Test Drive for October 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?

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[tactilelearner]

[Rogue knows that look. It's not so much the expression -- he seems to be taking this pretty well, as a matter of fact -- but it's the clothes and how new they look. Which means he hasn't been here that long. And, well, it's about that time, isn't it?]

Inns are that way. [Her voice is extremely American and very South-Eastern. Part drawl, part Southern Belle. She points to illustrate.] An' the harbor's down that way, if you're lookin' for a ship.

[His clothes look fairly modern, so--]

Y' find a journal 'round you when y' woke up? 'S like a cellphone. Close enough, at least. Case you're lookin' for anybody. They might be here. Prob'ly ain', but doesn' hurt t' check, y'know?

[silent_takashi]

[He's not terribly surprised to see someone approaching him - he knows he must look bizarre, and he's honestly surprised he hasn't been approached by one of the locals already - but he's a little taken aback by her accent. Not at all what he was expecting. Still, he's grateful for the help, and his eyes follow her pointing, making a mental note of each location.

... Could he even afford a room at an inn? Or a ship, whatever he might want one of those for. Somehow, looking around, he doubted many of these establishments would take plastic. That, he guessed, would just have to be a bridge he would cross when he go to it.

He nods once after her explanation of the journal he'd picked up without really thinking about it. He'd figure out exactly what she meant later, but for now, he did have a question to ask.]

Why a ship?

[tactilelearner]

Natives don' take too kindly t' outworlders.

[She pauses, and...]

Yeah. Still sounds weird.

Basically? People 'round here? Those of us who show up are expected t' get the Hell out pretty quick. Some've got better luck than others with how long they can stay.

An' the only way off this place? Is sailin'. Nothin' motorized.