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[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!

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[raptorcanaria]

[Right, of course. Because Ollie's parents were presumably better at holding on to money than he is, and ate at better places.]

That's probably because there isn't a place like this on Earth. Mrs. Queen, the food you're about to taste is out of this world.

[As long as that doesn't have to mean good. She grabs the attention of one of the waiting kedan and they take a table near the window.]

[trustbutverify]

[gdi, Ollie Actually, that much would have surprised her. For all that he had changed ever since returning home, one skill about him that Moira had slowly begun to admire was his new responsibilities in starting up that night club business of his. A little too into his old element, maybe, but it had already taught him so much about things he had once taken for granted.]

Somehow, I find that less reassuring than probably intended.

[She took a seat, side-eying the chairs. And the table. And, really, everything else. When it came time to place an order, she made no move to conceal her desire for alcohol. The coldest bottle they had, preferably. She made sure there was more than enough money in her pocket to cover the cost, considering it was supposed to last her for who knows how long?]

[raptorcanaria]

I was going more for dry irony.

[Dinah sits at the table much more casually, smiling at the waiter and ordering a drink and some appetizers for them both with enthusiasm. The food's not amazing during rationing, but she knows what is good.]

So, I guess I should admit here that I know very little about you. Which doesn't appear to be mutual?

[trustbutverify]

Apparently not.

I've known you and your father for years, Laurel. Though I can't say he was much of a fan of our family.

[raptorcanaria]

You knew my Dad?

[She lets 'Laurel' drop again at this revelation. Not only is Moira alive, but an acquaintance of Dinah's family? She's surprised, and it's obvious.]

[trustbutverify]

[Habit.]

[Though she couldn't help raising an eyebrow at the deliberate past tense.]

I still do.

[In other words, the man was very much still alive. As far as she knew.]

[raptorcanaria]

[Moira being alive was one thing. Dinah never knew her to miss her, and could only understand in the abstract what Ollie must be going through.

Her father being alive...

...she covers her mouth with the fingers of one hand, for a few seconds speechless.]

He's alive?

[trustbutverify]

Can't seem to get rid of him.

[Despite her animosities towards the Police Sergeant...there is a warm fondness in her tone as she watches Laurel Dinah's expression.]

I take it he's not where and when you're from?

[raptorcanaria]

No.

[But neither is Moira, for that matter.]

I was fifteen. He... the job got him.

[Admittedly not his job. But people who know what business Dinah and Olle are in know what is meant by 'the job.']

[trustbutverify]

[Moira...did not know. At all. She didn't have the slightest clue, and it showed in her eyes.]

I'm so sorry to hear that.

It sounds to me like he was a dedicated Police Officer in any universe. You should be proud.

[raptorcanaria]

[Well, that clears a couple of things up: Larry Lance was a police officer, and Moira doesn't jump to 'Justice Society' reasons for 'the job.']

He was.

Better than Gotham's finest deserved, I know that.

[trustbutverify]

Gotham?

[Why did it feel like they were having two different conversations.]

We don't live in Gotham. We live in Starling City.

[raptorcanaria]

Star - I'm sorry, Starling City?

[Wait, that makes even less sense than anything.]

Northern California?

[trustbutverify]

Yes. That's the one.

Is that so strange?

[raptorcanaria]

It's called Star City at home.

[Dinah shakes her head at the strangeness of the multiverse.]

Of all the random differences.

[trustbutverify]

[Random, indeed.]

Are you sure we're talking about the same place anymore?

[raptorcanaria]

No, not really.

But if that's your city and that's Oliver's city, then I can't imagine him anywhere else.

[trustbutverify]

It's the only City we've ever called home.

I raised both my children there. Saw them become wonderful, beautiful adults. For all the horrible things that have happened to us in the last five years...it's that fact alone that often keeps me going.

[One could not deny that everything she had done since, for better or worse, had been for her children.]

[raptorcanaria]

[Again, Dinah hesitates. Much as she wants to know about the last five years, what exactly happened there, she focuses on that other thing Moira just said.]

Children.

[Plural. Ollie has a sibling? He's such an archetypal only child.]

[trustbutverify]

[At least, this time, she was a little more aware of the discrepancy. Oliver had reacted with similar surprise at hearing of his sister.]

Yes. One of each. Oliver...and Thea. She just turned eighteen, and is every bit as much like her brother as neither of them will ever admit.

[raptorcanaria]

Two Olivers.

[There is no better way to assuage awkwardness than by making a joke.]

You must be a saint.

[trustbutverify]

[She couldn't help chuckling. It was the only thing to keep her from desperately wanting to cry at just how wrong Laurel Dinah was. But she couldn't bring herself to tell her. Not so soon after they've remet for the first time.]

Far from it.

If anything, Oliver's the one who deserves most of the credit. Ever since he returned from the island, he's been...different. More responsible. A better role model for his sister than I could have imagined. [She paused] ...at times, possibly even a better parent than I ever was.

[raptorcanaria]

[Well, there it is. Actual mention of the island. Dinah's smug smirk fades, becomes softer at that reference.]

Yes, well. That island definitely changed him.

[trustbutverify]

[And they're back to the similarities. Possibly.]

Did he...ever tell you what happened while he was there?

[raptorcanaria]

[Softly:] Yes, he did.

When he was ready.