Test Drive for July 2014 Apps

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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!

♦ Arrr, here be buried treasure, but not all that glitters is gold! Will ye be telling your mateys what ye found, or keeping it for yourselves?

Comments

[peter_the_phnx]

C-caught off guard!?

[He said as he looked back to see who was talking to him, he huffed and hopped off the top of the fountain and landed to the edge of it, standing tall and letting his feathers puff up a bit, then settle down again. For a bird, he looks rather stressed]

You can say that again! We were in the middle of battle no less, and here I am whisked away by some messenger of the gods to some unknown land to find stones!

[He took a long, slow, deep breath through his beak and held it, before letting it out. Siiiigh.] You too?

[guardian_doctor]

[Ravenshead unintentionally takes a step back when Peter jumps down. No offense, Peter, you're just... awfully big for a bird.] I... after a fashion, I suppose. I wasn't in a battle though--I believe I was balancing my checkbook. [He smiles a little.] A bit less exciting.

Otherwise, yes. This sort of thing doesn't usually happen when attending to my finances.

[He considers the situation. There are many questions that could use answering.] What precisely are you?

[peter_the_phnx]

[It’s okay. He’s used to people giving him weird looks. When he went to New Granseal he got picked on by triplets because he was a big bird...]

[He was, however, unsure what a Check Book... was. In his mind he imagined this human trying to balance a book on his head. Bu then the term finances was used, so clearly he’s a shop keep of some sort and he was balancing his ledger! Oh, that made more sense. Checking his ledge then.]

I suppose balancing your ledger is better than battling. Oh, me? I’m Peter, the Phoenix. [his winger came to his chest and he bowed to the man. He hopes he doesn’t make a big deal. People call him Legendary back home and it flusters him.]

[guardian_doctor]

A ...phoenix? Named Peter? [Not the sort of name he'd ever expected to find on a phoenix. Nor had he realized phoenixes were real, but...]

Ahem. I'm Dr. Ravenshead. [He's not entirely certain how to greet someone without hands to shake. After a brief moment of puzzling over it, he settles for a mix of a half-bow and a small wave.]

You said you don't know where we are either, correct? Have you any ideas how we could find out? I tried asking a few passers-by, but they seemed eager to avoid me.

[peter_the_phnx]

Yes? that is my name. [He said softly, as if to say ‘what else should I be named?’, hi head tilted. But the man introduced himself, so he nodded his head in return, a bow. People don’t shake hands unless you are sealing a deal, so it’s okay. He didn’t offer his wing or anything.]

Nice to meet you, Doctor! the medical kind? [he asked, curious, before glancing off to where the girl had ran off.]

I don’t know! The woman I was talking to said something about an Isle? Empanada or something? Emphysema? I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like anywhere on Permecia. Oh! [He held up the journal she handed to him and frowned, wings wrapped around it.]

‘You can find your kind with this’, she said...

[guardian_doctor]

Yes, medical doctor. [He confirms, before looking at his own journal.] I wonder what she meant by that. I'm fairly certain I'm not a phoenix. Perhaps there are other, ah, "visitors" about?

[He chuckles slightly.] It's probably not the "Isle of Emphysema", that seems just a tad unlikely.

[peter_the_phnx]

Like a healer, who doesn’t travel? Very nice. Always handy. [he said with a strong level of approval and a nod. As for the journal thing, he just glanced at it, not opening it.] You don’t look like a Phoenix, no. Maybe she meant people from the mainland? You’re strangely dressed, but you could be, what, Granseal? New Granseal?

[CLEARLY he just thinks you’re from home.] I knew I heard her wrong. It’s an island of some sort though. You can feel it in the air.

[guardian_doctor]

I don't know what a "Granseal" is. I'm American. [Said more absentmindedly than anything.]

That's "island air"? I thought it meant it was going to rain. [Eyes the sky doubtfully. Being coastal would explain the salty tang in the breeze though...]

[peter_the_phnx]

Huh. I don’t know what an American is. [Interesting. Was that a different land? How very interesting. oh, but the matter at hand. He sniffed the air, and smiled as well as a bird can]

Mmm, yes. An Island. Not landlocked. You can catch the feel from all sides and not just one. Water isn’t far from here either. [he bristled a bit though, feathers fluffing in annoyance] I was a few days journey from the ocean. This is just very strange. Unsettling.