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!

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[elissacousland]

[A silent woman in leather armor practically materializes out of the darkness behind the surprisingly handsome thief. A thief who apparently thinks he can steal from Triton's Mistress without being noticed. He isn't the only rogue around, but the Grey Warden certainly doesn't have Flynn's smoulder.

She simply waits and watches, standing in his path to the exit with a slight grin. Since there is so little room to maneuver below deck, Elissa leaves her sword in its harness upon her back, but reaches up with her left hand to draw her dagger with a purposefully sibilant hiss of blade against scabbard.]

Welcome aboard, Handsome.

[nogimmicks]

[ She'll catch it neatly and chuckle. They're back to themselves now, of course. The red everywhere stays. ]

I'm just warming up.

[ And the hat turns pink again the moment she touches it, and then it keeps spinning when she puts it on, all the way down over her head and suddenly she's gone--but, ah, a gasp from the small crowd gathering will find her up above, on that broomstick of hers. ]

Spinning like a top, hmm? That's a good idea. Let's see what we can do!

[ The hat keeps spinning, floating off the ground just a bit, now, and in her hand she'll begin to produce little floating balls of colors. Reds, greens, all sorts of colors. Everything's red now, after all, it wouldn't do to keep it just one color forever. First she lets down a bit of green and it goes spinning everywhere, putting a stripe on every object around them, except the people. Then blue, then yellow, and so forth, creating a sort of spiraling rainbow effect on everything. ]

... Oh, but that won't do... let's see:

[ Ursula's red... and suddenly, one of the people in the audience becomes green. And someone else will become pink. And it'll go on like this until everyone's a myriad of colors. ]

That's MUCH more lively! Don't worry, folks, it'll come right off. You'll see~! In fact, it wants to so badly I don't think I could stop it if I tried!

[ ... And the final end of it all is that the colors literally separate into single colored three dimensional copies of the people they were on. Even her hat finds a pink arm reaching under it, stopping it from spinning, as a pink version of herself puts it on her head. ]

[nogimmicks]

[ It's not just wind magic. She can do all sorts of things. But, she'll point a finger at his head and a little daisy will appear behind his ear, blooming out of nothing. But, the why is simple--she's tried. Her magic seems to cancel at a certain distance and altitude (oh, she'd checked intentionally), and anyway, it's exhausting for her to do that forever. She's good, but she IS still only human... unfortunately. ]

Why? It's boring to fly all by my lonesome somewhere. Besides, a magician needs an audience!

[ And another daisy will appear in her hand, and she'll toss it to the winds, but it'll stick to the side of the boat like a shot arrow from a bow. Then another daisy will grow from it, and another, and another, until she has a whole little platform of daisies reaching out to her, and she'll simply step off her broom with a little hop, it'll flip into the air, and into her hands. Then she'll simply walk back to the boat, the daisies disappearing behind her as she goes, and sit on the edge and look down at him. ]

And, anyway, if we get this artifact I keep hearing about, who knows what sorts of things it might do? I just think someone else should be navigating, that's all.

aaaahhh I love that someone's playing her <333

[unionjackass]

England kept his distance from the poor woman for as long as he could allow it. Life on the water wasn't exactly meant for everyone, and after living so long away from his glory days on the open waves even he has had a little difficulty acclimating--to the sun, that is.

It's a sunburnt island nation with tussled blonde hair and bright green eyes that approached the lady. A white shirt is folded in his arms and he knelt near her. England's looks tell that he was barely over twenty, but there was something in his presence and mannerisms that brought upon him an air of age.

"My lady, if I may--" the Englishman offered the folded cloth to her. "Please take this. If you'll stay on deck, the heat will be worsened by the metal of the cannon. At least use this for a manner of shade."

[elissacousland]

[Elissa watches from nearby the Commodore in hopes for a chance to board the enemy vessel. She has absolutely no experience at all with anything that requires gunpowder - no pistols, no muskets, no cannons. However, the so-called Hero of Ferelden is more than experienced with the sword and dagger she wears upon her back and can scamper up the rigging with the ease of Barbossa's monkey. Luckily for her, Norrington has yet to figure out that the charming young woman is actually a spy whose loyalty lies with the crusty old pirate instead of him. At the Commodore's words, she rolls her eyes (a bad habit picked up from Barbossa) and mutters to herself.]

And women, too.

[unionjackass]

Oh--that... Forgot I had it...

[Give him a moment to scrawl something rather angrily in his waterlogged journal--then pause as he glances up at the sun to measure distance for navigating purposes--and scrawls the rest of his message.

He snaps the journal shut and sets it on the sand next to his feet, hoping to dry out the pages.]

There. They know. Likely I'll have to barter passage on another ship though.

[nogimmicks]

[ She pauses to laugh. ]

Hahaha, and I thought my shows could get a little crazy! ... Oooh, I want one...!

[ She has a Look in her eyes, Grell. Might not want to get in her way. Determination and a little magic will mean she will stop at nothing to somehow capture one. ]

I've seen ALL KINDS of things. Youkai of aaaall sorts. But I've NEVER seen a herd of unicorns!

[redcinemareel]

Oh~! The Great Lila has never encountered a unicorn~? Prepare the record books! [She laughs at that, because it truly is surprising!]

If you want one, you'll have to capture three!

[redcinemareel]

Lila, you're doing that whole not making sense act again. But yes, it's best to stay clear. One or two of us will need to stay here, while we take a small boat out there. [She crosses her arms.] I'll definitely be going.

[She'll get herself and someone else to safety in case all Hell breaks loose.]

[unionjackass]

[England's watched this spectacle from the side. With the money so... graciously bestowed on him by the powers that brought him into such a ridiculous mess he's bought suitable and practical clothes.

The tobacco on which he's puffing may or may not have been procured through pickpocketing, but considering he fancies himself a pirate as well as a gentleman there's no need to advertise this. Good taste and class aren't often acquired through favorable or moral means.]

Oi. Every man worth his salt's got to start somewhere. [But he pauses, regarding the rabble with a less than impressed expression. He mutters something about "greener than the countryside in springtime."]

Long as there's ill-gotten goods to be transported across the sea, there will always be pirates sailing across it to deliver them. The blackest of markets won't grind to a halt for the British Empire, nor this lot.

Ship

[saint_sami]

[Maybe because the ship is manned by kids? Who knows, but Sasami's by Nunnally's side at the moment... mostly because she's also cleaning the ship top to bottom.]

Is everything okay, cap'n? [She can't help but giggle at that.]

[unionjackass]

[In the cool of the night it's at last time for England to take a break. He seeks a less crowded spot and decides that at least he ought to know the crew with whom he's working.]

I don't believe I caught your name...

[alphantom]

I suppose it is. They'll have to get used to it, if they haven't already. And anyway...I don't think anyone could fault you for doing what comes naturally.

RORY <3 is he in armor

[unionjackass]

[In his small craft with a working but makeshift sail, England is doing his best to navigate his way to the nearest spit of land. With a compass and centuries of experience, he's sure to find something... eventually; but he also knows better than to glean hope from the sea. She is often cruel and unforgiving even to the most careful and prudent of sailors.

At first he believes he's come across a dead body and with a paddle he rows himself across the softly rolling waves--only to peer into the face of the floating young man and realize he's very alive.]

--Oh! Oh my God, lad-- You're alive--!

[unionjackass]

[The light in a young lady's hand alerts England. He doesn't trust the inns 'round here, and has spent too many wars, imprisonments and pubcrawls not to be somewhat accustomed to a comfortable spot in the ah... 'privacy' of the outdoors.

He sits upright and pulls himself to his feet, curiosity piqued. (Sleep often evades him even in the most comfortable of places anyway.)]

Ah-- Miss? Ma'am, excuse me...!

Sasami Masaki Jurai | Tenchi Muyo!

[saint_sami]

A) [A ship is sitting on the docks and looking kinda empty. Oh, sure, there's food and other supplies there, but no crew! Well, except for the blue-haired kid holding up a sign that reads "Need crew -- good food on-board!"]

Does anyone want to join me? We'll have lots of fun! And I'll make sure everyone's well-fed, too! We can't look for treasure on an empty stomach, can we?

B) [Well, how do you like that? Mutineed by her own crew! After everything she'd done! Left alone on an island by those jerks... she may be 708 years old, but she's still a kid!]

Hmph, really... and I thought I was doing so well...

[And her spirits seem to lift up as she spots something in the distance? Another ship?]

Ah... is that...? H-HEY! OVER HERE! PLEASE, HELP ME!

C) [Rival pirates seemed to have boarded the ship and it looks like there's a fight to be hand. Unfortunately for them, they've underestimated the blue-haired kid, who drops one of them with a well-placed staff strike.]

I won't let you hurt my crew or my ship! You're all being very rude coming here unannounced! I want you to go. Now!

THANK THE MAKER!

[elissacousland]

Psst! Quick - before Barbossa comes back to the rail!

[The Grey Warden looks over the railing of the Triton's Mistress and waves a hand to get the merchant's attention again. The young woman is dressed in studded leather armor despite the heat and perspiration glistens upon her face. Despite that, her urgent request isn't about clothing - it is for something else, entirely.]

Please, please, please tell me that you carry some sort of medicine or potion or... whatever it is called that can clean the teeth?

A

[kumacy]

[ While Perona isn't quite a navigator herself, that doesn't mean she'll stay quiet when there's something like impending doom coming for her. ]

AHH! It's that way, you fool! Turn it that way! [ She'd have a little more respect of her Captain if not for the fact that she's terrified for her life. ]

I love you and also I'm sorry

[unionjackass]

[Was that a strange shadow flickering in the corner?

Wasn't there a door leading out of the cabin? There was--that's past tense, by the way, because now there's no portholes or doors or any discernible exits.

Upon his next turn, it's like a rather disgruntled Englishman appeared out of nowhere. He's tapping his foot impatiently, one hand held out to reclaim the thing. Whatever thing that is. It could be any thing--possibly his favored greatcoat, which while impractical during the day, makes for a fantastic blanket whilst sleeping in a hammock below deck.]

I admire a thief in his skill but if you would please, return it. I'll let you steal something else, even if that'd take the fun out of it. It's what a gentleman would do. You know, if you're really actually in need, all you've got to do is ask. Never take anything onto the sea that you don't want to lose.

[Things Spain should have thought about back in the Day. But I digress.]

[deadlyribbons]

[Mami waits for him to allow her in before actually stepping. Then she gives him a polite curtsy and closes the door behind herself.]

Good morning, Zeref-Sama.

I hope I'm not disturbing you?

B

[soldierofloveandbeauty]

[Well, Minako wasn't expecting a place quite like this, but never the less it didn't stop her from feeling like a tiny child again and going giddy at the sights.]

It's like a child got bored and decided to recolor everything.

[And off she heads towards the trees, she for one now wondering if there really was any sign of unicorns. If so this really would be like a child's especially a girls idea of a dream.]

you're safe, so far no unicorns.

[redcinemareel]

[SIGHS]

Start with the DEAD first before you try to raise my spirit!

[redcinemareel]

[EYE ROLL]

If you're so worried, then SWIM to shore! [Steers them past a rough wave, a bit more northwest so they could get horizontal to the storm.]

Hey Knux, it's Allen

[greymelee]

"Is that a kid over there? Hey Finn, bring us in!" The otter at the helm of the sailboat turned it towards the island, sailing it towards the shore.

"You alright there Kiddo?" Grey asked after they'd landed.

[nogimmicks]

... JUST three?

[ She grins. Ohhhh, Grell, you just made this a personal challenge. She'll put a hand on her hat, now. There's a glint in her eye. ]

Well, I assume you want them alive. H~m... this'll be fun.

[ She'll mount that broom of hers and whiz off after that herd... but can she really wrangle three unicorns? She sure as hell thinks she can. Wasn't half as hard as fighting those Sakurashin kids. ]