Test Drive Meme | #48

[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: → Comment with the journal of a character you want to test; put their name and canon in the subject line for added sparkles. → Tag around with everyone! → Profit like you live on a the back of a turtle! → Maybe even RESERVE so you CAN live on 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! 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 turtle shell! Dramatic Chase Sequence! You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...? Where there's a will, there's a...? The Life and Dreaming Planes have been merged, and sometimes what starts out as wishful thinking becomes lured into reality. That slick new motorcycle or pile of kingly treasure you were just daydreaming about? Surprise! It's just appeared in front of you. Though, it may only stay for a short while before it disappears again, so make it count. Hopefully you're not the type to daydream about terrible things befalling people you don't like... Let's play cops and robbers! Local law enforcement is handled by the Keeliai Police Department, an organization of both Foreigners and kedan dedicated to keeping the peace in the turtle... and they're about to make a raid on a large, illegal gambling ring! Are you going to collar the nearest bad guy, or are you one of the high rollers now looking to make a quick escape? Or a bookie who's now getting booked downtown? Wait... you want my what now?! The kedan are a curious folk, and the Foreigners are entertainment in conveniently arriving packages, especially when they come along with unique items that the kedan might not have seen before. Maybe it's your cellphone... or maybe it's your knickers! How badly do you want to keep your stuff from some overeager native shapeshifters who want to buy, bribe, or burglarize it right off your person? Sea prunes, get your sea prunes right here! Life in Keeliai can take a little getting used to: the chickens have scales, the cows have feathers, and the fruits come in more colour and pattern combinations than your average tye-dye shirt. Not to mention that meal you just ordered from the food vendor? Has arrived on the plate, and you're pretty sure you just saw it move. Everybody needs a little darkness... The Great Enemy may have been defeated over two years ago, and people are even willing to speak Malicant's name aloud now, but there remains a taint in the city never fully purged. Those who consider Malicant a dark god whose end was unjust are the cultists of Keeliai, and they aren't always so easy to identify as one might think. Sometimes their presence is felt in the growing urge to give into one's darker instincts, especially in such a foreign place... Illicit substances, anyone? Every city has its vices, and Keeliai is no different. Perhaps you actively sought it out, or perhaps an opportunistic dealer saw you as a potential customer needing a free sample, but you're now in possession of a packet of Lucid, an emotion-enhancing drug. Interested in finding out what happens when you crush that colourful crystal and ingest it? Incoming! Tu Vishan's latest landfall stop has brought an unwelcome problem to its residents: enormous, toothy creatures who look more like pterosaurs than most people are comfortable with! With a twenty-foot wingspan, these aren't exactly harmless local wildlife, and they have a nasty habit of swooping down on targets both Foreigner and kedan! How are you going to fend them off, or help someone who might have been injured by the latest dive bombing?? (Please note: This scenario isn't applicable to becoming game canon if you choose to app your character, as an alien pterosaur attack is a major event.) 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 uncontrollable urge to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Anything goes!

Comments

Rook | Original

[ofmanyfaces]

5.

[The marketplace is loud. People move about, trading, bartering and perusing to their hearts content. Much as she doesn't like crowds, Rook finds herself feeling oddly at home. She slips through the crowd, ever careful never to touch anyone, content to take in the sights and the life around her.

Her attention is caught up in a particular trade when a hand snatches the hat from her head. Rook turns, hand moving to her head a fraction too late to stop the theft and before she knows it, both thief and hat are disappearing into the crowd.]

Not bloody likely...

[Not one to be outdone, she gives chase, still deliberate in her movements as to avoid bumping into anyone but determined all the same to get back what's hers.]

Hey! This is your first and last warning! Get back here!

William Twining | Makai Ouji: Devils and Realist

[notsolomon]

4.
[This isn't something William ever thought he'd take part in, taking down an organized crime ring. Then again, that was his whole life story. He never thought he'd endure bankruptcy. He never thought he'd meet a real live demon. And so on. This was pretty normal in comparison. And he had to admit he had an investment in this whole business, having spent long hours sifting through the paperwork involved and other such investigative details. And it felt good, being part of the long arm of the law.

Granted, physically taking part in the raid was a different matter, but with his magic, it was only fitting that he helped out. Still as he waited for the signal, William couldn't help but feel antsy as he glanced at his partner for this.]

You don't think they've found out about it, have you?

[He just had a feeling it was going to be complicated. Unnecessarily so. That was how his luck always played out.]

[ooc: feel free to throw your own prompts at me. I'm also fine with prose and don't mind defaulting to that.]

John Watson | Sherlock (BBC) | CRAU

[consultantsdoctor]

5.

[After a month it's almost become habit to carry around all of his possessions as much as possible, just in case. John does not want to be caught without them again and he went through the trouble to pack his bag should he ever find himself in need of supplies. It also happens to make him a target to the natives of this particular world.

Thankfully his military background has taught him to pack his bags as tightly as possible in order to get as many items in it as possible which is why he manages to feel the tug as someone reaches their hand into it. John looks over at the culprit, reaching out to grab their wrist. His expression is one of disapproval.]

Some welcome this is. Never thought I'd be dealing with a bunch of street thieves. Suppose every world's got some similarities.

[He tugs the native's limb from his bag and they have his stethoscope in hand. All he does is hold his other hand out and the item is dropped into it. Then John lets go before motioning the native away.]

Go on before I change my mind about calling the authorities.

6.

[Okay. Even this is a little too much for him despite all of the crazy things he'd been through on the otherworldly ship. John is lightly poking at his food with his fork because it is indeed moving. His disgust is written all over his face.]

Think I might prefer eating nothing but cream corn for weeks on end.

[Even when the cream corn tasted like ash, or there were cream filled cakes that were most likely passed their expire by date. Okay, so he wouldn't have had that milk he'd found once but there wasn't a soul alive who would have. Now is when he turns back to the vendor and motions to his plate.]

Oi, is it too much to ask for my food to be dead before you hand it to me? I've eaten a lot of questionable things recently but this is where I draw the line.