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High Seas Mods ([personal profile] highseasmods) wrote in [community profile] reallybadeggs2013-12-23 11:41 pm
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Test Drive for January 2014 Apps




Welcome to your monthly Test Drive for [community profile] 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!
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[personal profile] opendoor 2013-12-26 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ well this is a little familiar.

ok really, it's a lot familiar and she's not just thinking of arendelle. she's had her crew investigating every island they've come across with even a hint of snow or ice. so far it's been a long string of barren frost-covered island, barren frost-covered island, an island covered with what she thought was snow but was actually flour and sugar and decorated with sweet treats. it took them a month to leave the last one, having unanimously agreed that they had to check every inch in case there was a part that wasn't sugar or floor (there was but they eventually concluded that it was cream).

she cautiously touches the railing of the staircase her senses are now definitively telling her is ice.

this has to be it. this has to be her.

it's not just that it's of ice. in her time in this world, she's realized that there are powers more mysterious than that of her sister's. it could be someone else. something else.

but as she looks at the spires that remind her of her home's, she thinks elsa.

she has to remind herself to breathe.

the doors are in front of her. should she knock? how would it feel, to knock again and hear no answer?

she thinks, the same.

she thinks, then i'll know it's her for sure for sure.

and that cruel thought is a shard of cold that goes through her.
]

Elsa!

[ she's angry (at herself for thinking it, at the door for causing it, at elsa for-) and it burns at her throat and she has to shout again ]

Elsa! It's me!

[ and again ]

It's Anna!
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[personal profile] letthestormrageon 2013-12-26 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[In an empty island, visitors aren't expected, neither are wanted. Still, Elsa thinks that if someone comes to check out of curiosity, it would be better to welcome them and try to convince them to leave. Otherwise, they could get the wrong idea, think that there's something where it's just her.

The door opens as soon as someone knocks and Elsa senses it before she even hears anyone's voice. It's only as she's making her way to the entrance that she hears the voice, and she doesn't even need to hear the name to recognize it.]


Anna?!

[She loses herself for a moment and runs towards the entrance, stopping at the hall near the staircase that supervises the area. It can't be. It must not be. But it is, Anna. Anna is right there.]

What are you doing here?

[She hadn't even imagined that Anna would be taken as well, that anyone else from her world could be taken. All of them had a place they belonged to, only she was out of place. Only Elsa had nowhere to go and thus didn't mind which world she was in, so long as she was alone, unable to hurt people.]