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

3, pls

[tomyfriends]

[The battle is fierce and everyone is lost against their own opponents. Some prefer to barrel through the naval officers and deck hands that had boarded them, while others are taking to picking stragglers off. Kidd, while typically quite a fan of stealth and subtlety if he could manage it - is wielding a blade with a wicked curve dripping with a man's insides and a smoking pistol that is now functioning as a club.

He does not place mercy in this fight, not when it means his life, and easily slits a young man's throat before kicking him aside. It's then that he sees Alex sliding through the throng of bodies as if she knew where to go - a spark of fear mixed with admiration slides down his spine and Kidd finds himself being shoved to the deck for the distraction.

A brute of a man stands over him - easily twice his size and wields a great axe in his hands. Kidd reaches for his second pistol - club be damned and fires it into the hulking giant's chest. The sharp clang of metal against metal sounds off and he staggers, but is not dead.

Scrambling away is his best bet, and the hidden blade in his coat sleeve is unsheathed as he stands and turns to thrust it into the man's armpit but the back of his hand smacks against Kidd's jaw and sends him reeling into Alex's path.]

[oneofthelost]

[Someone -- a very smart someone -- sees his death coming. The teeth and bloody mouth spell the end, and he tries to run. Which is when he's truly lost. He goes down in front of Kidd and has time to shoot one single look up at the man, one that pleads for death, before the thing is on him.

Seconds later, Alex sits up, still straddling the corpse. His eyes are fixed open, staring at the sky with an expression of true horror, and his throat is mauled. Not cut, no. Nothing so humane. It looks like an animal did it.

And there's fresh blood around Alex's mouth, her canines elongated and sharpened to a wicked point. There's no humor, no laughter and light, in her eyes as she looks up at Kidd. It's a positively wild expression -- the wolf deciding whether it's still hungry. But some sense returns, and she pushes herself to her feet, licking her lips as she does it.]