Test Drive for February 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

Yuri Lowell | Tales of Vesperia

[jailbreaks]

A

[Right, they're on a ship. Going on a mission. Maybe on a mercenary one, maybe finding supplies, but damn if this isn't exactly what they did at home. While on the ship ride, he finds himself at the edge of the ship, resting his arms against the rails. He's not sailing this ship so he may as well enjoy the ride.

He'd almost think that pirates are interchangeable with guilds at this point given how comfortable he is with what they're doing...

Still, feel free to speak with him. Sometimes it's nice to have company.]

B

[Okay, that's an attacking ship? And they're boarding his ship...

...if that isn't a sadistic grin that's on his face right now, who knows what it is, because this just got exciting. Unsheathing his sword, he's going to take care of the people who thought it smart to board the ship he's on and attack it.

Again, this is really familiar having to fight people and monsters on his ship.

Maybe the pirate's life really is for him.]

C

[Obligatory rum option. Let's drink.]

[thatched]

[damn if he doesn't need a drink or six. Have a seven foot tall pompadour'd pirate slide beside the stool next to you and order a beer. He glances at the guy next to him.]

So did you come in with the new wave or are you a native?

[jailbreaks]

[When the man sits next to him, he can't help but immediately size him up. He looks strong, which is always nice, but naturally Yuri isn't scared. It makes him excited, in fact. And besides, you can't judge a guy by what they look like. That really screws a person over.]

I'm not a native, so I must be part of this 'new wave' you're talking about.

[Taking a sip of whiskey, he exhales as the liquor burns his throat. Nothing like a good drink to end the day.]

[thatched]

Well then cheers to a long fruitful voyage. [his beer arrives and salutes the guy with it before he takes a sip]

Been shipboard before, mate?

[jailbreaks]

[He reciprocates the other's action, raising his glass, though he doesn't take another sip quite yet.] As long as there's no shipwrecks, we're golden.

[He then nods.]

I have. We have our own boat, actually. [He grins a bit before letting out a light chuckle.] It even flies.

B

[headfons]

[Well, they certainly picked the wrong ship to try taking over! Drawing his sword, Luke steps up next to a darker-haired crew member (still a stranger, since he hasn't had a chance to officially meet him, yet)--all the while, still maintaining his distance by several feet, of course.

His expression doesn't...quite match his- battle companion, of sort's. It's more of a determined one. One to match his strong desire to ensure he protects this ship with everything in him.]

Bring it on!

[...Okay, well.

Fortunately, these guys don't seem too powerful. A couple of hits here, a couple of hits there...

Wow, he has half a mind to consider them a joke. Of course he knows better than to do that. Last time he did something like that, he got taught a nice lesson. Not to ment--

--Damn!

Someone's sneaking up on the dark-haired guy! Okay, he's seriously got to learn this guy's name...]

Hey! Behind you!

[Right as he considers heading over to teach the assailant a thing, or two, about sneaking up on someone...?

Go figure, he's being attacked by about five guys, himself. Damn it, hopefully the person either noticed, or...heard him, or... something.]

[jailbreaks]

[Eh, he really doesn't have a name worth learning, but it's nice to have someone helping him. As much as he loves fighting masses of things, he's sadly overpowered when he has five or six people ganging up on him. Still, with a flash move, he's able to get out of his predicament.

But yeah, he's over his head having far too much fun. The other guy there seems more serious -- then again he probably should be taking this more seriously that he is. ...nah.

When he hears the other yelling at him, he instinctively moves his sword to cover his back and block. With a spin on his foot, he's able to turn quickly and make the counter. It almost looked too easy the way he did it.]

Hey, thanks!

[Because if he hadn't gotten that advance notice, he would've felt something for sure. Taking on his remainder of assailants, he runs to the redhead, pressing his back to the other's.]

You think you've got this?

[He's still grinning despite the scratches he's gotten. At this point, he's far too intoxicated by the adrenaline.]

[headfons]

[Funny, Luke could have a nice chat with him about the meaning of self-worth, after this is all said and done. The replica's actually not fond of fighting people, at all. Heck, if this was happening just a year--or so--earlier, for him, he would be freaking out at just the thought.

No matter how he was in the past, though, he's definitely eager to be helping protect the ship. And keeping everyone safe, in the meantime. So, upon catching a glimpse of his comrade taking out the one behind him, Luke can't help but flash a brief smile of relief. He'd definitely like to know where this guy learned to fight so well--but that seriously isn't something he's got time to think about. It's a good thing he's gained the experience he has. And that these guys clearly needed more practice with the sword before showing up here.

Otherwise, Luke wouldn't have managed this level of multi-tasking with just a few cuts, here and there. He calls out a--]

Don't mention it!

[--before he's back to giving his own group of enemies his undivided attention. An uncounted number of slashes of his sword later, he's taken out five. So that should be--

Wait, that isn't right. Where the hell did these guys come from?! Is there a sign on his back that says "Come at me"? There's the same exact amount of people as before. He lets out a soft sigh. Not one filled with too much frustration, since he's not all that worried about it. He isn't remotely tired, yet. He simply looks annoyed at the fact that he feels like he hasn't even made a dent in the ones surrounding him. And it looks like help has just arrived.

He's blinking as his comrade is suddenly jumping on over to help him, before letting out a bit of a laugh at the question.] Not a problem!

[There's a bit of a grin after giving those words of confidence. However three guys appear eager to test Luke in regards to those words. Luke decides no to that. Immediately lifting his sword, he slams it, point down, into the deck, yelling--]

Guardian Field!

[Instantaneously, a large glyph appears at his feet, a warm light emitting from it--warm to him and his comrade, at least. Right in that moment, any and all nearby surrounding enemies are struck by a unseen force multiple times. At the end of the Arte, all assailants are knocked back by several feet, most unable to regain grace enough to land on their feet.

Now's their chance to gain the upper hand on these guys!]

you're okay, hun

[jailbreaks]

[Self-worth would be the last thing you could knock into this guy's brain. The only name he's proud of making himself is one as a criminal, but not for malicious reasons. But whatever. It'd just be something else for him to drown out, really.

Still, he doesn't mind the attention when it comes to enemies. That doesn't mean he's not disappointed by how weak they are. Come on! Is it that hard to ask to get a challenging opponent? Whatever, his primary responsibility is keeping the people on the ship safe and getting these goons the hell off his boat.]

Good, don't need you keeling over. It's hard enough on my own.

[Focusing on his own fight, he can see a familiar rune and feel the familiar warmth of healing. Good to know he's not the only one. Saves the trouble to have to think of healing, because he's too used to relying on their own healer. Though using this, he steps forward and takes this as way to get the advantage.]

Shining Fang!

[His sword spins in his hand almost like he's performing for some circus act, but it's still hitting his opponent multiple times. After that's done--]

Ghost Wolf!

[--he takes a flash step to get behind his enemies and slash at their unguarded backs. There, that takes care of a few of them.]

Got a few here!

[He goes back to Luke, though not before he starts up a conversation.]

Where'd you learn that arte?

[It's physically impossible for him to shut up and fight, really it is.]