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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!
dylan dog | dylan dog: dead of night
Well, [ Dylan's got both hands on his lap, his head tilting slightly in the direction of whoever's sitting with him ] that's gotta be a sign, right?
[ Haha, literally. The name "Gazin" doesn't ring any bells, and Dylan definitely doesn't remember walking here and going to sit, of all things, but he's had enough of sitting awkwardly with some stranger by his side. Don't get him wrong, he likes his silence-- he just doesn't like it in the middle of the freaking unknown.
When you don't know what to do, it's best to find a solution.
So he gets up, exhaling softly, and looks in the direction the sign is pointing to. ] I'm heading there. [ Then he turns back, catching his companion's gaze. ]
You coming?
EXPLORING. ( ROSELAKE )
[ Chances are you, like Dylan, have felt something in your chest pulling you to Roselake. He's not much of a group or partner guy, but he understands the dangers of travelling alone, and probably on merit of keeping safe had convinced you to head over to that "spiritually charged" area northeast of Gazin alongside him.
Was he ready to be disappointed? Sure. But instead, with the sun kissing the horizon good night, he finds himself witness to fire fennecs dancing about the area instead-- small, and cute, and graceful as hell. ] Heh. At least some places are like home.
[ And don't get Dylan wrong-- he likes the old timey era more than anyone, probably, but it isn't the time period that makes him feel out of place. The blacksmith's is cool, the apothecary is cooler, but it's all pretty "normal" in terms of societal standards. Seeing what's definitely a supernatural creature is the clincher that makes him feel like he hasn't left New Orleans at all.
Fire fennecs... he's not sure what attracts them, but he looks about for a stick and picks a sizeable one up. Then he heads back to you, holding the stick out. ]
Wanna see if it'll play fetch?
MONSTERS.
[ Dylan bolts up from the bench he's fallen asleep on because something's crashed a few metres away. He blinks blearily, trying to adjust to darkness around him-- temperature-wise, he'd put the time at a little past two in the morning-- and then reels back at the sight of... what is that, a werewolf?
It darts, briefly, into moonlight, and he realises that it's anything but. It looks decidedly more canine than a werewolf, more like a beast than anything even slightly resembling human, and based on the way it's snarling as it turns barrels over and smashes into carts, it isn't really in a good mood, either.
The creature turns its big head, eyes glowing in the darkness, and looks like it's focusing on something. Dylan follows it, and while he doesn't quite see what it's looking at, he slips from the bench as quietly as he can to tiptoe a little closer to the area.
From this distance, he can just make out the shape of someone else out there-- someone else that this monster doesn't like. Dylan counts himself lucky the creature hadn't noticed him instead, but a long-hammered instinct to protect people and the undead from each other tells him to help the poor sap that the creature's locked sight on.
Thing is, he didn't account for how fast the thing would dart to him once he whistled for its attention, and Dylan only barely manages to dodge its lunge while crying out: ] Hurry up and run!
WILDCARD.
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@ arrival
I suppose it is a sign, yes.
[ Her accent is a nondescript American one — something that wouldn't stand out as especially notable to Americans or people familiar with the country's accents. What she can't do anything about is her attire of A Definitely Normal Black Catsuit. Maybe she can make a joke about Casual Fridays at work. She stands, giving a slight tilt of her head. ]
Sounds like the famous last words of people who go find trouble or have it find them.
[ Which is to say, yes she's coming. ]
no subject
[ He likes to think he's at least a little more durable than that (but in her defence, he really does get the crap kicked out of him pretty often).
The path is in no way a planned construct; it's been beaten in by travel, dirt in the middle and grass at the sides. Dylan takes note of some grooves of horse hooves and the distinct lack of tire marks, and looks back up to catch sight of the town off in the distance. Maybe it's an Amish settlement?
Without preamble, he asks, ] Do you remember how you got here?
monsters
Are you trying to get yourself killed?!