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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!
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!
Siri Tachi | Star Wars
Siri had been beginning to think that her mission undercover with Krayn was never going to end. She’s spent so long working her way into his ranks. Earning his trust. Behaving viciously. Zora to her core. As befit someone working for a slaver. Doing horrible things so she doesn’t break her cover. Because Krayn trusted her enough to make her his right hand woman. To let her close to him.
It was eating away at her. Destroying her inch, by inch. Everything she had to do to maintain her cover... It was destroying her. It’s for the Jedi, for the Order, to put an end to Krayn’s business. But it didn’t stop how vile she feels, how disgusted she was with herself.
She’d taught herself much, during her time undercover. Taught herself to hide what she’s feeling in the Force. It had been the only way. She just can’t hide her feelings from herself. She misses the Temple. Misses the Jedi. Misses being Siri.
There was a moment, where she wanted nothing more than to be somewhere else, anywhere else. The Temple, Coruscant... SOMEwhere. Anywhere but here with Krayn. An ache so deep it took her breath away.
And then she finds herself... here. In between one breath and the next, she’s no longer where she was. Instead she’s standing beside a signpost. Pointing the way to Gazin. It’s nothing she’s heard of before, and whatever planet she’s on doesn’t look familiar, either.
Kriff.
She takes a breath, lets the Force flow through her in a way she hasn’t dared in all her time with Krayn, reaching out. The life of the forest, of Gazin, of the world around her, is all there, in the Force...
And then she’s moving, in the direction of Gazin.
AROUND TOWN.
Gazin is quite a change from Coruscant. From Nar Shaddaa. It’s... quaint. And quiet. She’s found a job tending bar here. And she finds that she likes it. Oddly enough. It’s not the Jedi Order... but it’s also not Krayn’s organization. Thank the Force. Pouring drinks and dealing with the occasional fight is a kriffing improvement over that.
She’d managed to find some more suitable clothes, because the clothing she’d been wearing had been painfully out of place, here. They’re a far cry from her Jedi robes. But they’re comfortable, and don’t draw attention to her. (And she can fight in them if she needs to.)
It’s taken some getting used to, but she’s adaptable. The market is nice; it’s been... a while, since fresh fruit and vegetables were so easily and readily available, and she takes advantage when she can. And she’s taken a room at one of the inns. The inn connected to the bar she’s working at, which makes it a very short walk to work.
MONSTERS.
With her job tending bar she’s able to afford a set of swords. There had been talk of creatures out in the forest, so it seemed a very good idea to not go unarmed. And since using her lightsaber openly seemed a very bad idea... it had to be swords. She does carry it with her, however, hidden away as it is, because she doubts that anyone here even knows what a Jedi is. They might react because of the strange technology, or her abilities... but not simply because she’s a Jedi. Not like Krayn.
And really, she suspects that if she’s caught using it, that magic will be a suitable explanation for it. At least in the beginning. Still, she’ll be careful.
She can breathe a little. Use it if necessary. Although it feels strange, to wear it again. Even hidden away. She’s spent a long time without it, leaving it hidden away unable to be found. She’s not sure if it feels better to be able to again or not, yet. She doesn’t have to be Zora, here. She can let Zora go, be Siri again. At least for a little while, however long she’s here.
But she’s not sure she knows who Siri is, anymore. Can a Padawan who has done terrible things, even if those terrible things had been asked of her by the Council, in pursuit of a mission that was for the good of others, ever truly be a Jedi again?
Perhaps venturing out into the forest isn’t the BEST idea, but it’s certainly not the worst thing she’s done. There have been rumours of creatures dwelling there, and it can’t hurt to explore. Learn more about them. And if they’re dangerous... learn how best to protect others from them.
Her extraordinary sensitivity to Force warnings has her moving, leaping gracefully out of the way just in the nick of time as what the locals called a harpy comes diving down at her with a sharp cry. A sharp cry that turns to anger at missing her target and the harpy turns to try again.
“Kriff,” she swears, reaching out with the Force and shoving it, as hard as she can, slamming it into the tree. Well, she’d wanted to learn more. Here she is, learning more.
WILD CARD.
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE.]
Monsters
He has been living in a tree and avoiding people, mostly, until he feels it. The Force, nearby, and strong. And fear and distress Rising from his perch, he sighs.
"Never a rest, eh, Ulic?"
And he leaped, running down the tree, and to the ground, then in the direction he sensed thee disturbance.
Coming out as the beast was pushed back by the Force user, and hearing the swear, Ulic reached out to the Harpy, to try to see what drove it in its aggression.
Even as he did so, his force cloak fell, making him appear in the Force once more, neither Jedi, nor Sith.
"Hello, young one." His voice is cracked and not used to being used, but low and deep in sound.
Around Town
But that had been one of the things he'd put away, in the days after he'd arrived here. He couldn't really say why he'd chosen to revert to the simplicity of it— only a feeling. He justified it to himself by saying that it was practical, that it was useful to be seen as a Jedi, to be able to move and flex and react freely. Not to remember the choking closeness of the days, the weariness, the vicious grind of war... the deaths.
He'd wanted a drink, and here was a bar. Well, time enough then; Obi-Wan went in. He found a seat, lifted a hand in the universally-understood signal, and awaited his beverage with well-honed patience.
No better place, after all, to gather information, than a nice little bar.
no subject
She goes still when she feels it, a Force presence she doesn’t think she could ever forget. But here, of all places? How. Why.
Turning, she scans the bar until she finds him, not daring to reach out with the Force yet because he’ll sense her. If he doesn’t sense her already. Better to approach him first, then. Find out what he’s doing here. Why he chose this bar.
He’s older than she remembers him being. Or maybe she’s just been gone from the Order for too long and forgotten what he looks like. (Which isn’t actually possible but it makes more sense than anything else.) Either way... she might as well get this over with. “Obi-Wan.”