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

*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.