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Test Drive for April 2014 Apps

Welcome to your monthly Test Drive for

high_seas! Here is where new players can test out their characters' voices, old players can 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!

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(a); Liz had never liked water. Or more to say she wasn’t as fond of it as she was with warm places. That might be because she was a fire elemental, but that was beside the point, wasn't it? When she reached the damn little port city and found out about some ghost, she figured this was a case for the BPRD. A case she shouldn’t be part of at all, thanks. SHe had only come back for the weekend, maybe a bit longer. The Professor died and... and then there was Russia, and then there was near death and...

And she shouldn’t be here. She should be at base, in Jersey, waiting around for the next paranormal incident, putting up with HB and talking with Abe. Not... here.

“Red... you better be here somewhere.” She mumbled to herself, walking along. Catch her somewhere in port, goth looking long haired chick with a cross at her neck, looking out of place for the town.

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(b); If you run into her about an hour after she got there, you’d see fire. A blue fire racing over her arms and head. She’s small, a petite woman, dark hair covered in fire, her hands out and glaring at the three guys before her. Two cringing back, and one laughing, saying ‘What are you, girly? We just wanted some fun.’ Which apparently wasn’t the right thing to say. Her fists flexed and fire swelled. She knew she had to control it or she’d really hurt someone.

“Leave me alone.” She growled, stepping forward, hands out. “You should be running...” which made two of the men back up more, one of them laughed and pulled a sword.

Why the hell did she end up in pirate world?

God damn she hated Ghosts and their tricks. She shouldn’t be here.

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(c); [She’s on your ship, part of your crew. Liz isn’t the best with people, so she’s been a bit standoffish and doesn’t know more then a person or two, but she’s a good girl.]

[At the moment she sat on deck, a warm spade radiating around her, a light snow falling everywhere on deck but on her. It melted and evaporated before it hit her. There was a small fire, off and on, in her hand, like she was practicing. Her eyes focused on that more than anything else.]

[Someone comes up behind Liz.]

If you come inside, you won't have to use your abilities as an umbrella like that.

[Ran's getting snowed on, herself, but she's going back inside in a minute, anyway.]

[She doesn’t look up at the moment, curling her hand closed and drawing in closer and closing off the fire. She blinked to let her eyes adjust, and glanced up to the other. She hadn’t got her name yet. Good job Liz. Being a loner on a ship. What’s new.]

It was... [what’s the right word for this...] ...calmer out here. The snows relaxing. [and the fire isn’t really an umbrella. More just... practice.] I figured I wouldn’t bother anyone out here with... this. [the fire she means]

You'll be less of a bother if you don't catch a cold. [That sounds harsher than she means it to be. She rubs her hands together.]

How about let's wait until the snow stops, at least?

[that almost made her chuckle. A cold. She hadn’t had one of those since she was a child. Most illnesses that got passed around got burned off before it grew]

The concern is nice, but I don’t think a cold will catch me. [still, she sighed, lowering her hands to mostly dry ground and looking up at the other.] You really want me to come in though, don’t you?

If you say you won't catch a cold, I'll believe you.

But... I've known people who've said they won't get sick and believed it, but got sick anyway. You don't look the type, but....

[That, actually brought a small smile to her face, half hidden and not really reaching her eyes.] I don’t think I’ve ever caught a real cold before.

Thank you, though. For the concern. [a pause, then conversationally...] Have you been here very long?

I just joined this ship from Isla Empieza. So, not long at all. You're pretty new, too, right?

[she gave a small nod to that] Mmm, yeah. One moment I was getting ready for a mission, the next I was on the ground outside a old trinket shop. No idea how.

Fortunately for Liz, she wouldn't have to fight these men alone. Three fireballs exploded into the ground at the men's feet, drawing their attention briefly upward to the rather monstrous sight of someone in a relatively thin deep-sea divers suit perched on a wall. A very long (foot and a half) needle attached to their left arm. The figure jumped off the wall in a surprisingly agile action - surprising for anyone who knew how heavy diver suits with large iron bell-helmets were. For the men below, all they knew was that the armored person was fast, could throw fireballs, and - as the man with the sword was finding out - could wield that nightmare needle as skillfully as any swordsman.

The metal slid along each other before the man was thrown back a good dozen feet and the figure jumped backwards to stand ready for the rest of the attack next to Liz. In case they did attack and didn't run the way the seemed ready to, anyway.

Oh they wouldn’t be attacking again anytime soon. The three fireballs that came down startled the three. The two cowardly men were already turning tail to run, the fires oddly spiking up tall and reaching for them in their own ways. The guy with the sword held his own a moment, metal sliding and then he got thrown back a good distance. he stumbled and looked like he was about to advance again...

Only the fires around him grew up, nine feet tall and started to reach for him, like reddish orange hands grabbing at him. He let out a yell, sword slashing, and backing up, tumbling over a wall of fire behind him, and running off, pants burning.

Liz? She wasn’t putting the fire out just yet, dark eyed and annoyed, wanting to actually chase the guy off into the ocean if she could. If she allowed herself to go any farther with this fire, she’d lose it. Hurt someone. Explode maybe...

The person in the impossible suit and huge needle standing near by. If he was a problem too, she’d handle it as well, but... so far he...she.... it was... helpful.

Orange eyes darted over, staring at the hooded figure with the sword like needle. “...Thanks.”

The figure was formless enough that it could have been a man or a woman or even something that was only vaguely humanoid in shape. The voice that came out of the suit, however, was distinctly female.

"You're welcome," She straightened up and turned the glowing portal towards the other woman. "I wasn't sure how much of a fight they'd put up against you, but they clearly weren't falling back at the threat of being incinerated."

Man, woman or demon, it moved well in that thing. Impressively well. With everything else that was going on around here, she wouldn’t put it past being non-human. A woman's voice though.

Liz backed up a few steps, lowering her flames. She needed to let them go. Stop letting the licking flames encourage her to let go. She always wanted to let it go. her fists flexed and relaxed, and she let out a small breath. “At this point I would have been more than okay with incinerating them.” She had them. She could have dealt with it, but she didn’t WANT to burn anyone.

"They were rather uncouth, weren't they?," Eleanor giggled softly. "They would have deserved it had they continued. I haven't seen anyone else here with power like yours. You don't look like a splicer. And you don't feel like a Sister. Still... you wouldn't be from Rapture, would you?"

Uncouth huh? Interesting. Her words sounded educated. Not a monster at least. Maybe a higher spirit, or just an interesting human. “No one deserves it, really. But I wouldn’t have minded toasting them a bit.” She could actually admit. As for her powers, she let the fires drop even from her hands, the blue flames going out, as if hiding it now. Her hand moved enough to put all the other fires in the area out as well.

“Rapture? No. can’t say I am.” What is a splicer? A sister? How strange. “I’m from New Jersey...”

New Jersey. She had memories of people who had been from there sitting in her mind. People who had gone to Rapture hoping for a better life and, perhaps briefly, had found one. Their dreams ending as most everyone's had. In pain, blood, and eventually, death.

"I've never been there," she replied, curious. "Are there many in New Jersey that can do what you do?"

That was interesting. At least she had heard of it, though that question was a bit weird. Actually, no, the person is wearing a old style deep sea suit, nothing is weird here.

“Ah, no. I don’t know anyone else who can... ah, do that.” Her nose twitched a moment and she slide her hands into her pockets, glancing off to where she had walked from earlier. “I’m a bit of a freak back home.” then again, Freaks had to stick together, like Abe said.

"You don't seem like a freak," Eleanor said, her stance becoming a little more awkward, knees bending inward while her arms sort of just hung there, unsure of what to do with them. "A lot of people in Rapture can do what you do. Not as well. I don't think I've seen anyone manipulate the fire after it's been released before... but they can still throw it."

That took her attention. People from this Rapture place can throw fire as well. As a matter of fact, three fireballs were thrown before this person jumped down in an assist. Her head tilted, looking this... woman? over a bit more. “You can do it too, right? I assumed the fireballs came from the... ah, suit.” her hand drifted out a bit to indicate the suit here. it was strange to see someone fight in something so old. As for control... she shrugged, flexing her hand a bit. “The control thing isn’t really that good. I’m still learning to focus it.” It was all in her mind. Telekinetic, but most people didn’t understand that.

Eleanor's head tilted to the side, very curious now. "No. It wasn't the suit," she replied. "I can control the fire as it's released from me but after that it's out of my hands. You are very powerful to have even as much control as you do. If you did not learn it in Rapture, does that mean it is natural to you?"

Oh, so it was a learned thing. Interesting. Liz frowned though, side eyeing the area around here. She was better than she was just a few weeks ago, about showing who she was, but she didn’t like it any. She wished Red or Abe was here. “Ah, yeah. It’s a natural thing. Pyrokinetic, I guess.” She didn’t like fire starter, or pyro in general, but there wasn’t she could do about what it’s called. “I think I’m the only one who can do it from where I’m from.” A curious glance though. “You... learned to throw fire?”

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[the tall marine spots her at the end of the alley, terrorizing some men with fire. He can read enough of the situation to tell that is their own faults their back is against the wall, so he will just stand and observe, making sure everything works out for her]

You seem to be having a tough time.

[The fire makes him curious and he wonders if perhaps she's the recipient of the mera mera no mi]

[terrorizing?! Hardly. More like making a stand. She's burned one of the guys sword hand, and she's got them cornered. One of them is trying to boost the other over the wall.]

[She wont give chase if they make it.]

[But someone spoke, making her shoot a fiery orange eyed glance back to the speaker.]

They brought it on themselves. [Her tone was a warning. Don't mess with her right now. The fire spreads over her arms and hands, but she's controlling it for now]

Alright. [he folds his arms and leans his shoulder against the alley wall, watching.]

They seem like they want to get away more than you want to kill them for it.

[Liz shot a glare at the guys, watching as one made it up over the wall, reaching down for another.]

I don’t want to kill anyone. [She put one arm out, and flicked a hand out towards the third guy, lighting a fire under his butt and watching him scramble faster up the wall.]

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Test Drive for April 2014 Apps

Liz Sherman | Hellboy

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