Test Drive for September 2013 Apps

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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

[worksintheory]

[Snaps out of his rant and grabs for Haru's hand]

Careful, our center of gravity could get off very easily in this little boat... [Mostly just nervous about rocking the boat too much and upsetting his own sensitive stomach.]

[Pulls him in]

[worksintheory]

[Okay, maybe that was a mistake...]

Maybe he isn't even here at all! Makoto-senpai, are you okay? [Almost jogging to keep up with him now] [Maybe he should really just shut up]

[rikuheyriku]

[He smiles with a soft 'heh'] Yeah, I guess not.

[He appears very happy at her agreeing with him, his face lighting up completely.]

Right! We'll show him that he can rely on us! Though... he should really know that by now. Let's hope he doesn't try to run around on his own. [He puffs up just a bit. If Riku really is here, and he tries to do his own thing, again... Well, Sora would be pretty annoyed by that, to say the least.]

[idolator]

A lone strand of very wet hair dangled between his blazing eyes as he lowered his hand to the raft again.

"Really. Really." But it's useless to argue, at this point, the damage has been done and whatever mystical karma that Miguel had a knack of hitting had come to pass.

He lowered his head into his hands.

"Please tell me you at least managed to save the supplies, this time."

The fact that he could say 'this time' made him want to sob.

[pseudosol]

There is a long pause. A long, drenched in meaning- as well as drenched in person, thanks to this rain, pause.

"On the bright side, I saved the ancient talisman destined to bring us fortune and prosperity?"

Or so had said the gypsy woman that had sold it to him. While laughing. While Tulio was away getting their former ship equipped, now that he thought of it.

[notsokillerwhale]

[ Makoto stopped dead in his tracks and turned to Rei, smiling OF COURSE. ]

I'm fine, Rei, don't worry. I was so happy to see you, I guess I got a little carried away in thinking the others were here as well. We don't need to go so fast, I'm sorry. If Haru is really swimming, he probably won't want to be bothered until he's done, right?

[idolator]

He didn't move. Not at first. Then he slowly, slowly brought his head around, his face a mask of disbelief.

And then he launched himself straight at his 'well-meaning' partner.

"Fortune and prosperity?? Give it to me! I'll send it right down to the bottom of the ocean with the rest of our fortune and prosperity!"

[pseudosol]

"Tulio!"

As if yelling the mans name would be enough in the way of explanation, Miguel tripped over his own feet trying to back away from the man rather than offer further clarification at the moment. The fact that both hands went up to grasp a new necklace around his neck probably didn't help with the whole 'keeping Tulio from discovering the item' plan.

"It's all we have left!"

[spohkh]

[Spock blinked at him for a moment...]

They are not here? You mean you are not a native? Did you suddenly appear here as well?

[Spock had been slightly concerned that he was the only one.]

[unbuyable_wish]

[Oh, look at the time, is it Deflect the Question at All Costs O'Clock already?]

What an interesting question. Everyone wishes for something, don't they?

I wonder, what would you wish for, if you had the power to?

[spohkh]

Transporter malfunction, or so I thought.

One moment I was transporting from a Class M planet my team was surveying onto the ship...the next I was here.

May I inquire as to the stardate from where you are originally from? I realize that we are mostly likely from different universes, but I find myself curious.

[smoke_and_haiku]

Hijikata is a little bit disconcerted by how overjoyed he is, though admittedly, he might feel the same if starving alone in a barrel was the alternative he was avoiding.

"Crew's quarters are down below. Think there's a spare bunk, still. As for food, ask the cook. He's the one in the ridiculous hat."

Young!Ellie | Up

[i_like_you]

[There is an eight-year-old steering this ship, despite the fact that she can't really see past the boat's wheel all that well.

You may or may not recognize her as your Captain. That's the role she thinks she's claimed, anyway.]

Attention crew! Prepare for evasive action!

[She shouts this as she gives the wheel a hard pull to the left, tilting the entire ship to its Port.

There are no external threats or hazards she's avoiding, of course. This was just a fun thing to do.]

Re: oops late to the party. Jack | Mass Effect 2

[i_like_you]

Swearing? That's a darned good idea, now that we're sailors!

[Hello Jack. You've attracted the attention of a little girl in an aviator's cap. She seems pleased to see you!

For a brief moment Ellie looks Jack over, head to toe. ]

I like the cut of yer jib, you scurvy dog! You're hired. WELCOME ABOARD!

Undertaker | Kuroshitsuji

[intostitches]

[b]

[ Though this man is clearly all alone and in need of assistance, he doesn't seem the least bit worried about his predicament. Reclined in his tiny rowboat, his legs are propped up onto the side, one crossed over the other with foot a'bobbin'. He sings to himself whilst watching your ship approach, nibbling on biscuits from a jar propped up against his side.

Once you're finally within earshot, he'll raise one eerily pale hand (how he's managed not to color - at least redden - is beyond you) to twiddle his long, black-painted nails in your crew's general direction. ]

Yo-hooo. H e h . Mind giving a poor fellow a lift?


[d]

[ You've been warned to stay away from the south end of the hull, if you had a delicate stomach, but you juuust didn't listen.

The first you'll notice is the terrible smell of death - chemicals overpowering your senses, to thankfully stale the open body on the table that your familiar crew-mate is currently hands-deep in. You might retch and avert your eyes, but they'll only be met by the rows of preserved organs that line the shelves of open cabinets.

Undertaker noticed you a while ago, but now that he's properly removed the large intestine that he was harvesting, he allows it to splat-ter onto the tray he's so carefully placed beside his former guest, and finally, greets you!

By raising the corpse's pasty and cold hand by the wrist to give you a friendly wave, of course! ]

Aaaaaah, hello, hel-lo~. If I'd known that I was having a visitor, I might've prepared you a seat♥!

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[redflower]

[Beast looks down at him with disdain from her ship. Normally, she's the kind of captain that wouldn't feel well leaving a castaway alone in the sea. But this guy... She has a strange feeling about him...]

Are you sure you need help? You seem to be fine on your own, sir.

[worksintheory]

[stop and raises an eyebrow at his smile, not completely buying it]

He'd definitely turn back before dark, at least. He wouldn't go out too far alone, anyway, I think.

[Something catches his eye a bit in the distance, a piece of cloth hanging from a bush further along the trail towards the beach] Hmm...

[brbvirmire]

Whatever brought us here- what if its aim was off, or something, and it actually got us at two points in... time...

[She shakes her head.]

No, that sounded a lot less crazy before I said it out loud.

[She's guessing someone would have noticed if she'd gone missing a month ago... in a month... God, how do you even verb tenses when time travel is involved?]

Never mind. We should go. See if we can find anyone else.

[intostitches]

Ooh.

[ My, what a fiery one. It makes him ~smile~. ]

Still stranded, aaall the same. Do have pity, miss.

Brook | One Piece

[fortyfivedegrees]

((2. Lost at sea. Bones on an island, a common sight if not for the fact that these bones are moving and well dressed. Anyone care to scare up some fun with an undead musician?))

[Oh now this was a predicament if Brook had ever born witness to one. The Thousand Sunny had been caught in a storm and his poor body was easily blown off board into the great blue beyond. When he had finally come to, he was on a small island with nothing but himself, his cane, and the clothing on his back...it wasn't even that big of an island; only a small circle out in the middle of the ocean at best. For now, Brook would simply find himself sitting on the stump of a tree he had cut down; his eye sockets locked on the rolling waves of the sea as he scanned the horizon for a sign of his friends...or anyone really]

Oh dear, the sun is really coming down today...I feel like my skin is going to melt off my bones... That is, if I had any skin left! Yohohohohoho!

[redflower]

[She still doesn't smile back at him.]

You look quite content for a stranded man...

[intostitches]

I've been in far worse situations my dear~ heheh.

[ After his words drawl into that deep chuckle, he'll raise his hands to shake down his sleeves. ]

I'm unarmed-- you see? Quite harmless♥.

[redflower]

[And the way he speaks causes her to shiver, but she does her best to contain herself. She doesn't want to show fear in front of him.]

In that case, you would likely be able to find salvation on your own.

[brbvirmire]

It's 2186 back home, and I can't say I blame you. This is... new.

[allpowerfulme]

What? [Oh.

Oh.

Of course the first person she sees is a goddamn kid. The urge to kill everyone she sees is still there, but she's not about to murder a little girl without damned good reason.]

Right. [Going to go ahead and start walking away now.] I'm getting the hell out of there.