Test Drive for January 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!

Comments

Trafalgar Law | One Piece

[deathsdoctor]

... if this is supposed to be hell, then I'm a bit disappointed. I was expecting fire.

['Sup. Have one disorientated pirate captain/doctor/ex-Shichibukai muttering to himself as he wanders investigates town. This isn't Dressrosa - this place is a little too intact to be there for starters. He and Doflamingo wrecked things left and right during their battle across the island. There's no screaming Strawhat and company.

Oh... and there's that eensy-weensy matter of being shot and waking up here without a scratch. Or that voice whispering in his head on arrival.

To say Law doesn't like this is an understatement. But dead men can't be picky. So it's time to observe. Aka get out there and discreetly watch the journal entries and everyone in the vicinity like the creeper he is. If this is hell or something else - he wants some information and he wants it now.

That... and obtain some money. Find his sword and anything else of his he can. Find anything useful. And then find some damn alcohol.

He can plan from there.]

[allendsmeat]

[Luffy comes walking out of a store with a barrel of supplies on his shoulder. Sanji wouldn't let him carry any food. Boo. He spots the guy coming up the street and knows he knows him from somewhere and then it takes a moment to click]

Hey, Traffy! You got pulled here too, huh? That's pretty funny.

1/2

[deathsdoctor]

...

[Stop calling him that. It's Trafalgar. Trafalgar]

[deathsdoctor]

Pulled in?

[... so what. This isn't... death? What is it then? Putting aside annoyance right now. He needs the goods on what's going on.]

This is hardly my idea of a joke, Strawhat-ya. Where are we?

[allendsmeat]

Island Empizza. But there's no pizza here. [which is sad. He's never gotten it] We were pulled in by that ghost guy. Hey, Traffy, let's have some lunch. [and he'll tell him stuff over that because he's pretty hungry and this guy probably has more money than him]

[deathsdoctor]

You paying? [Automatic. HE IS ON TO YOUR TRICKS, YOU.] Because I'm starved.

[Dying does funny things to the appetite.]

Never heard of a Island Empizza. [... now he wants pizza. Except it involves bread, which is a no. Maybe someone can make him gluten free pizza.] But... a ghost guy? Did he give you a name?

[allendsmeat]

[it wasn't a trick. Just an assumption. Either way, boo. That's okay though]

No. We can ask Sanji. [which meant they'd have to go back to the ship which meant Law was effectively kidnapped. Not that that wasn't a foregone conclusion anyway. He tries to think if he remembers the name...]

Mmm. Davey Jones I think. Does it matter? Do you know him?

[caster_blaster]

[Gene is enjoying some nice fried octopus when he spots Law. Judging from their styles of dress, it's obvious that neither of man is from this place.]

Oh ho! Take a look at this guy. Clearly, this is a man who skirts the boundaries of acceptable fashion. I take it you just got here too, huh?

[deathsdoctor]

[A brow goes up - not irritated yet, just curious about the so called fashion plate calling attention to him. He has food, which means he has money likely and information probably. Useful things - and Law needs to get to obtaining some of those.

Wierdest afterlife ever, man.

But if the man is jibing at him, then that's all the invitation the pirate needs drop the tourist routine and decide to try to get some answers at least out of him.]

You could say that. [Don't recommend the ride in though. That eyebrow arches a whole lot more.] I take it you're the local fashion consultant around here?

[caster_blaster]

Nah, just your average space outlaw. Not that I think many people around here would understand what that even is.

[He chews on another takoyaki ball before extended one out to him.]

You hungry, by any chance? I've got a hell of a hangover, and I don't think I can finish these.

[deathsdoctor]

Starving. Thanks.

[Free food. ... Law's even sure to mind his manners here, because if the guy's giving out lunch, he might be further helpful, and that can only improve his situation.

Then he points up.]

A pirate from up there? At least that's what I think that's what you're saying, right?

[Which is somewhat of an appealing (if foolishly romantic) thought. It would be interesting to sail a sea of stars. If that's what he's taking about, anyway, when he means space.]

[caster_blaster]

Not really. I've fought plenty of space pirates, though. Outlaws are more like...in-betweeners, I guess. See, out there, there's really only three roads to take.

[He marks them off on his fingers.]

You're either working under umbrella of the Federation, which governs the "civilized" areas, you're with the space pirate guilds, or you're an outlaw. We don't owe allegiance to anyone but our ship and those on it. Outlaws do what it takes to get by and we end up with enemies, but I like it better than answering to someone.

I'm Gene Starwind, and I'm the Captain of the Outlaw Star...Not that I can show you, considering it's orbiting a world that's probably a long way from here.

[yourotherleft]

[stumbling across people he didn't expect is what Zoro does best, when he's lost]

...oh. Law.

It's nothing like hell.

[deathsdoctor]

... Zoro-ya? [Frown. You. You were alive last time he saw you. (Also. Mad props from him for getting his name right.)] If this is not death, what is all this?

[yourotherleft]

A load of bullshit.

[at least he doesn't have the fake moustache anymore?]

They're blaming it on Davy Jones, but it's not like anything I've heard he can do.

[deathsdoctor]

[At least there's that. He breathes out in a snort. He'd agree with you there. This is rather major stuff and the stories don't go like this back home.]

The guy actually here? He's a myth or so I've heard.

[junkyardlegacy]

[Hearing that, Ania can't help but chuckle. She steps out of the alley where she'd been people watching, boots clicking on the cobblestones. Eyeing the speaker up and down, she wonders who told him that hat was a good idea.]

Heh, that's because it's not hell. D'you think hell would have shops?

[deathsdoctor]

If you're a person who considers shopping torture...

[Turning. Hello there stranger from the alley. He guesses you've heard this before?]

[junkyardlegacy]

Fair enough, fair enough.

[She meanders a bit closer and offers him a nod.]

The book has some explanations, leads me to believe that we're not dead, at the very least. Just...not where we're supposed to be. Blown off course in a bad jump or something. The whole thing's a bit weird, but believable enough.

Well, as believable as mystic pirate land can be, anyway.

[deathsdoctor]

In my case... [And he stops right there and leaves that sentence in the dust. It's probably not hard to cotton on to what he was going to say, though.] Well mystic pirate land is a hop and a skip away from what my own home is like, so I have no problems there. It's just jarring.

[thiefstyle]

Close, but not quite.

[ Yo, Law. Join her in the whole 'new arrivals' group. She smiled at him. ]

Are you okay?

[deathsdoctor]

... I'm... fine... Nami-ya.

[Briefly touching his chest. So not fine. But he's going to have to deal with it. Glancing around.]

You?

[He's trying to come out of shock. Doesn't really look like he's had a hell of a blow to the system, but you know, there's actually being resolved to die, and there's actually being... dead.

He's not sure what to do with himself for the first time in a long time aside from what instinct tells him - which is assess the situation. Law never expected death to lead to this.]

[thiefstyle]

Hmm. [ He didn't seem to be doing so well, Nami noted. Also, she's not entirely sure if they came from the same timeline and all. That could be a small issue. ]

I'm okay. I'm guessing you just arrived here? It's good to know I'm not the only one.

[grandlineswag]

Well now, yet another face from home. How quaint.

[Hope you like cigar smoke billowing down toward your face, Law.

Crocodile is still wearing that perpetual scowl that he's known so well for, idling puffing away as he assesses the younger man.]

It seems I didn't arrive here alone. How has it been, venturing in the New World?

[bepobear]

[P-pardon me... but it has to be done. It has to be replied to. See, Bepo? He was on the same village too. Maybe not from the same time as his Captain, as he was still in the orange jumpsuit, but he was still Bepo.]

[At the moment, he just high kicked a steaming hot tea kettle out of the air, as well as two pans, a pot, and someones boot. He was having things thrown at him, and he didn't want to hurt anyone in return]

Sorry! Sorry! [he yelled back, his deep voice a bit higher pitched at the moment. he went running at full speed, away from the villagers throwing things at him, to.... running past his captain...]

[...to suddenly stopping...]

[...to backing up and jogging in place as he stared off at the man. Suddenly he stopped jogging and threw his paws in the air, uttering a shout of]

CAPTAAAAIIIIN!!! [And suddenly the big bear came over, nearly bouncing in his steps!]