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

[frostheartedrose]

In the past hour Bridget had spent since finding herself suddenly facing a fountain in the evening twilight she'd never seen before, she had learned quite a bit less than she'd hoped. Oh, she'd been quick to figure out the obvious. If one has ever visited an island port, one has visited nearly all island ports. But the main difference was that the technology and local clothing design were from over a centry ago and there were no flaws at all in the setting. Even the best movie set or 'total experience' theme park had flaws under the surface.

And then she'd discovered certain things that were even more telling. Nobody normal could have knocked her out and taken her anywhere on earth and expect her not to know her exact location within minutes of waking up. Well, perhaps one could have pulled that off, but he no longer existed. Which meant that Bridget Frostheart probably was at least on a different planet, or plane of existance, and it was best to take certain precautions. Like the long, well-worn dagger she now had clipped to her waist-cincher. A woman in black tunic and skirt split up each side to the hip barely making it over five feet in heels? A few drunks had already tried taking a feel. Bridget almost felt a little bad for leaving them sprawled out in the middle of the street after lifting the dagger in payment for her lesson in manners.

Slit-pupils narrowed slightly as she examined the statue a bit closer. "I wonder how long it would take to fix..." she mused softly after a few long minutes. Not that she intended to, it was just a bit of stray curiosity while considering the poem's intentions.

[blue_satin_shoes]

Leliana found herself coming back to the statue. This was her fourth time today. Everything she'd learned from watching others and hearing what they had to say all led back to the poem. Whether it was real or purely legend, the people sure believed in it.

At this point, she'd written off anyone else looking at it to mean that they too were curious about the poem. Hearing a woman speak something else surprised her. She'd had the same thought earlier. She laughed a little. "Yes, I thought as much too. I think she would be beautiful if restored correctly. If they used the same stone and paint, instead of trying to change her."

[frostheartedrose]

Bridget glanced over at the other woman for a long moment with cat-slit eyes and nodded. "It would be rather difficult though. The stone probably had copper flecks through it. But imagining her polished and shimmering in the moonlight with the water around her..." Bridget smiled just a tiny bit. What could she say? She liked pretty things so it was sad to see time and neglect take that away.

"Let me guess, you arrived today as well?" Not that the other woman stood out in any odd way, but it just seemed like the locals either ignored or avoided the fountain. And THAT was odd to Bridget. In such a location in the town it was more likely that the source of fresh water wouldn't be passed up when it came to cleaning and cooking. So someone taking the time to study it must be like herself: a stranger.