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

[letthestormrageon]

I... I'm not being punished.

[She shakes her head, stepping back even more as the snow storm arises. Her voice is shaky, the fear and stress increasing inside of her.]

[caster_blaster]

You've practically exiled yourself out of fear of hurting people. That's a self-punishment if I've ever heard one.

If you talk to other people out there, maybe they can help. Just because you couldn't find an answer on your world, doesn't mean you can't find help from another. Maybe someone can train you. Teach you how to master it.

[letthestormrageon]

I was taught! I had help back there! And it was useless!!!

[Her voice raises as does the snow storm, the raging wind pushing against him. The cracking sound that had started continues and increases as the walls seem to change shape, abandoning the beautiful forms in exchange of spikes.]

I tried to control it! I tried to keep it under control!! I just can't!!

[caster_blaster]

[He's very glad that his usual attire is pretty well-insulated, even if it gets hot on occasion. He holds his cloak shut.]

Oh? Who helped you, then? What did they teach you?

[letthestormrageon]

My parents... My father did. He did his best, he tried to help me, to teach me to control it. He gave me gloves so I wouldn't freeze things upon touching them. He taught me to conceal it, to keep it inside... But I failed.

[Why is she talking about that? She doesn't want to, why can't he just leave. Why does he care?]

[caster_blaster]

...I'm sure he meant well, but...That's not what I mean. Teaching someone to hide their gifts away isn't the same thing.

[letthestormrageon]

It's what I needed!! My problem is that I can't avoid using it even when I want!!

[caster_blaster]

How do you know that's what you need?

[letthestormrageon]

I just told you! I can't stop using them!! What else could I need?!!

[caster_blaster]

Well, let's talk it out, then. You weren't using your powers like this when I came, right?

[He pushes through the icy wind to get closer to her.]

What triggers these flare-ups? It's obviously due to stress, right? So why do you stress out so badly?

[letthestormrageon]

[She steps back straggling a scream when he gets closer.]

Don't come near!!

[caster_blaster]

No.

[He activates his light shield gloves, erecting a barrier that diverts the wind and ice from him.]

See? You don't have to worry about hurting me.

[letthestormrageon]

[She shakes her head, taking another step back even if the magic that he seems to use confuses her. She knows she can do much worse than just a snow storm, and she doesn't want to take the risk.]

Please! Step away! Leave!!

[With her begging the storm increases turning into a full blown blizzard and sharp ice spikes raise from the floor, threateningly.]

[caster_blaster]

[He stands his ground for a moment, then powers down his shield, slowly stepping back until he's a safe enough distance away to let her calm down.]

...Better?

[letthestormrageon]

[She still takes another step back. Looking at him warily, not convinced that he won't try something again.]

[caster_blaster]

Take it easy, we're cool.

[letthestormrageon]

[Elsa doesn't relax yet, though the blizzard vanishes to a small snow storm.]

Just... Stay there. Don't try anything.

[caster_blaster]

See? Still alive.

[letthestormrageon]

Yes... I can see that.

[But that wasn't the worst she could do, she knows this. He doesn't. But she has no desire to argue anymore, not with someone capable of pushing her, of forcing her to cause harm just to try to prove his point.]

I know you mean well, and I appreciate the sentiment, as well your visit. But I think you've extended it for far longer than necessary. Please, leave.

[caster_blaster]

That's certainly fair enough.

[He shakes a few flakes of snow from his outfit, then does a check to make sure all of his belongings are still in place.]

I'll try back at another time. I'm not giving up on this. There has to be a better answer, and I'm gonna' find it.

[letthestormrageon]

Please, don't. This is none of your business, I appreciate the effort, but please, don't bother yourself more with me.

[The snow storm has vanishes but the ice spikes remain in place. She dreads the time at which he will return and hopes that he won't.]

[caster_blaster]

[With a short wave, Gene is out the door and making the trek back to his ship.]