Test Drive for April 2015 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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Noatak | Avatar: The Legend of Korra

[water_puppeteer]

[Town Square]

Noatak rolled off the fountain immediately, his eyes dancing wildly as he clutched at his own body. His mind was a whirling mess of confusion and shock, as one would expect of a man fresh from his own violent demise. All he could recall was a spark, then a moment of what felt like an burning wall slamming into him...then nothing. Yes, that was it. He was dead. Tarrlok had killed them both, and he couldn't even blame him for it. As his mind sorted the information, he managed to calm himself.

"Yet I'm here," he said, rolling onto his back and gazing up at the sky, "Is this the afterlife? It's far from what I expected. I also didn't expect so much foot traffic from locals." He got to his feet slowly, then pushed his way through the onlookers in a hazy search for answers. If this wasn't the afterlife, was he saved by someone? Why did he have no injuries? Where was Tarrlok?

He idly put a hand into his pocket, finding a book.

"And what's this?" he mused, flipping through it. He dropped it with an audible gasp, once he saw pages writing themselves before his eyes, "What kind of insanity is this?! Someone tell me what's going on!"

[whitedragon_abs]

Sting was heading to the tavern to grab himself a bite to eat when he heard the yelling. He made way to the fountain and saw the man looking weirded out. He raised his hand in greeting.

"Yo, you just get here?"

[water_puppeteer]

He turned to the man, eyes wild with frustration for a moment, before finally composing himself.

"...Yes. Explain where 'here' even is."

[whitedragon_abs]

"This is Isla Empieza," Sting said cheerfully. "Welcome to a new world."

[water_puppeteer]

"What do you mean by 'new', exactly?"

[whitedragon_abs]

Sting shrugs. "Well, I'm not entirely sure. It seemed like the right thing to say."

He paused, stroking his chin. "That reminds me, I've been meaning to learn more about this place."

[water_puppeteer]

"In other words, you don't know anymore about this place than I do. I can see trying to get answers out of you is pointless," he said, "Do you at least know who I can GO TO for real answers?"

[whitedragon_abs]

"Hey, man. At least I'm trying to help. That's more than some of these jerks." He held up his book. "Theres some spirits in here. They answer questions sometimes. Like, once a month, and only one question out of all of us."

[water_puppeteer]

"I've seen the forces at work in this tome," he said, holding his up, again, "How is this possible? Who are these other voices, are they all spirits?"

[whitedragon_abs]

"Not all, we can talk to people through these things. The spirits tend to stick to writing."

[water_puppeteer]

"So it's a means of communication?" he asked, looking it over, "Strange. They can create a system like that, in this place?"

[whitedragon_abs]

"Your guess is as good as mine, buddy." He shrugs. "Everyone of us that came from a different world got 'em."

[water_puppeteer]

"Do you mean that literally? As in planet?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, "You expect me to believe that I've been cast from one celestial body to another? Then how was my body healed? I was in a vastly different state, not long ago."

[whitedragon_abs]

He nods. "As far as I know. This is real different from Earthland, my world. No place like exists on our maps. As for how you were healed. Probably the work of Davy Jones. He's the one who brought us here."

[water_puppeteer]

"Davy Jones, then. So he's the one responsible for this insane situation. Why would he even bother with resurrecting a corpse?"

[whitedragon_abs]

"Again, no clue." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "You look like you could use a drink. I was just heading to the tavern. Why don't you join me and we can be confused together."

[water_puppeteer]

"I prefer not to drink, I need my mind to remain as sharp as possible," he said, gazing out over some of the onlookers, "However, my throat is rather parched."

[whitedragon_abs]

Sting nods towards the tavern. "Thata way."

[water_puppeteer]

"And how am I suppose to pay for these service? I doubt the currency I had on me when I died is any good."

[whitedragon_abs]

"I'll buy your first drink," Sting said cheerfully. "And a meal too if you want. You can pay me back whenever. I doubt you eat as much as I do."