Test Drive for October 2013 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!

Comments

Forgive me if he's terrible! I'm a little rusty. c:

[naturalspy]

[Stephen wasted no time in stepping right over to him, eyes quickly darting over the man. But the impossible was indeed true - the man he knew to be dead, to be drowned at the bottom of the sea, instead stood before him.

He had never believed it, of course, even when Jack had. No one would convince him the superstition had been accurate. He merely wished he had managed to convince Jack - convince Hollom - of that fact.

And here he had another chance.

The unholy press gang was quickly forgotten.]

I had thought you dead, Mr Hollom, I am very pleased - very pleased - to see that I was wrong. You look quite whole and hale, in fact.

So far, I'm loving him. And totally fangirling. You have no idea how much I've wanted this.

[awhitecrow]

I--

[If Maturin had thought him dead, then he'd known him dead. There was no way to survive what he'd done. The man was a Catholic (a fact most of the Surprise simply chose to ignore and that Hollom himself had never taken too strong a set against. With no formal religious training and only a Bible to consider, he failed to see much difference between the two. Especially none he could consider.

And there was no condemnation coming. No admonishment for an act others would consider a sin. But it had saved the crew tormented because of Jonah's curse. Hollom... had only been able to help that making that same sacrifice would save his, as well.

He ducked his head, breathing hard but keeping himself steady. His voice, though, shook a bit, acknowledging what they both knew.]

I do not know what act of God or the Devil brought me to this place, sir.

c: <3 i would love a M&C cast anywhere

[naturalspy]

[A catholic he was, true enough, but also a man of science - a man of nature. He did not know what means he had come to this place but he doubted it was purgatory. Whatever had brought them both here was outside his realm of knowledge - though, of course, it wouldn't stay outside it. He would devote himself to learning its mysteries soon enough, but first there were other things to attend to.

He knew to what Hollom was referring, of course, and though he had been utterly dismayed by the man's action, he had seen it in a sad sort of keeping with the general superstitious nature of the service. The ship before one's self - whether on earth, or in eternity.

He had no desire to add to Hollom's misery, or feed the superstitious nonsense that had begun it.]

No, nor I myself. I was in my cabin one moment, and here the next. I had thought myself utterly without company. Have you-- Was anyone else brought here, from the Surprise?

[If he and Mr. Hollom were here, after all, it was impossible not to imagine that Jack may just as well.]

It would be awesome.

[awhitecrow]

Not that I know of, sir, but I shouldn't be surprised.

[After all, how could the captain of the Surprise be far when her surgeon was here? That, though, was what he most hoped to avoid.

How could he answer to any of them? To the captain, who had been sure of the curse? To the lieutenants, whose authority had been threatened by his lack of maintaining discipline? To the midshipmen, who had considered him a burden on their rank? To the crew, who had thought him cursed?

He managed the faintest of smiles. An expression far more of fear than anything else.]

If you come across them, will you send word? I shall do the same.

[To reunite their surgeon with them... and keep himself far away.]

[naturalspy]

Of course! Of course.

[Jack could not possibly bring old grudges here. Surely any shipmate, regardless of past superstition, was a good shipmate, in this unnatural place?]

Though I'm afraid I will not be easily reached. I have been forbidden to return to shore from these docks - it is either onto a ship, or into the sea. Thus I find myself in search of a berth. [A very tight smile. He was not pleased.]

Have you found a place?

[awhitecrow]

I was turned out this morning myself. I'd... thought to make myself useful at the inn.

[It had seemed a good, safe place for him. A Jonah was only dangerous at sea. At the inn, he would have been able to help people. Cook and clean.

But...]

So I suppose I... have to find a ship.

[Fifteen years experience, thirteen as midshipman. He could certainly be of use, he felt. But... then there was the curse to contend with.]