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City Mods ([personal profile] citycouncil) wrote in [community profile] cityarcade2016-09-01 11:35 am
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[meme] Darrow 2 Test Drive

This is a twist on our standard Test Drive!

Tag into this post with characters you're planning to play during Darrow 2 plot. It can be just a tag, a brief EP, whatever you want. This is the place to practice those rusty voices and solidify the backstories and personalities of alternates. While none of this counts in-game, this is also a good place to practice interactions between Darrow 2 residents who might already have preexisting connections.

Remember, players have first dibs on their own current and dropped characters, so please don't tag in with alternates of someone else's pup unless you've gotten full permission from them first.

Also, please include the name of their canon somewhere in or on the comment or on their profile page, and if you'd like, you can also include a blurb about the character somewhere in the tag or on their profile page.

This post will be open as long as it needs to be, so don't feel like you're tagging in too late!


ETA: DON'T FORGET. Official sign-ups for Darrow 2 alternates close on the 9th.
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Teen Wolf

[personal profile] smartashale 2016-09-01 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek Hale is sitting in a coffee shop in a crisp button down shirt, pushing his glasses up his nose and humming happily to himself while grading a stack of quizzes.
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2016-09-01 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I notice him, over the last year. The familiar face, but all the smiles, the glasses, the books and papers. Like a funhouse version of a guy I used to know. I've passed him in the halls at the University, seen him on the baseball field. We've exchanged a handful of words, nothing more than that.

On my way past his table, I lightly hip-check him with a smirk. "Hey," I say.
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[personal profile] smartashale 2016-09-01 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)

Derek is so into his work that it takes a moment for him to even realize that he's being spoken to, and when he does he blinks owlishly up at the man. He's seen him around campus, and even spoken to him a few times, he's sure. He's pretty good at remembering all the people in the classes that he TA's for, but this guy isn't in any of them.

"Oh, hey. Neil, right?" Derek says, proud once it finally comes to him.

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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2016-09-02 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, that's me," I say, leaning my weight on one of the empty chairs at his table.

"You're Derek, right? I've seen a couple of your games."
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[personal profile] aseminalepisode 2016-09-01 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Barry exits the line with three coffees in his arms and a small bag of pastries. It won't go very far towards the new detective that definitely doesn't like him, but Barry thinks it will help. A good danish always helps!

He's just attempting to balance the third coffee on top of the first when he bumps hard into someone's chair. "Oh good gracious!" Barry exclaims, hardly daring to look down at who he's jostled. "I'm so sorry!"
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[personal profile] smartashale 2016-09-01 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)

Derek's chair is bumped hard enough that the circle that he was trying to put on this paper ends up being more of a red swoop, and he looks up just in time to see a coffee cup wobbling precariously in the direction of all of his graded papers. He reaches up to grab it before it can fall, and he's so proud at the fast display of reflexes that it takes him a moment to finally notice the face that's no longer hidden by a stack of coffee.

"Oh," Derek breathes out, and then chuckles nervously as he clutches onto the coffee. "It's okay! No harm done. I was probably sprawling, anyway. I've been told that I'm a sprawler."

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[personal profile] aseminalepisode 2016-09-01 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Barry's mouth opens and closes as the top coffee disappears to reveal the face of the man he's bothered, and it is quite a face. "No, I - " he says, tripping over his words, "You're not sprawling, you're very - compact! I mean you're clearly put together very well, I - "

Barry flushes. "I mean to say, you're sitting quite politely. Would you like a danish to make up for the trouble?" Barry turns so that the bag hanging from his arm dangles more towards the man.
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[personal profile] smartashale 2016-09-01 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)

Derek's eyes light up at the man's reaction, and he finds that he doesn't quite want him to leave. He slides his glasses off of his face and sets them on top of his stack of papers before pushing them to the side and gesturing almost shyly to the seat across from him.

"As long as you'll sit down and have one with me," Derek replies, flushing a little himself at his boldness. "If you have the time, of course."

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[personal profile] aseminalepisode 2016-09-01 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you want - " says Barry, blinking down at him from where he's twisted to offer the bag. "You mean now? That's - " Barry ducks his head and smiles, a little flustered that the man is even still talking to him. "I'd be delighted."

The danishes are meant for Detective Peretti, and Barry feels conflicted for all of a moment before he decides that this is a much better use of them. "I have twenty minutes before I'm due back at the station," he says, placing his other coffees on the table to take the opposite chair. "Are you a teacher?" he asks of the papers.
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[personal profile] smartashale 2016-09-01 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)

"Well, I'm honored that you would choose to spend those minutes with me," Derek replies with a warm smile, looking delighted when the man sits down. He wishes that he had more than a few minutes, but he supposes that he will just have to do his best to make those minutes count.

"Oh, not really. Not yet," Derek replies, looking over at the mess of papers slashed with red next to his empty coffee cup and glasses. His blazer with the tweed elbow patches is slung across the chair, with a brown leather messenger bag on top of that. He supposes that he does give off a very teacher-like vibe. "I'm a grad student at the university, and I TA for a few classes. I hope to be one someday soon, though."

He cocks his head curiously, reaching blindly for his pastry so that he doesn't have to take his gaze off of such a beguiling face. "Station. The police station?"