meme | test drive!

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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

Isaac | Original (Half bullet pointed info on his journal)

[persistenceofmemory]

[ Passing out one moment on a creaky, fraying cot in an abandoned warehouse and waking up drowning had been a surprise to say the least. Isaac had believed he'd been dreaming, but even in the lucid dreams he was so used to, it never really felt like this. He was panicking, never having faced anything near this kind of near-death experience, and he'd felt the agonizing burn of water filtering into his nose, down his throat. He was near on passing out when the kedans finally fished him out.

The turtle had been another surprise. He's still half convinced he's stick in a strange vivid dream by the time it's several days later and he's wandering through the market place, trying to communicate with one of the stall owners. ]

No, laptop. It's a computer, portable, about-- [ Some hand motions illustrating the dimensions of a laptop ] --this size? It's...

[ After observing the merchant's complete lack of comprehension, Isaac sighs, hands dropping as he deflates, shoulders slumping inward in a typical kind of slouch. ] Nevermind. Thanks anyway. [ A frown tugging at his lips, he turns, glancing around the marketplace once more before stepping out onto the street, hands stuffed into his hoodie pockets. Maybe if he looks around he can find something else worth while. ]

[aloadeddie]

[If there's one thing Arthur has learned in his time on the turtle, it's that you can't always trust your own eyes. Costigan was quite the lesson, in that area.

So yeah, when he spots the man who looks like Fischer, his first instinct is to turn tail and get the hell out as quickly and quietly as he can. But there's something niggling at the back of his mind, something that isn't quite right. It's not just the way the guy is dressed - sure, it's not Fischer's usual style, but he's taken to wearing the kedan style in his time here, not something he would normally wear back home.

It's more something in the way the guy holds himself, the way he speaks. It's nothing like the Robert Fischer he spent so much time studying.

But in the end, there's only one way to know for sure, and Arthur is, after all, the point man. It's his job to take the risks.]

You won't find any laptops here, I'm afraid. This place is pretty low-tech.

[persistenceofmemory]

[ Most definitely not like Robert Fischer in either upkeep or composure. Isaac's in a faded hoodie and ratty jeans, hair not nearly as neat as Fischer would keep it, hardly even looking like a brush touched it since he was hauled out of the water. And he holds himself with hands stuffed in pockets, shoulders bent inward as if very uncomfortable in the crowd.

For a moment, Isaac just blinks at the stranger, even glances from side to side, as if trying to make sure it's actually him that's being spoken to. It's weird, having people just approach you on the street. For all two and a half decades of his life, he's known everyone around him, no strangers, no surprises. He's still trying to adjust to living in greater society.

With an awkward kind of twitch to his lips, he clears his throat, blinking back. ]

Right, I'm getting that. No wifi on the giant sea turtle. [ He pauses for a moment, tugging a highly futuristic looking cellphone out of a pocket and pressing a few buttons, muttering. ] No reception either...

[aloadeddie]

[His eyes drop to the cell phone - interesting, it looks like something more out of a sci-fi movie than the world Arthur knows back home. That tells him something.]

No, it's pretty backwards here. And from what I understand, we're pretty far out of range - of Earth, anyway.