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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Meanwhile, West was a man who cared not for any religion, any thoughts of life beyond death. Only the deep seeded hatred of death itself. His one true enemy. While he didn't truely beleive in anything, he also deeply felt that not everything could be explained by his beloved science. A true-born son of the Miskatonic Valley, he knew some things could never be explained, better to ignore those things, the whispers of the horrors of Innsmouth or rituals the Whateley's preformed on certain nights, before he left Dunwich for good to attend Miskatonic.

He had only made it past the gates a bit, paying mind to the way the natives seemed to be dressed. What in the actual hell was this? What had happened? Was he dead, or in a coma? Was their life after death or was it right and true madness?

He didn't have a chance to respond as a hand reached out to grab him, jolting his glasses off onto the ground, thankfully no one stepped on them and they didn't seem to crack, his free hand reached into his jacket only to find his revolver gone. The bigger man was stronger as the petite man spoke in a deeper voice than one would expect for him. "Unhand me, you vile fiend!"

By the time Ragnar reaches the same street as the other man, he's overwhelmed by the sheer size and difference in the culture of what he's used to. Kattegat was still growing, though the Northman had hopes of seeing it triple in size before he left it for the last time. Yet, there was still an interest in exploring it as any true Viking would.

His attention is pulled almost all the way to his left, hearing shouts of protest from one voice while others were laughing and cursing. Ragnar watches until it's clear the man being grabbed needed help. Why he decided to help was unknown, but before anyone could really hurt the petite man with the deep voice, a new face emerged out of nowhere.

"Yes, unhand him. And why not try stealing from me instead?" Ragnar stood there, looking at each man evenly with a snide smile.

Herbert's fancy clothes stood out, a little too flashy, a little to different, and so many pockets. If the main guy didn't have Herbert half off his feet by one arm he might have gone for the syrings he expected to still be in his pocket and go for the eyes. His syrings probably weren't there. As Ragnar approched another was trying to take anything of value from him, a silver case pulled from the inside pocket of the jacket as Ragnar spoke up. The man holding Herbert like a unruly child smirked Ragnar's way. "Think you can challenge me?" Poor man.

The one with the Case now got a sign of how much fight the little man had in him, as one of his shiny dress shoes came up right between the jerk's legs. "That is mine!" The voice seemed almost softer even with the rage pumping through him. His blue eyes showed the anger as the bandit doubled and another stepped forward, all together three men, and one pair of glasses on the ground that could mess him up real good if they got stepped on.

The man holding him up shoved Herbert towards the other man he was working with as he stepped up towards Ragnar. "Come on then." The one who caught Herbert got to deal with his thrashing, and him stomping his heel down on his foot over and over. He wasn't a fighter, but he refused to be a victim.

Ragnar was uncharacteristically calm, even as the one steps up and stares threateningly into the blue eyes of the man in front of him. The Viking only spares a second before stepping back, smiles as if he's surrendering and instead, throws his head forward and hits the other hard in the center of his face immediately causing blood to pour from his nose.

He throws his weight forward again and pushes his opponent down and in less time than it takes to blink throws down an axe that lands dangerously close to his manhood. One of the other men take off, while the one holding Herbert all but drops him in order to defend himself.

Pulling a dagger from his waist, Ragnar manages to get it against his neck and moves quickly ten yards and slams him against the wall.

"You are making this too easy," he grins viciously, holding him there until he's sure they'll bolt. And when he does let the one go, he does as is suspected.

Test Drive Meme #1

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small fix, I messed up, he doesn't have a deep voice @_@ tired tags yaaay

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