Test Drive for September 2013 Apps

[highseasmods]

Welcome to our first Test Drive for high_seas! Here is where players can test out their characters' voices, 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

[mostwanted]

[ UP IN THE AIR ]

It talks!! Why does your otter talk?!

[hiken]

Hm?

[Ace peered over his shoulder finally, only really feeling a rush of wind as the woman besides him suddenly ended up assailing poor Swab, who had been looking for revenge all day.

He reached behind his ear, plucking a blade of grass from his hair before rolling it up and chewing on it.]

Woah, thanks miss. You watchin' my back?

[hiken]

I'm Ace.

But, uh--do werewolves not like pirates? [He misunderstood. Ace's lines of morality were, after all, a Rorschach test.]

A

[hitorabu]

[The man is certainly gigantic. Impressive bordering on scary, really - but when Izaya stops at his question, he doesn't show the least sign of fear, meeting the man's gaze head-on.]

I'd think that depends entirely on the propositions.

[But his smile is open, almost welcoming, even if his eyes are just a little too sharp. He'd love to hear what this giant has in mind.]

[unbuyable_wish]

[Ashura scoffs, though it probably can't be heard from across the decks. Sie has plans for the gem, plans too important to let anything get in the way of--he'll have to pry what frustratingly little sie's managed to find from hir cold, dead fingers.]

Your offer is quite gracious...

[And sie shoots again, this time trying to set fire to his sails.]

But I'm afraid I must decline. Starboard side, open fire!

[soundandfurry]

... Hey, don't pass out on me. What, you've never seen a werewolf before?

[soundandfurry]

Most people don't like werewolves.

Orihara Izaya | Durarara!!

[hitorabu]

1. Around Town
[It's not too bad in itself. Oh, it's an adjustment, of course. No electricity. No internet. But humans are humans, and Izaya wouldn't mind observing them, even in a place like this.

It's just too small.

Already, he's getting bored - and it's bound to get worse. As much as he hates the idea of setting sail, it seems he's not getting a choice. Izaya could care less about islands and treasure; he wants to be able to study people, preferably from a distance - and, all right, maybe stir up some trouble once in a while. That's going to be his only entertainment aboard ship, isn't it? A little tricky in so confined a place...

For now, Izaya stays on the island, looking around the different stores it has, and what the locals get up to. May as well try to postpone the inevitable.]

2. Battle at Sea! ... sort of
[This was bound to happen. It's the very reason Izaya had zero interest in joining a pirate crew. Oh, he can fight just fine if he needs to - but why would he risk his life like that? Dying would be a total waste. He's not ready to stop observing his humans just yet.

So the moment the fight gets up close and personal, just chaotic enough that no one's keeping too close an eye on things, Izaya slips away to the captain's cabin. If he can get through the windows, the boat behind should be safe enough to sit this out in - and, well, as long as he's passing through that cabin... maybe he should take a look around and see if his captain is up to anything interesting that he hasn't told the crew about.]

zer0 » borderlands 2

[4554551n]

A) Isla Empieza, Town
[ As opposed to others who found themselves at the foot of the fountain, Zer0 did not panic or curse or yell for an answer. After quickly retreating from the square (too little cover, no allies to watch his six, ill-advised to act) he ferreted out information in his own... Unique way. Thankfully, everyone had been rather cooperative so nobody was really looking around saying, "hey, why are there decapitated bodies just laying around" yet. When he'd heard of the gem and its promise, he had only two thoughts. ]

ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ? ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ.

B) Brand spanking new island somewhere, idk
[ Traveling by boat made one really, really miss Hyperion Fast Travel Stations™. Days at sea with only limited room to practice swordplay without shoving his blade up someone's nose - accidentally, anyway. When the crow's nest calls out the sign and direction, Zer0 is the first to jump off the side of the boat with a grunt and start hacking through undergrowth. ]

ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʟᴀɴᴅ ɪs ʙᴀʀᴇ
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏғ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴄᴏᴄᴏɴᴜᴛs.

C) Wild card!
ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsɪɢɴ
ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ
ɪ sʜᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴛᴏ.

[ You're stuck with 95% haiku conversations though.

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[hitorabu]

[Izaya saw the lizard approach, of course, but far be it from him to interfere. If nothing else, it's a good chance to see if Akabayashi is still as dangerous as he was rumored to be - and sure enough, he is.

Izaya decides once again that he doesn't mind staying on the same side as Akabayashi, for a while.]

Oh, what's this? Now we really have gone back to the caveman days...

[It's not even a barb aimed at Akabayashi, necessarily - though he's welcome to take it as such. Izaya is just childishly grumpy about being stuck in a boring hellhole like this.]

[4554551n]

[ The answer is that yes, he does think in haiku. But he's not going to tell this jackass that. Because he's a jackass.

Zer0's voice remains the same - calm modulated gravel - as his fingers drum against the hilt of his sword. ]

ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ
ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴘᴀɢᴇ
ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴛᴀʙ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇ.

[callmewhateveryuwant]

More like one loves to eat everything, one is a death goddess, the captain might be obsessed with red and death, one loves to shock people, and one knows magic.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell, not intimidated by his looming shadow in the least, smirks to him while still petting the unicorn and trying his best not to let it run away.]

Is that an invitation? I may have to reserve my place.

[She looks at the horn in question, touching it lightly.] I've no doubt of that. However just using one part for a profit is a bit wasteful. If fables are correct it may be capable of magic of some sort.

[redcinemareel]

Considering where we are, anything is possible.

[mostwanted]

[ not sure what eating everything has to do with intimidation but alright ]

... Not really the answer to my question but okay.

[starscrossed]

[She's a little too not-in-sight-of-land to be really concerned by being seen in her Majesdanian form. Sorry, it's not personal.]

Is there a way to do that on this ship? Science, magic-- I have no idea where I am and while I can recharge my powers indefinitely as long as the sun is up, I'm afraid to try flying too far at night.

[callmewhateveryuwant]

They're worse than the pirates you fear. Trust me.

[ex_piteous857]

[ he does have a point. she doesn't know if she can trust him. on one hand, there's little reason for him to lie if it's true that he's alone here where his companions are concerned. but on the other, trusting someone of his ilk for any reason seemed unwise.

Vorona lowers her gun to her hip. ]

Danger, no problem. [ however. ] I negate the necessity for a repeat.

[ for right now anyway... already, her mind is racing with thoughts of battle against a worthy opponent, but she doesn't want emotions to cloud her judgment either. there's still one man she has to kill, and she couldn't do it dead herself. ]

My recommendation is for a temporary arrangement only. Do you follow?

[giftofgab]

I will try to keep tales of Mindfang to a minimum. It is a bad habit, but I find her story and history far too interesting not to hold a strong interest. I could always talk about your Alternain self, of course. Or anyone else's, for that matter. Though, if that is far too boring I am sure if we are going home we will only have new and exciting stories of our adventures here to speak of.

[ Her face fell. ] Not exactly-- Not yet, but it is not that I don't intend to. Particularly if we must return home thus. Perhaps we should start forming a crew now? I daresay I'm not fit to take up the position of Captain, but perhaps I can take the place of Temporary Captain until we find someone more suitable. That is, unless you would prefer to take up the role.

[emperor_time]

[Magic, what?]

I brought quite a few solvents with me on this journey, but it depends. On the type of ink used, the type of paper...

[He lowered the book onto his lap, smoothing the pages flat.]

And, of course, on whether you trust me with your map. May I ask what it is you're looking for?

[skeletonenigma]

It wasn't the strangled noise Descry made, uncommon though it was to hear him so shocked that he couldn't even speak properly. It wasn't his question, or the unnerving accuracy of the words in the question, or how tortured his voice became as he asked it.

It was the hug. The hug made Skulduggery realise that maybe he'd gone a little too far. He'd only known Descry to hug Saracen unwarranted, and even then never in public. The hug, more than anything else, alerted Skulduggery to the level by which Descry was overwhelmed.

And Descry wasn't used to being overwhelmed.

Skulduggery returned the hug and didn't answer. What he did do, after several quiet moments, was put a hand on Descry's shoulder and push him gently away so he could look him in the eye. "What have I told you about checking the cause of death in unexpected crime scenes?"

[forhylia]

"My name is Link." He took one of the spits from the ground, rolling it over in his fingers to make sure the fish was well-cooked. He settled himself in the sand, nodding toward a small path he had cut into the woods.

"There is a stream of fresh water over there as well, if you are thirsty."

[drizzling]

[Meanwhile, Juvia is getting ready to lay down the last rock of her 'Y' to complete the message, but finds herself nearly dropping it from startlement at the sudden loud voice in the distance.

Oh. Well it wasn't her Gray-sama, but it was someone at least. Someone who could probably help. Juvia just waves frantically at the ship, then yells back:]

Juvia got separated from her crew, now has no idea where she is!

[Hopefully they had some idea]

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[notsokillerwhale]

[ Having found himself by himself on a random island surrounded by the ocean, Makoto was extremely tentative as he stood on the edge of the beach. He had no idea how he had gotten there and he didn't remember swimming out so far (or into the sea at all) but needless to say, he wasn't in his usual mood.

He looked out at the water anxiously and saw something floating around a bit of a ways out. It brought him comfort to think of Haru swimming all the way out there like the crazy guy he is.

...wait a second... ]

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[ex_piteous857]

[ it's especially tricky when someone in said tiny space is nonchalantly set on killing you. that's just what Vorona has in mind. Orihara Izaya, she affirms to herself once she catches sight of him. like a bug that she must squash under her heel. it was the only way to repay her debt to Shizuo-sempai, and currently, there was nothing holding her back by way of emotion or danger. the strange setting they were in made no difference.

she asserts her presence to him outside of a local store, several knives held between the knuckles of her fingers. ]

That we have intercepted each other now is a fateful occurrence.

[ watch out, because she is not going to waste much time chatting. her posture is defensive and those blades are at the ready. ]

Your death, imminent. My debt, repaid. No problem. Do not take it personally. Your disappearance is essential.