supposed to treat him as a person in his own right, and learn to like him?

Dinah takes a step back, keeping Ollie's hands in hers, but letting them fall in front of them.]

Just promise me you won't avoid him.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[He is not a person in his own right! He is Roy Harper, except that he's not Roy Harper, and, if he doesn't hold up to Roy, Ollie is going to read him the Riot Act daily until he does.

Ollie grunts at her.]

I won't avoid him.

[That isn't a promise. The word promise was never said allowed, and he can't be held to that fairly. Besides, he'll make Roy avoid him.]

[raptorcanaria]

[Yeah, well. They'll deal with that inevitability when it happens.

Dinah pulls herself closer to him and gives him a light kiss to acknowledge the not-a-promise.]

I'm glad you're here. I missed you, hotshot.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[Yep, he's gonna be screwed when he meets Roy, one way or another. Sealing the deal with a kiss is cheating, pretty bird.

Ollie breaks away and deliberately messes up her hair before collecting his bow from the ground. He looks up at the city in the distance and sighs.]

Let's get this show on the road. I don't care if they say time is frozen. I left Mia and Connor in charge, and they have access to my bank account. I'm not going home to Zen Garden 90210.

[raptorcanaria]

Come on, I'll give you a lift back.

[She interlaces her fingers with his and starts back to the walkway. Her motorcycle wasn't really built for two, but they've ridden worse together.]

Unless you'd rather walk. You could probably use the exercise.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[Ollie just rolls his eyes and swats her ass.]

I've got better ways to get cardio.

[raptorcanaria]

[She squeezes his other hand in return.]

Let's get out of here before we commit some act of sacrilege, then.

[And suddenly her day off became kind of full.]