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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!

This marks the official start of the monthly test drive meme and, to celebrate, we're giving a new feature a shot. The first comment/thread on this test drive is going to be titled ENABLE ME and it's where you post character accounts/muselists, etc and others (members, passerbys, shoulder demons) can enable you to apply to Tu Shanshu! Come, let us enable you to the turtletastic madness!

Comments

Joly | Les Miserables (here because I already have one of his friends in game)

[quatre_ailes]

[Yeah, he's arguing/debating with a kedan herbalist of some kind. He's not entirely sure what this herb does, but it looks similar to some of the remedies he'd use at home, so he may as well try it! --And he's trying hard to combat a stuffy nose, and rather failing.]

Five, ad whatever I make with id I shall share with you.

[poeticverses]

[That voice?

That voice Jehan knows. And it's not Monsieur Matthews, because he can see the person it's coming from and that is Joly's coat.

Jehan grins and taps the poor doctor's shoulder]

That herb is not for a cold, Èmile.

[quatre_ailes]

[He turns and beams at Jehan, pulling him into a tight hug and leaving his cane to lean against the stall.]

Jehad! Where have you beed hidig yourself?

[poeticverses]

[He returns the hug. It's Joly.]

I do not normally come this way. The herbs tickle my nose.

[quatre_ailes]

Perhaps it id best I came wid a stuffed one, in that case.

[He rubs the aforementioned nose with a grin and settles back to grab his cane.]

Are you well?

[poeticverses]

I am, as is everyone else who is here. We missed you, Jolllly.

[quatre_ailes]

Ad I you. Who else is here?

[poeticverses]

Combeferre, Enjolras, Grantaire, and le mouchard. He did not miss you, clearly, but we have.

[quatre_ailes]

No missing aigle, then? [He sets the herb down, all haggling forgotten for the moment, then turns back to Jehan.]

Well, perhaps he will swoop down on us ad some poind.

[poeticverses]

He always has in the past and I see no reason why he should not join us eventually. Have you been here long? Do you need anything?

[quatre_ailes]

He is missing his ailes, though. [There's a little sniff, and he wrinkles his nose, shaking his head.]

Thank you, Jehad, bud I think I am alright. I have dot been here long at all.

[poeticverses]

Then he will have to follow them to the turtle, yes?

[Jehan squeezes Joly's shoulder]

Alright, you say, except for that cold.

[monstrous]

[Sup, brother from another mother(land)? Toby happens to be shopping in the same area because I say so, and he hears the exchange, coming over curiously]

Share with the rest of the class then. [nodding towards whatever Joly is buying] What are you thinking of making with that there?

[quatre_ailes]

[Joly's just kind of -- staring for a moment or two, perplexed. Has he finally gone mad? Has death made him hallucinate? Or maybe it's the herbs in close proximity. In any case, he shakes his head eventually, with an absent rub at his nose, and gives this oddly familiar young gentleman a friendly enough nod.]

Ah -- a dea, I was thinking. ...Tea, I mean. Apologies, I've a bid of a cold.

[monstrous]

As long as you don't give it to me, you've nothing to apologize for. [Never mind that the chances of him actually catching a cold are slim to none] Although you could make up for potentially exposing me to your ailments by sharing in whatever herbal remedy you concoct with that there.

[quatre_ailes]

[A beat, and then he nods.] Very well, since I doubt my friends will be interesded in id.

[cynisme]

[Let's admit it, Grantaire has been somewhat lonely without Joly and Bossuet's company. He would recognize that stuffed up voice anywhere, French and sick and not quite the same as Monsieur Matthews' and turns right around to wrap an arm around Joly's shoulder with a grin.]

Don't harass the poor man, Joly, he likely can't understand a word you're staying with that nose of yours.

[Hey bro, he's missed you.]

[quatre_ailes]

[There's a slightly startled noise, but he returns the hug after a moment of staring, and just kind of grins]

I am not harrassing, only trying to not get extorted. [--Look at that, that stuffed up nose is suddenly, mysteriously gone.]

[cynisme]

[of course it is. Grantaire expects nothing less from a master hypochondriac.]

And if you are getting extorted, who would be the first to say let him have the money, hm? Someone revolutionary, who wants betterment for the poor and downtrodden.

Which of course just means you should come with me and get a drink.

[quatre_ailes]

And who is to say he is poor or downtrodden?

You do have a way of convincing a fellow, Grand R.

[cynisme]

[He laughs, clapping his friend on the back again.] I never did, surely, simply...mentioned that some people might think that, with lofty ideas in their heads.

And that would be my charm, Jolllly, flying away with you.

[quatre_ailes]

Well, I am not one of those people, do not worry.

[There's a cheery grin.] Oh dear, have you lost all of it now? I am sorry.

[cynisme]

[And for that he's just wacks the back of Joly's head, lightly, making a face.] You and I both know my charm comes and goes at it pleases, or as our dear angel of the virtues pleases as our recent lives would have it.

Afterlives, even. You're a doctor, tell me that you've examined yourself since arriving.

[quatre_ailes]

Of course I have. [A little bit of an awkward shrug.] I suppose I shall not have to worry about dying, now, hm?

[cynisme]

Joly, of two things I am certain. One, I will always be as drunk as I can be, and Two, you will always be worrying about dying.