Test Drive Meme #1

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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

Comments

[forthejoyofit]

If only she knew how poor his remaining boot was. It might have been logical to ditch his other boot, even him out, but that would suggest more fucks given than Sweeney had been gifted with for more than a number of years.

But he wasn't that kind of threat, not right now, not in the state he was in. The only threat he was, was to a good meal and a new bottle of mead. Ale. Anything in a bottle, really. He eyed her daggers with no real note of concern, not out of arrogance but out of the aforementioned lack of fucks. He didn't expect to get stabbed unless he gave her a reason and was numbly glad to see she agreed.

She looked like.. a memory, somehow. A ghost of a people long gone that came with early morning mists and the magic and faiths of old. It was probably the red and the freckles. She could have passed as his sister. Not that he'd ever had one.

"If they've got it, yeah," he replied, defensive in tone but only like her suggestion had been absurdly obvious. He did know he was missing one. Before he could get say much more, his stomach rumbled again, gripping in pain and making him put a silencing hand over it as he dared her to say anything, jaw set in his pride. It didn't look like he had much left to cling to.

They were at a silent impasse, a silent battle of wills.

"And anything else they're dumb enough to not keep eyes on. Cheese. Meats.. Beans." There was a slight cave in his expression at the thought but he snapped back to attention like he'd almost forgot he wasn't half assed posturing. "And I'm not sharin'."

It was a lie, even if he didn't know it. He wouldn't eat in front of someone else without guilt weighing him down enough to at least offer one bite. But that's what he assumed she was also there for.

"You plannin' on killing one of his pigs, or just him with those toothpicks?"