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

[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.

[tactilelearner]

Like I said -- you're a damn fool.

[Because, oh, she wasn't going to just invite him o join her and have a bit to eat. No. She'd just wait. Make him ask. If he even would.]

[caster_blaster]

I mean, it's not a huge deal. It's an old story. A guy sees a cute girl, tries to talk her up, gets into a conversation about super-powers, then gets lost in the woods for a few days due to some bad luck.

Happens to every guy.

[His eyes drift to her food, causing his stomach to make a low, rumbling noise under the table.]

So...you gonna' eat all of that?

[tactilelearner]

[Rogue arches an eyebrow, and her lips quirk into just a bit of a smile. He hit the magic word. He called her cute.]

...Jus' for that?

[She makes a motion to a spot near her little campfire.]

Nah. Have some. Ain't the best, but I never said I could cook. Jus' that I could hunt.

[caster_blaster]

Woo-hoo!

[He raised his arms in triumph before scooting over closer and grabbing some for himself. The man's clearly got no manners, as proven by his rampant consumption of the meat.]

This is fantastic, are you kidding?

[tactilelearner]

Never really learned how t' cook, but, hey. It's hot.

[Hot, fresh, and at least cooked to the point where it's not going to kill her. She knows that much. Which is about all she knows.]

[caster_blaster]

I'm not too bad at it, myself. Not exactly a chef, but when you live alone long enough you have to learn.

[tactilelearner]

Never lived alone, so I never really learned. Still, picked up a few things from livin' with Irene.

[caster_blaster]

Friend of yours from back home?

[tactilelearner]

My... My mom.

[Or used to be.

Or was supposed to be.

Or... Another complicated matter.]

[caster_blaster]

...Ah. Sorry, if it's a sore subject. I can't really remember mine.

[tactilelearner]

More just... weird. Like, really weird. But... not important.

[She shakes her head, trying to smile just a bit.]

Never mind, really. Isn' important.

[caster_blaster]

Thanks for the food, though. Seriously. I did get a little full of myself, back then.

[tactilelearner]

I grew up with Good Ol' Boys. Someone writin' a check they can' cash? Pretty common.

[And she chuckles a bit at it, leaning back as she takes another bite of the cooked bird.]

Always funny t' see 'em fall on their ass, have t' say.

[caster_blaster]

Ha ha! Well, I do plenty of that.

You know, most people don't think it, but I am actually pretty competent when it comes to getting things done. I just get in a lot of trouble when left to my own devices, if there's nobody to keep me grounded. Back on the ship it was Jim, and then my crew.

[tactilelearner]

Hey, I totally buy you'd be jus' fine huntin' a bounty. Huntin' to eat's just differen'.

[Because there it wasn't a "bring in alive" or "bring in dead in any condition."

It was probably a bad thing she already didn't care much who she associated with here. Bounty hunters, thieves, pirates... Whatever didn't just shoo her off.]