farsickooc | Test Drive Meme #1

Welcome to Fernweh's Test Drive Meme! Do you have an interest in joining the game? Need to make sure the setting works for you and your character first? Or have you made the decision to join the game and need fresh samples for your application? Whatever the reason, feel free to use the scenarios however you wish.

You know what to do! If you don’t, just follow the instructions.

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you would like to test drive (duplicates are allowed)
→ Choose a scenario or start your own
→ Tag around
→ Have fun!

SCENARIOS

01. Arrival

You have been sitting and staring at the sign above you for some time now, lost in a blur of swirling questions that seems to start with how you ended up there; in a place (and time, maybe) that you know you weren't an hour earlier. Or maybe you're an old hand at this by now and you've figured out that this is simply another stop that the multiverse bus has made. So why not get off and look around a little?

At any rate, the sign points you towards the direction of a place called "Gazin", which looks like a decent-sized town from where you stand. There has to be someone who can explain.

02. Around Town

So, you've settled in. Well, mostly. At least you know where things are without taking too many wrong turns and ending up in the less desirable areas of town. But now you can go about your day. Visit the market, check out the local shops or have a drink with a new friend at one of several inns.

03. Exploring

You've heard people talk about some pretty interesting places and now you're itching to get out and find them. Be careful though, there are creatures and monsters out there that will be pretty interested in meeting you and may wish to have you for its next meal. Better take someone along. And maybe some weapons, too. Make sure one is made of silver.

04. Monsters

So, you managed to find that location you were looking for. Good for you! Only.. it seems you've also found one of the native creatures to the area and you now face to face with it. Um. Good luck! We'll see you when you get back!

Hopefully.

05. Celebration

It won't take long for you to figure out that people of Gazin are, all in all, pretty happy people. It shows, too, when a seemingly quiet evening suddenly bursts into a random, impromptu party to celebrate whatever good fortune has touched a person. Name Days, good harvests, betrothals, weddings, or just life in general.

Sing, dance, drink and be happy, too!

06. Wild Card!

Want something else? Feel free to choose your own adventure or mix and match to create something completely different!

NAVIGATION

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01. arrival

[ Beau is not the type to sit still for too long, so while she has no idea where she is or what happened, she decides that standing there, staring at a sign won't get her anywhere.

So she heads down the path, straight to Gazin. Maybe she's found on the road, walking double time, gaze skittering here, there, everywhere in a distrustful, wary kind of way. She's looking for something. Someones. And they're not there.

The city that greets her is bustling and full. She wanders through the streets for a moment, trying to get the lay of the land, but quickly finds herself making eye contact with someone. She nods in a casual greeting, sauntering closer. In her comfortable and vibrant blue monk's robes, she looks relatively unassuming. But there's a great deal of muscle to her frame. She's doing her best to walk that fine line between gruff and friendly. It's hard for her. ]

Hey. What's the best place to get a drink around here?

02. around town

[ She settles in as much as she can without the Mighty Nein present. That is, she makes herself at home in the local tavern, sipping at poor beer and nonchalantly eavesdropping. Nothing sinister going on here; she's just looking for an explanation. For how she got here, for what here is, for where her friends are. Bad things are afoot back home and she doesn't trust her sudden arrival here one bit.

She moves from the bar to a table, nodding in greeting to the assorted persons playing a dice game there. She has enough gold in her pocket to get her through some time here, but she has to make more. She's not great at dice, but it's one way to get the conversation going.

Or maybe she's at the bulletin board looking for a job. Or information. Beau is not above a little criminal activity to make her way, and it's a good way to get the lay of the land. Better than honest work. She just has to be careful what she chooses.

And then there's the possibility that she arrives at a table out of the blue, nodding to the occupant with a casual air. ]

Hey. Strange place, huh?

03. exploring

[ Beau doesn't have any silver. Well, she has silver pieces, but not a silver weapon. All the same, she trusts her fists more than she trusts most people. So she heads out to the forest, a job on her mind. A goblin's stolen a family heirloom from someone in Gazin, and Beau's going to get paid good money to find it.

She tracks (or sort of tracks, sort of hopes) the creature to the forest. There she stands on the edge of the greenery, looking in at the dense mass of trees and branches. It's not the best situation. But she twirls her staff and considers how to start. ]

04. monsters

[ It's not a goblin that she finds but a harpy, which is just fantastic because she doesn't have any ranged weapons except throwing stars and she's not about to prick this thing to death. But every time the harpy makes a dive at her, Beau has an opportunity to grab, jump and strike. Lightning crackles in her bracers as she prepares to take another strike at the attacking creature. ]

Come on, you fucker.

05. celebration

[ She's a bit worse for wear after the battle with the harpy, but she's succeeded in that tussle, if not in finding the missing heirloom. She comes back to the town only to find herself in the middle of a celebration. It doesn't matter that she has no idea what it's for; Beau doesn't bother to find out. She simply makes a bee line for the alcohol, chugging down one cup before taking another. The second she takes a gulp of, but then slows down on, sipping instead as she gazes at the crowd. ]

Do we have any idea what this if for? [ She asks this of no one in particular, not even sure she'll get an answer. ]

06. wildcard

(( Open to anything and everything. Will match formats. evilsalmon or Evil Salmon#2308. ))

[ Suddenly vines sprout out of the ground and branches from several trees reach out and wind around the harpy. The creature shrieks as it’s pulled to the ground, held there. Right within easy punching reach.

Almost simultaneously an arrow comes streaking out of the nearby trees towards the harpy, a young woman dressed in armour, her dark, white-streaked hair pulled back in a braid crowning her head. Cassandra spares a glance towards Beau. She recognizes a monk when she sees one. It’s a very distinctive fighting style.]

Go! Now!

[More vines wrap around the harpy as the creature struggles to free itself, some of the first vines breaking.]

[ Beau half expects the vines to go curling around her own arms as well, because that would just figure, wouldn't it? But in a split second she realizes she needs to take advantage no matter what might be coming her way.

The encouragement is welcome and reassuring, but a bit unnecessary as she's already leaping through the air, bo staff twirling. The end slams into the harpy's gut, causing it to loose its breath before Beau's foot connects with its temple in a stunning strike. The creature goes limp within the confines of the vines and Beau takes advantage with two more strikes. Pop pop. Each end of her staff hits the harpy in the face.

It's only then that she spares a look to her compatriot. She grins wide and winks in approval. ] Nice.

[It’s only once the harpy goes limp that Cassandra releases the vines, leaving them tightly bound around the creature but no longer needing to fight to keep it contained. She exhales and can’t help answering the monk’s grin with one of her own, just this side of playful, and more than a little cheeky.]

Not so bad yourself.

[ Oh, nice. Beau likes that grin on the ranger's face. She's got a good face, a good shot, a good everything (so far).

Beau rolls her shoulders in an easy shrug as she saunters away from the now unconscious body. ]

Yeah, well, training, you know. Years of practice makes things easy.

What about you?

Test Drive Meme #1

beauregard lionett | critical role (campaign 2) | circa ep 69

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