Test Drive for March 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

[english_dignity]

Arthur replaced the reply about his side of the age of piracy with a glare at the reminder of his childhood. "Yes, that was an awful time. I was force fed French cooking so much that it still infects my language. And I meant kidnapping to here. I certainly didn't volunteer to come."

[francaisprincesse]

"Mon dieu! You should be thankful we give you proper food", she hissed as she remembers the awful food that Alice used to feed her. She called it food! The only thing good about her cooking was her pies and sandwiches.

"You are in the same boat as everyone else mon cheri~!", she sighed. "Everyone here has been kidnapped by Davy Jones~!"

[english_dignity]

"I already had proper food. Proper English food," he hissed right back. Even if he didn't quite believe she was who she said yet, it was hard not to just fall into the same habits of conversation as he did with Francis. "At least we don't eat snails or put raw egg on things. Oh yes, Alfred told me about your French pizzas."

[francaisprincesse]

"Clearly, you are mistaken mon cher!", she said with a slight tick of annoyance in her left eye's lower lid. He was certainly full of pride. Thankfully he's not as terrible as Alice when it came to dispensing her quiet insults. "I'm surprised Alfred even took a bite of your food!"

"I honestly see nothing wrong with that. Our dishes are exquisite", she started. Suddenly she shot an icy glare towards England. "Too bad I can't say the same about yours!"

[english_dignity]

"My food is delicious!" Arthur snapped, slamming down his ale onto the table, thankfully low enough not to slosh out. "And he loves my food. Always eats every bite when I give it to him!" True, he ate those bites with a complaint for each, but at least he ate them!

[francaisprincesse]

"Not in the real world it is not", she retorted quite immediately. There was no way in hell she'd admit Arthur was a good cook. Specially not when he saw the food Francis had to force down his throat to make the other man happy.

"It is sad, non? He has to lose his taste buds in order to say you're food is palatable!", she hissed slamming her gloved hands on the table and standing up to meet the other's feisty glare. "I'm glad he's not dead yet!"

[english_dignity]

"It's my excellent cooking that made him grow so big, you stupid frog!" he shot back, getting to his feet to match her. Like hell was he going to let her stand over him. Ever.

[francaisprincesse]

"Oh I do not doubt that", she said sarcastically. "Have you seen his belly? He'd eat anything that was edible. No refinement for good food at all!", she remarked with a sheepish smile. This one was hot headed unlike Alice who was always so calm even when she was murdering a person with her words already.

[english_dignity]

"I meant when he was little," Arthur said with a snort. Of course Alfred's food was crap now, though he kind of liked his burgers. "Made him big and strong."

[francaisprincesse]

"Don't forget fat", she remarked. "But enough about Alfred. You enjoy the conversation too much when it is about him", she said as she took her seat once more. Her features calm. "Do you still remember how to use a ship?"

[english_dignity]

"Ah yes, of course we can't have that," he said dryly, returning to his seat and taking another swallow of his drink. "I've never forgotten how to sail. Never will."

[francaisprincesse]

"Good. Because you'll need your skills.", her voice trailed off as she spun the potatoes in her plate using her fork. "Specially when the Navy tries to kill you.."

[english_dignity]

A bit of that old almost feral smile from his youth snuck onto Arthur's lips as he processed that. "I led the Spanish armada on a merry chase once. Should be no different."

[francaisprincesse]

"Ah oui. Antonio played quite well back then", she said grimly. "The navy is more organized however. Admirals and Captains. They will stop at nothing to ensure that Piracy will cease to exist"

[english_dignity]

"Challenge should keep things interesting at least," Arthur said with a chuckle. Looking at her, he tilted his head. "Assuming I believe you for now, a truce? Since we have a common enemy." And they'd done that before. Giving half the chance, he'd take up arms against Francis. But when the enemy was on the outside and a threat to them both? At least he could predict what the other nation would do.

[francaisprincesse]

"I'd rather sail quietly if you asked me", she said. Obviously the sleepless nights, the lack of proper luxuries and body care products are starting to show on Francine's features. How she detested it.

"I won't baby sit you or watch over you", she said coldly. "I have my hands full and two ships are hard to manage as it is. My crew depends on me. So like I said earlier, treats like this.. rather, help like this, will be rare. But truce, certainly."

[english_dignity]

"I didn't ask for a partnership," he agreed, fully understanding that. As if he'd want to work side by side with a French woman anyway. "I'll return the favor of the meal later."

[francaisprincesse]

"You'll need it"

She looked up at England with horror evident in her purple hues. "Because this world made me realize that mon frere has to change his mind about the magical creatures you talk to him about...", she said as she fell silent for a few moments. "...I'd rather see them than the ones I've met in this strange world"

[english_dignity]

Perhaps it was her resemblance to Francis, or just that she was a lady, but seeing that look of horror in her eyes disturbed Arthur. He chose his words carefully as he spoke. "The monsters of the seas? They existed at home too, but if you're seeing them... they must be more bold here." And that was worrying.

[francaisprincesse]

"And many more. Sea witches, monsters and ghosts to name a few. I've lost many good men in the past months..."

[english_dignity]

"Sounds like my brother's kind of fae," Arthur said, pondering it quietly for a moment as he looked into his ale. "Alistair tends to be plagued with the darker sorts."