Test Drive for August 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

[caster_blaster]

Are you afraid you're gonna' kill me with it?

[tactilelearner]

No.

[Because she wouldn't do it. She didn't trust herself enough for that.]

'Cause I don' mess with things like that.

[caster_blaster]

How long does it take for it to even take effect? What if someone tapped you on the shoulder really, really fast, just one time?

[tactilelearner]

Instant.

[It's an easy answer. Because she's experienced it.]

Moment someone brushes my skin with a knuckle? Down for the count. Good few minutes last time.

[Stupid Gambit.]

[caster_blaster]

Hm...Well, that does suck. I can safely say I'd be training it every day, were it me.

[He slowly raises back up to his feet, stretching out to crack his back a few times. Then he fixed his binoculars toward the west, looking into a densely forested area.]

But it's your life. If you're comfortable pushing your limits, then there's not much to do about that. There IS, however, something to do about fixing up our food supplies. I just saw some tasty looking animals over that way.

[tactilelearner]

I've got a teacher, so thanks but no thanks.

[Plus, well. The way she's seen it work, when people find out about her powers, they want one thing: to use her.

And that'd come with his offer to "teach" her.]

[caster_blaster]

Don't suppose you know how to hunt, do you?

[tactilelearner]

[Rogue gave a slight shrug.]

Depends what we're huntin' with.

[caster_blaster]

Never much needed anything other than guns. Then again, I'm not sure what lives on this island. Sure, everything looks all cozy, but I've fallen for ruses like that. Could be some dangerous stuff around here, and we just haven't seen it.

[tactilelearner]

Give me a rifle or shotgun, I can manage make a decent shot. Don' grow up in Mississippi without learnin' bit o' that.

[caster_blaster]

Got a double-barreled blaster that came with me, when Jones snatched me up. It's pretty much a double-barreled shotgun, with bigger ammo. Should work well enough.

[tactilelearner]

Bigga? [The Southern girl had to come out on that word, one eyebrow arched high.]

What're y' shootin' with that? An' how big're we talkin'?

[caster_blaster]

Weapon skills come with the territory. Starwind and Hawking is a business that handles a lot of things. Transport, courier services, bodyguarding, salvage, bounty-hunting. Not exactly safe jobs, when the Hei Phong sector is full of pirate guilds. That's not even counting the run-of-the-mill scumbags you encounter all over the more lawless regions.

Every now and then you have to blast a guy. Of course, sometimes it turns out to be a cyborg, which is a hell of a lot harder.

[tactilelearner]

'Kay...

[She has to pause, shake her head, and just think for a minute. So, they use these guns against people. That's not important right now. Because there are a lot of reasons to use guns.

Have to protect yourself, after all. But.]

So. Like I said-- How big?

What guage we talkin'? What shot? What barrel? And what're y' plannin' on huntin' here?

[Because that all has to be taken into consideration from where she's sitting.]

[caster_blaster]

Blaster shots for that model are one size fits all, just made for that type of gun. They're all the same. Don't worry, I enough ammo for it.

[It sounds like she wants damage specs, too. Unfortunately, Gene isn't good on all the technical stuff. He's more visual than that.]

Alright, see this tree I was leaning on? Both barrels will tear it in half at the trunk. Fell the tree immediately. As for what I hunt, those strange animals I was just scoping look interesting. I doubt I'll need something that big for them, though. More for protection in case larger predators are around, and my pistol isn't getting the job done.

[tactilelearner]

So... y'got a bazooka. Or a handgun. An' you wanna hunt.

[Oh dear. Her head hurts. So, so bad.

This is just...]

You evah been huntin'? 'Cause neither o' those things are gonna do you any good, darlin'.

[caster_blaster]

I've hunted plenty of bounties, before. It can't be THAT different.

[tactilelearner]

...You're a damn fool, ain't you?

[No filter there. It just comes out as she half gapes at him.]

[caster_blaster]

[He's actually proud of himself, judging by that hands-on-his-hips pose.]

Ha ha ha! I've definitely been called worse! Relax, it'll all work out in the end. It always does.

[tactilelearner]

...Yeah. You hunt yer way, I'll hunt mine, an' we'll see who's eatin' tonight.

[Because, well, she might not have a good gun, but she can manage. Certainly better than he can. A pistol won't do him much good... and the blaster he was talking about would obliterate any meat.

But, hey. She'll manage a meal for herself, at least.]

[caster_blaster]

[And off he headed, ready to prove to her and the world that he was clearly a mature, responsible adult, who knew what he was doing. A theory that would prove flawed several days later, when he would stumble back to the ship half-dead and dehydrated, clutching an antler in his hand.]

[tactilelearner]

Much differen' than y' thought?

[It's said as she finished swallowing a piece of bird.

It as a sort of... pheasant-quail-dove hybrid thing. Not delicious. Especially since she really didn't cook. But it wasn't raw, and she'd found spice sort of things to cook with it.

...It was a crappy little meal, but it was food.]

[caster_blaster]

[After getting the water he so badly needed, he sat down across from her.]

...Anyway, the point is, I DID manage to hunt and kill something. Then it fell off a ravine when I was trying to haul it up. At least I still got something to remember it by.

[tactilelearner]

Yeah, but did y' eat anythin'?

[It's easy enough to say, offering an easy smirk as she took another bite of the very bland meat.]

[caster_blaster]

Okay, maybe I got overzealous and forgot a few things. Like food. And water. And a compass.