[meme] test drive

[citycouncil]

October Test Drive is here!

Tag into this post with characters you're thinking of apping to the game (characters who are not currently in-game or currently reserved by someone else). It can be just a tag, a brief EP, whatever you want. You can be new to the game, or simply want to test out a fresh pup. Tag each other with these characters or those already in game, and have fun.

Also, please include the name of their canon somewhere in or on the comment or on their profile page.

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The Untamed/Chén Qíng Lìng

[jade_rabbit]

Lan Sizhui

[yiling_laozu]

"Ey?"

Attracted by the sudden presence of a figure all in white, Wei Wuxian drifts closer, brows climbing as he takes in the forehead ribbon. It's true that he hadn't bothered to befriend many of the Lan disciples - not a one of them were are interesting as Lan Wangji, so why bother? - but this one's face is strangely familiar.

"A young master of Lan?" he announces, both question and statement as he offers a quick bow.

Re: The Untamed/Chén Qíng Lìng

[lan_wangji]

There have been very few times Lan Wangji has been truly surprised and most of them were directly tied to Wei Ying.

But this, to see a Gusu Lan Clan member in this place, one so close to his own age but unknown to him nearly causes him to stumble before he steps up and offers a short bow appropriate to one he thinks is younger.

Re: The Untamed/Chén Qíng Lìng

[sighingmagnolia]

Excuse me, this will sound strange but I must ask: what is this place called?

Doom Patrol

[thebeeteam]

Rita Farr

Easy Virtue

[auctionofinnocence]

Larita Huntington

The Umbrella Academy

[number1_himbo]

Luther Hargreeves

[number_five]

Before you ask... this one wasn't me.

Tokyo Vampire Hotel

[cer_albastru]

K

Dark

[wann_ist]

Jonas Kahnwald

The Ring

[7days]

Samara Morgan

The Walking Dead

[lil_asskicker]

Judith Grimes

The Haunting of Hill House

[thebentnecklady]

Nell Crain

[intherealworld]

Oh, hey. You're back.

Re: The Haunting of Hill House

[ithastobeseven]

You're back!

Are you going to stay, sometime?

Saul Evans | The Southern Reach Trilogy

[fixedlight]

[ Saul's having a weird, canonically complicated time. But he won't be unfriendly. He could probably use the company. ]


You see a man — an ordinary man, from what you can tell — sitting in the sand on the shore. He sits very near the line of low tide, like he doesn't realize — or perhaps simply doesn't mind — that at this hour it will only encroach upon him slowly until his worn boots and heavy trousers are salty and soaked. He is not quite old, but certainly not young, too old to be staring so out at the sea in such a dreamlike haze. Or to sometimes pull his knees close to his chest and put his head down between them, as though fighting off a wave of some internal source. Or perhaps in prayer.

His name is Saul Evans, but you wouldn't necessarily know that. He is a lighthouse keeper, which might be guessed to look at him, if one is familiar with such. There is something growing in him, blossoming within the skull, expanding the mind beyond what any man could bear, but you wouldn't know it to look at him. He does not notice you; not even if you draw close. For his attention you will have to speak.

[selkiesaoirse]

Saoirse loves the sea. When she approaches the lighthouse keeper, who looks like he's not feeling very well, it's with an innocently trustful air. She sits beside him, quiet at first, and watches the sea with him.

After a long stretch of quiet, she looks up at him — at nearly ten, she's still small for her age, and could easily pass for six or seven.

"Hullo," she says, in her gentle, Irish lilt. "Are you alright?"

Umbrella Academy | Allison Hargreeves

[nomorerumors]

Traveling through space and time is not exactly nice, but it's so much better when the moon hasn't just been blown up, thus ending the world. Standing there, holding hands with all her siblings as they get ready to go home - it's nice.

It's nice for five whole seconds.

Allison comes to standing in the middle of the street, gasping like she's just had the air sucked out of her lungs -- and maybe it has? Who the fuck even knows what time traveling does to a body? -- and none of her siblings are there.

"Goddammit," she curses, bracing both hands on her knees as she catches her breath.

Not again.

"Five?" Allison looks up, tries to place the time she's in. It looks more modern than 1961 Dallas, at least. "What did you do this time? FIVE!"

---

Allison stares at the woman in front of her with suspicion, then looks around as though she could possibly be talking to someone else.

"Just come on by some time," the woman adds, and the flyer promoting the Darrow Academy of Hair Design she's thrusting out is definitely meant for her.

Allison touches her hair self-consciously, very well aware that it's been a while since she was last at a salon for a perm. "Is this a joke?" she asks, and the woman shakes her head.

"No, of course not!" The flyer is thrust out again, this time brushing Allison's chest. "We're just trying to get hair models in for our students, and you look like you could use some care. We're very cheap!" she throws in as Allison turns around to start walking away.

She looks back briefly, just long enough to flip the lady the bird. The scandalized gasp that follows makes Allison grin -- and she immediately pays for it when she bumps into someone else on the sidewalk.

---

[Tag any option or just talk back like normal - anything you want!]

[number_five]

The voice is familiar, as is the accusation, unfortunately. But seeing as he was responsible for the last time his siblings found themselves in a different time, he can't really blame Allison for immediately blaming him.

"Yeah, not me this time," Five says, and he's still holding half a paper cup of coffee from a cart a few blocks over. Not the worst he's had in Darrow, but the stipend he gets from the city means he has to deal with a dollar cup more often than he'd like.

"Took you long enough."

Harrow the Ninth (the Locked Tomb trilogy)

[undonewithout]

Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Reverend Daughter of Drearburh, Keeper of the Locked Tomb, Heir to the House of the Ninth

Harrowhark the First, Ninth Saint to serve the King Undying

Re: Harrow the Ninth (the Locked Tomb trilogy)

[daughterofawolf]

[She looks like Verity, and also not at all like her. Eponine knows that happens here, she's seen it even, but she hasn't often seen it with the face of a disappeared friend.]

That's a title, isn't it. Don't you have to die tragically to be a Saint?

[kipo]

Oh wow. What a cool name!

Uhh... who is the King Undying?

the balladeer | assassins

[singthesong]

i. the boardwalk

[Immediately after arriving - well, the Balladeer does not linger in the train station. He's not overly fond of train stations, for several reasons! Besides, the number of people there...he likes people, generally, likes the idea of being around a lot of them, but it was just a little too much to take in all at once. He's not used to being around more than like, six or seven people, most of the time!

So he lit out in a random direction. He's also not used to navigating unfamiliar spaces, really, but it seemed fine? And boy, does it pay off! 

Immediately after arriving on the boardwalk, he just spends a long while leaning up against the railing, staring out at the sea. Oh - oh, he's never been able to see it before!

After a while, he does eventually wander into the record store, too. Sure, he has no money, but there's nothing wrong with looking around, right? It's neat! 

(The guitar slung across his back is absolutely taking up the entire aisle and just being generally super in the way. He seems unaware of this.)

ii. petros park

[After having settled in slightly better, he does eventually drift towards the park. Let's be real here - the man has one (1) marketable skill.

So today, he's out busking! Having to earn money is something of a novelty, still, but performance is something he knows how to do. Granted, he doesn't know what sort of music is popular around here. Frankly, he's not even entirely sure what year it is; there's only a few decades he's familiar with anyway. So, you know: when in doubt, just play something you know well!]

Czolgosz, working man
Born in the middle of Michigan -

[You know. Normal stuff.]

  

Re: the balladeer | assassins

[howtheworldcouldbe]

Orpheus doesn't know who Czolgosz is, or where Michigan is exactly, but he knows he doesn't know many things other people do, especially around here.

He does know how to tell a story with a song, and he knows music, and he hasn't seen anyone else busking, so it makes for a nice change.

Besides, the line about some men having everything and others having none catches his ear, a bit, and he pulls his guitar lyre from over his back, putting up one foot on a bench to brace it and softly picking up the chords until he's got the key well enough to improvise a riff along. He nods a hello to the new man, with a smile.

Mulan: Rise of a Warrior

[sighingmagnolia]

Fa Mulan.