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

omigod :3c and 2?

[stagethreeclinger]

[ Roy generally like to roam around the busier areas of Keeliai, more because he likes the people and the noise and he'll often see familiar faces. Feels less alone, less isolated from what he knows. Home. Interesting new people are also easy to find around here, like one Green Arrow - that green outfit sticking out like crazy, but he's not... going to jump to conclusions. Instead, just strike up conversation. Sort of. ]

Holy muskateers. Nice beard, Dartanian. [ And there's also the outfit, fairly reminiscent, but a lot of people have a hard on for Robin Hood, right? Not that........ weird. ] Or more Sherwood forest, I guess. Either way, impressive.

I have no idea what :3c is supposed to look like.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[Ollie is in the middle of arguing with a merchant selling poultry. More specifically, they're shouting over the cost of feathers.]

That is highway robbery! You had them in the trash with the intestines, and now you want - shuddup, Roy, the goatee is classic.

[The response is automatic, and there's no rhythm lost as Ollie turns right back to the vendor, at first.]

Look at these! Half of them are covered in blood! They're crap for fletch...ing...

[Slow turn back to the smart-mouthed redhead.]

Well, shit.

fjdklsfa it's an amused face doing chinhands fff sorry ;;

[stagethreeclinger]

[ ......................UM.

Well shit is about right, and so maybe jumping to conclusions wasn't a bad idea, but Roy's frozen shock still for the moment, eyes wide and something a little... raw there. He hasn't see Ollie since he'd kicked him out onto the street. Hadn't spoken to him. Just sent passass prank calls and emails to the Justice League in vague bitterness but mostly for the funsies.

And while he looks different a little, even as Roys getting a closer look past facial hair, it sinks in. There's been a lot of things he's been wanting to say, considered apologizing, considered punching him in the face, considered being a smug shit. Some part of him desperately wants to have his approval back, to get that father figure he had back, but his time with the Outlaws have faded that.

He doesn;t really immediately get to what should come out of his mouth. So. :| ]


...Hey.

*rolls sleeves ups* Let's do this.

[itsnoteasybeingreen]

[Ollie is using the silence to give Roy a long look. Dinah was right; he's younger. How young is a little hard to discern, because Roy will always look 12 to him.

Objectively, nineteen, maybe twenty. Drinking age is pushing it, and that should put him right between blaming Ollie for everything and the two of them ignoring each other. Marvelous. There has to be a merchant that sells Tums somewhere.]

Hey.

[And then... he moves past the face and the too long hair sticking out of that damn hat - it's worse than the shades, kid, lose it - which has been serving to bolster up his opinion that this is not his Roy and that he doesn't have to get too involved in this conversation. His glance scans downward, but it doesn't get far. His eyes flicker from one shoulder to the other.]

You got tattoos? Already? You're like 15.

[That Roy had an armband back home did not matter. He'd had a reason for that one. These...]

You look ridiculous.