Test Drive for September 2013 Apps

[highseasmods]

Welcome to our first Test Drive for high_seas! Here is where players can test out their characters' voices, try out new muses, and everyone can help each other get some threads for their applications! Feel free to use one of the prompts below, or come up with something on your own! Comment around, have fun, and remember that any CR formed here does not carry over to the game!

See you during the application round!

♦ So you're new to this world and have just woken up in the Town Square. How do you react? What do you do?

♦ You're lost at sea. Maybe you got separated from your crew. Or perhaps you're on an abandoned island. You need help!

♦ "Pirates off the starboard bow!" It's an enemy ship! Attack!!

♦ You and your crew are hanging out on your ship. Just another day at sea!

♦ "LAND, HO!" Hey look, a new island! How about you go explore it? Tell us what you find!

Comments

Nico Robin | One Piece

[thetruehistorian]

A- [Robin awoke in the Town Square, at the foot of the fountain. Her head felt fuzzy, but she was surprised to find no other bumps or bruising. Slowly, she stood, sending out a network of ojos fleur to get a feel for her surroundings. Do come by and say hello.]

B- [Pirates off the starboard bow? Indeed. Robin swings across onto the deck via a chain of manos fleur, smirking. She stands up straight, wrists crossed over her heart- her tell tale precursor to an attack. Better make a move fast!]

[justicereigns]

[There's an eyes staring at him. :|]

[There's an eye staring at him!]

[You know what? Just for that? He blows some smoke to irritate it.]

[thetruehistorian]

[Jerk.]

[Robin undoes the leather strap keeping Smoker's jitte slung across his back, and the jitte skitters away, running on fingertips bloomed out of the handle.]

[justicereigns]

Shit!

[Chasing after it and --] God damn it Nico Robin, show yourself already!

[He tries to jump on the fleeing jitte.]

B

[allendsmeat]

Ro--Robin?

[is that? It really is! Longer hair but--!]

ROBIN! [be tackled from behind, arms wrapping around you from a captain who has been alone for a while now]

I FOUND YOU!

[thetruehistorian]

[The icy smirk dissipates in a brief exclamation of surprise.]

Luffy! Where have you been?

1/2

[allendsmeat]

Everywhere! I've been looking for everyone! [he doesn't want to let you go but he'll scoot around, arms stretching more around Robin's waist] Your hair got long!

[allendsmeat]

[and then....]

...Oi, Robin... How long have you been here?

[hiken]

[Robin would wake up to staring. Ace, his hands planted on his hips, craned his neck and maintained a line of sight with her with a curious look on his face. She looked familiar, especially given the fact that he had seen her old bounty-sheet before, but for a woman with her own iconic sort of hairstyle, wearing her hair backwards made her look a lot more cheerful than gloomy.

Plus, she was considerably older than eight or ten years old, so that added on the pile of confusion.]

Do I know you, ma'am?

[thetruehistorian]

Ah-

[Robin recoils a little, embarrassed to be found so prone. Then she blinks in wonder. Then her face becomes a mask. She shakes her head.]

No, you do not. Though we are related, in a way. You're Luffy's older brother, if I'm not mistaken.

[hiken]

Is that so? [He paused, wondering to himself who she could be. Unlike his brother, Ace could make an assessment all on his own. Word got around that Nico Robin joined Luffy's crew, which did wonders for their collective bounties.

She looked only a little familiar given the disparaging age difference, but he knew that sheet wasn't printed recently.]

You're Nico Robin, then.

A

[fierybluebird]

[Marco offers her a hand up. He doesn't look too strange for a freaking talking pineapple but there might be something of a mischievous glint to his eyes.]

Hello Miss. Are you quite all right?

[thetruehistorian]

[Mischievous glint or not, Robin recognizes the bold mark tattooed in his chest. And while the Whitebeard Pirates may have fallen from grace, as it were, she would still rather not find herself on the wrong side of a disagreement with one of them.]

I- Mm.

[She nods, and takes his hand, allowing him to help her up. And then she smiles, just enough to be considered friendly.]

Thank you, Mister..?

[fierybluebird]

Marco. [Offers her an arm.]

[And since she's polite enough to ask his name, he'll await hers, even though he's pretty damn sure he knows it.] Are you new here or would you like an escort somewhere, Miss?

[seakingbait]

[Keimi peeks her head out of the fountain for two seconds, and what does she find? An eye.

Not a head.

Not even a face.

Just... an eye.

Staring at her.

Unblinking.

What.

So, of course, when meeting such an unusual situation, the young mermaid does what any sane, rational person would do.

Toss her arms into the air and scream at the top of her lungs.]

Gyaaaaaaa!! The fountain is watching us!!

[thetruehistorian]

[On the other side of the fountain, Robin turns, alarmed at the yell. She relaxes quickly, however.]

Settle down, Keimi. You remember me, don't you?

A

[greymelee]

Finn, peeking his head out of Grey's bag, noticed it first.

"...Grey, there is an eyeball on that wall."

Grey turned, and leaned down to inspect it. "...okaay, that's...new."

A

[thetruehistorian]

The eye blinked, and disappeared. However, a similar one appeared on the back of Grey's hand.

Re: A

[greymelee]

Grey didn't mean anything by the hard poke he gave said eye. It was just random experimentation brought on by sheer disgusted horror.

A

[grandlineswag]

Now there is a face I did not expect to see.

[He takes a drag off his cigar as he calmly looks down at her. Have a very familiar presence, Robin. You remember the smell of that cigar brand, don't you?]

A

[thetruehistorian]

[She does, in fact, remember the smell. She won't let it gag her though- he'd enjoy it too much.]

You're losing your touch, then. I thought nothing could take you unaware.

[If sarcasm were acid he'd be drowning in it.]

[grandlineswag]

Perhaps it's my age catching up with me.

Still, I suppose you deserve some sort of congratulation for surviving this long.

[thatched]

[he felt eyes watching him all the way to the fountain. Maybe even spotted one or two. So he was only mildly surprised when he saw who was there. He'd never seen her in person. (though he vaguely remembered one race where she could have had a twin sister) He knew her by wanted posters and reputation only... And she'd definitely outgrown the wanted posters. Hot damn.

But there was no reason for her to know what he knew, so he smiled at her as he came within a reasonable distance, tucking his hands in his pockets]

Afternoon, Miss. I was wondering if you could give me directions.

[he'd figure out where he wanted to go later]

[thetruehistorian]

[Robin rubs a hand over her shoulder, trying to ease a bit of soreness there, then flicks her gaze up at the tall man. (Does he seem familiar? It's hard to tell.) She already knows, from her fleur, that she has no idea what island this is.]

I'm afraid I cannot. This place is new to me.

[Please ignore the dirt smattered over her body and clothing, which happens to be a perfect match in both color and texture to the dirt in the street surrounding the fountain. It's not like she slept there overnight or anything... right?]

[thatched]

[now that he's gotten a closer look at her it's easy to tell she's pretty hard worn. Far be it from him to leave her in that state]

Seems like we're sailing the same boat, then. [he smiles, lowering his head a little] You look like you could use a drink or two on some charming if slightly impoverished gentleman.

[he offers an arm]

What do you say?