Test Drive for December 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!

♦ NAVY SHIPS! Cannon fire! Guns and explosions! It's a Pirates vs. Navy battle! **HINT: This might be a good one to try this time around... :D

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B!

[raavashing]

[He let out a little 'oo!' noise as he took the monocular from her and put it up to his eye the way she had.]

This thing is so neat! How did you guys come up with it?

[raavashing]

[He frowned, looking sadder about that statement than he really should have for someone not familiar with the world.]

Huh? Oh. They're... don't worry about it. They probably don't exist here. Do you know who did this? Which person?

[hands4healing]

[Winry shakes her head, the line of her mouth grim.]

No, I don't know who did it.

[raavashing]

So we don't know what they were trying to accomplish, either?

[He looked down and to the side.]

Well... then we'll just have to try and make amends for them. To make friends with the people here and let them know it's not all of us.

[ex_automobiles598]

[She stayed leaned out over the edge, glancing in Wan's direction]

I can't say for sure. We're at the peak of technology right now, but I'm sure it's something the Fire Nation colonies came up with a while ago. [With one elbow rested on the surface she used her other hand to tap the end of the small telescope] This is the lens part, it's suppose to magnify everything.

Marika Kato | Mouretsu Pirates

[piracy_time]

Action
Huh? No signal?! [ The high school girl in the weird pirate getup stood at the fountain, having just shouted that aloud into her phone. No, it wasn't a phone, but a rather fancy looking silver pocketwatch that was flipped open to reveal a small floating holographic display of sorts. NO SIGNAL is exactly what it showed before she clapped it closed and put it back into her pocket. ] Something tells me this isn't another elaborate training exercise...

[ No way her crew would leave her stranded somewhere like this, with actors pretending to be real sea-faring pirates, complete with a rustic looking port town... would they? It feels too authentic to be a theme park. It's more like she was transplanted into the world of some kind of fantasy novel.

Not to be perturbed, she walked over to the first person who might be able to give her some answers — though they might just be as lost as she is. Marika looks rather embarrassed to be bothering them. ] Please excuse me, but can you direct me to the first taxi to the space-port? I would really appreciate your help!



Journal (Text)
This is Captain Marika Kato of the space pirate vessel Bentenmaru.

I am looking for the whereabouts of members of my crew. All of them, actually. If anyone has heard that name before, or the name of the below list of individuals, please direct them at me right away.

[ What follows is a list of eight names of her bridge crew back home, with a few friends from the Yacht Club added on along with, of course, Mami and Chiaki-chan. Once the list is complete, Marika adds on a "Thank you very much!" and signs the journal page, hoping that something comes of it. ]

[hands4healing]

That's not such a bad idea, but we also have to stay out of sight of the Navy. They just want us all dead.

[Action]

[by_heart]

[Unfortunately for Marika, she's managed to pick someone who's just as confused about this whole situation as she is.]

Space-port? That's a new one.

[Lea plants his hands on his hips and cranes his neck to look around. He hasn't seen anything to indicate that this is the sort of world that would have such a thing, but this girl looks a bit more like she fits in here than some of the other people he's run into so far. Well, from the waist up, at least, but you never know with girls and fashion.]

Doesn't look to me like this place has space-ports or taxis.

[piracy_time]

It doesn't... does it. [ Instant dejection, though that isn't this guy's fault. Marika sighs and gestures to the nearby buildings. ] You're saying this isn't actually some sort of tourist attraction? If it was, my compliments would go to whoever set it up!

[by_heart]

[Lea shrugs and shakes his head.]

No one sold me a ticket, that's for sure. No one bothered to mark the exit, either. Do you remember how you got here?

[He sure doesn't.]

[piracy_time]

I didn't want to assume that you were a tourist and not an employee, but when you put it like that... [ There is something good coming from all of this, silly as it was. She was thinking. Something she might not have been doing a minute prior to the exchange. ]

Hmm, no. I can't think of any way to get from where I was to here — wherever "here" is.

[rebonding]

Some... Yeeaah...

[About that.]

No one actually knows how many shards there are. There could be a thousand, for all we know.

[...]

I'm with the Spade Pirates. My captain's a guy called Ace. He's pretty great.

[rebonding]

Naturally, Korra hadn't even thought of that. Don't fight?? Water you talkin' 'bout, Wan?

"Good point..." They'd be off course, but they could get back on easily enough, right?

"How do you want to do this? Bend the water in our favor?" She was still eyeing that approaching Navy ship as she spoke.

Sync the Tempest | Tales of the Abyss

[emptytempest]

[A - Isla Empieza]

[Once the initial shock had worn down some, Sync's rational thought managed to override his emotions and get him on track. The first step to gaining the upper hand is to know your enemy, and as far as he's concerned everyone is his enemy. Small and silent, good at hiding around corners and alleyways, observing. Sometimes even from a perch on top of a nearby roof in the shadows. If he were more familiar with his surroundings, he wouldn't be seen unless he wanted to be. But he still hasn't been around quite long enough to achieve that here. He'll be difficult to spot, but not impossible if you're looking for him.

Or maybe he's the one watching and following you.]


[B - On a boat]

[Why would anyone want this little asshole on their crew? He's a sassy bitch who doesn't know the meaning of respecting others, and especially not their emotions. Sure, he's powerful and a tactical genius. At least, when he wants to be. But those abilities could very well be turned around on those around him at any time, he holds no loyalties here unless miracles were involved.

Or maybe he wasn't invited at all, he could very well be a stow-away. He's good at that. Took the last ship he hopped on five days to actually find and deal with him.

Whatever the case may be, he's probably brooding up in the crow's nest.]


[C - Some men just want to watch the world burn]

[Half of an island is in flames. Did he start it? Probably. He certainly doesn't seem too concerned with the matter, merely standing at a high, safe distance and observing with something close to amusement. That'll teach the residents here a much needed lesson. Mess with Sync the Tempest and die, he shows no mercy.]

[by_heart]

[He can think of a way, considering how much traveling he's done between worlds. The problem is that he seems to be well and truly stuck in this one, which is a first, and something he doesn't like the implications of one bit. However, Marika's suggestion that it might be some sort of theme park was an interesting one. If it was a simulation of some sort, it could explain why he was having trouble leaving. Well, if it was a simulation...]

"Wherever 'here' is" is right. I'm going to have a look around and see if I can find my way backstage of this "attraction." Wanna come with?

A

[notyourluke]

[Well, he certainly isn't looking for him.

This impeccably unhappy fellow is on a mission. One that involves him looking for an explanation--well, several explanations, actually. First, and foremost, is figuring out where he is--and, just who the hell brought him here. He'd like to personally thank them for the whole...dumping him in a strange town, thing.

Next on the list, he's aiming to find out just how he isn't... well, dead. Last he'd checked, dying had been a thing that was happening rather quickly to him. He's going to assume it's all because of the ones who brought him here, which is the entire reason finding them is first on the list.

But, no, he never looked at the fountain. No, he's not paying any attention to the journal. He's only just awakened here, after all--...Suddenly, his thoughts are interrupted by the fact that his path is blocked. By a rather large group of animals. He steps to the left, to go around them...and, go figure, the dumb creatures move with him.]

Out of my way!

[His outburst causes quite a few wary heads to turn in his direction, but he appears to be the furthest from worried about what they think. Because, seriously. Damn rappigs... Wait a second...

Asch pauses, giving them a just the faintest of questioning looks. Those definitely don't look like rappigs. Well, whatever, there's more important things to worry about. He'll deal with that mystery, later. Maybe. Either way, it won't be until after he finishes investigating the town. Watching both the animals and people walk away, he allows just a bit of a frustrated sigh to escape. As expected, the standing idly allows his mind to wander.

Once again, it's plagued by thoughts on Luke and Natalia's group. It's not written on his face--but, frankly, he can't help but worry. Until he reminds himself that those idiots are more than likely fine, considering he hasn't seen any of them here. They've probably already...

Damn it. Clenching his teeth, the scowl on his face deepens. Without further delay, he immediately resumes walking, feet moving at an even more hastened pace than before.]

[piracy_time]

[ Marika considered that question for a few moments. If she stayed put, that could increase the chances of being discovered by other arrivals. On the other hand, making a bit of trouble behind the scenes could force whoever brought them here to expose themselves and lead to answers to the bigger, burning questions at hand.

After that moment, she gave him a sharp nod and smiled. ] I'm in.

[ Then, offering him a hand: ] We should know each others names if we're going to be working together, right? I'm Captain Marika Kato. [ Might as well give the professional title, even if she hasn't seen hide-nor-hair of her ship and its crew anywhere. ]

[emptytempest]

[Sync hadn't been looking for anything in particular, he had no reason to. He had read over the journal and the message on the fountain, and none of it meant a damned thing to him. It only gave a small clue, barely enough to quell the rage. However, unlike some people, he knows when to set his personal feelings aside to make sure he doesn't die. His existence may be worthless, but he'll be damned if he's going to let some pitiful foreign Navy take him out.

He pauses the moment he lands after jumping one roof to the next, listening to see if he heard right. But it's only out of habit because he knows he heard right, he's not some fool who can't even recognize a familiar voice, or would be one to pass it off as merely a figment of his imagination. And not only did he hear him, but he also hears those rather adamant soldiers he'd been taking his time to avoid acknowledge the shout as well.

There's several options laid out in front of him in those few seconds, and it doesn't take more than a few quick calculations to decide that as things stand it would be beneficial to have someone familiar around. Even if that someone happened to be a traitor that should be just as dead as Sync himself.

He moves quickly and silently, outrunning the Naval officers effortlessly from above them and doesn't bother stopping to explain, no. He's always been faster than Asch, and when he wants to he knows he can manhandle the other when necessary. And right now, he deems it necessary. Jumping down from the building into the street, he has just enough time to grab his former comrade and drag him into an alley, pushing him up against a wall with a sharp look that plainly states be quiet or else.

Not as though he thinks he needs to, Asch isn't that stupid and even he should be able to hear the officers who come down the street only moments after Sync hid them away. He doesn't move an inch, stays close to the wall next to Asch as he watches the Naval officers pass by, barking out commands to keep a closer eye on the area for any trouble. It's only when their voices fade into the distance down the street that he speaks.]

Are you trying to die again? You'd think one humiliating death would be enough for you.

[notyourluke]

[Ewww no a girl.

He's not picky. Honestly, as long as it doesn't involve octopus or carrots, he's fine. Fortunately, the ship currently has neither of those things, so he's free to respond with--]

I don't care. Make whatever you like.

[The commanding tone is something that comes natural, Lenalee. Don't take it personally. He actually doesn't mean anything by it. Surprising as...that may be.]

[by_heart]

[Lea lets out a little "heh" of laughter and shakes her hand.]

Captain, huh? My name's Lea. Got it memorized? [Old habits are hard to break.]

We should be looking for anything that looks out of place, especially doors or walls. Tell me if you see something.

[He holds his hand out in front of him. There's a small burst of flame, followed by a strange wheel-like weapon appearing in his hand. He makes a face at it, banishes it, and tries again. It takes him a few tries, but finally he ends up with what looks like an oversized, stylized key instead. Apparently this is what he was going for.]

I'll be the one stirring up trouble.

[bloodheels]

[She nodded, making sure to make a mental note. The tone thankfully she doesn't take offense to because when your friends with Kanda then you get adjusted.]

If you say so. It probably won't be anything fancy considering what we have, though. If that's alright.

[thewatchdogswife]

[She offers a cheerful laugh, totally uncharacteristic to the situation they are in. She's giving it her all to remain cheerful and optimistic, elegant and polite. It helps that the Navy isn't as scary as risen corpses, and that they are a type of enemy she has actually been prepared to face, more or less.]

I know! You're Ciel's gardener, so I know that you'll take care of me, it's the least to be expected of a servant of the Phanthomhive family, right? That's what Sebastian always says!

[redfightinghood]

[Sailing on the open sea with a giant sharkman for who knows how long?

...eh. It was either this or get shot at, and he seemed alright enough.]

Aye, aye Cap'n!

[And she leaps ... quite a ways and with little effort, landing gracefully on the deck, in spite of the heavy scythe she still carried.]

[piracy_time]

Lea. Got it! [ And she was checking her own gear for a moment before she observed him doing... that. Something impressive, whatever it was. ]

Whoa! How did you do that?

[by_heart]

When I figure that out, I'll let you know. [He shakes the Keyblade a few times just to make sure it's not going to disappear on him. He knows he hasn't actually answered the question she asked, but the actual answer is something she has no business knowing, especially since they've only just met. She seems like the sort he can just take at face value, but he's not taking chances.]

Hey, if you see anyone else with one of these, you let me know that too, okay? But for now...

[He considers the street in front of them, then heads for a wide alleyway between two buildings. If this really is a simulation, that's the sort of place where they might be able to find a flaw in it.]