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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

[depicted]

Oh. [What does he do?]

[He introduces himself.]

In that case, my name is Dorian Gray. Pleased to make your acquaintance. [And he takes another step forwards. She is not the only curious one.]

[bonecrunch]

Doreean Gray, eh? Yah? You bein' a human is what, eh? Seein lotta dem 'round 'ere. [She blows air out between her teeth.] Chaa! Squishy tings. Ahm Mogga.

[depicted]

[This is strange, but it only fascinates him more.] Yeah, I'm human. I'm afraid I can't tell what you are.

[bonecrunch]

Haaah, ever'one ain't one o' us be callin' us bone eatahs. Pah! [She sniffs derisively.] We be callin' us selves jes da people, yah? Not gotten a fance word fo' us, is what.

Why dey so many humans 'ere, hah? Dere da kedan-Folk, bein' talkers, yah, minded-Folk. Plenty o' talkers is what. But lossa dem humans, yah? Wass dat 'bout, ahm wantin a knowin'.

[depicted]

[Very interesting. He decides to answer her question.]

I don't know why the Emperor seems to like dragging in humans so much. Perhaps it's simply a matter of where her net has been cast.

[bonecrunch]

Da Emprah, eh? [She taps her chin with one long claw.] She da one bringin us 'ere? Ain't heard dat one afore. Chaaaa! Emprah ain't bringin' Mogga 'ere wiffout a fight!

[depicted]

[That is a little unsettling. Which to Dorian means 'awesome.'] Direct fights against the Emperor, as far as I've gathered, haven't had a lot of successes.

[bonecrunch]

Hah? Ain't a body tryin' at rippin' 'er 'ead off, hah? [She blows a raspberry.]</> Squishy humans, no good inna fight is what. Squishy.

[depicted]

I hear both that she isn't human and that it is very difficult to do the head-ripping in her proximity.

[bonecrunch]

Haaaah, bet she ain't hadda deal wif one-ah mah kind afore! [She smacks her chest.] Bes' huntah in da swamps, me.

[depicted]

You are, I will concede, unique here, at least as far as I can see. I've never met anyone like you at all. [He is a little mesmerized by that.]

[bonecrunch]

[She preens a little.] Chuuuu, is right, is right. We special Folk, we is. Too right.

[depicted]

Should I—[He half-extends his hand, then stops.] I suppose shaking hands is out of the question.

[bonecrunch]

Haw haw! [She laughs raucously.] Hah! Ain't do da shakin' ting. Presh softie paws gon' get all clawed up is what. [She thumps her chest twice and then raises her hand, claws splayed.] Dass da greetin'.

[depicted]

[He repeats the gesture back to her.] Sorry I don't quite have the claws for it.

[bonecrunch]

Soft paws. [She cackles.]