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reallybadeggs2013-08-23 05:22 pm
highseasmods) wrote in reallybadeggs2013-08-23 05:22 pm
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Test Drive for September 2013 Apps
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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Oh, that's a GOOD one! I gotta remember that when it's lunch time!
[But now she realizes something! Or, well, a few things.]
So if you don't have skin and stuff, why are you wearing clothes? Do you NEED them? Or is it a fashion thing? How come you have hair?! Can I touch it?!
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[This...small horse seemed nice enough; and she laughed at his jokes! What more reason did he need to share his story with her?]
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Does it have a bow?!
Pinkie I am sorry for this ;w;
[Brook said as he gave his fancy bowtie a few tugs before abruptly giving his hair a tug; his skull popping open like a morbid case as he pulled out a strange, seashell-like device. After closing his skull, he set it on the ground and pressed the top of the shell with a small click as an upbeat tune began to play.]
Once upon a time, about 88 years ago I sailed as a pirate along with my crew, the Rumbar Pirates. We sailed far and wide; spreading our music to those with open ears and living our lives as fully as we could under the guide of our captain, Calico Yorki. One day, along with many other captains, Captain Yorki decided we would set out to a place of great adventure and greater danger; the Grand Line, in search of a marvelous treasure known only as One Piece, left behind by the former King of Pirates, Gol D. Roger.
During our trip, we stumbled across a small whale who had found itself lost from its pod; try as we did to get it to leave for his own safety, he continued to follow us and so, we adopted him in a strange sort of way...Laboon as we called him was just as much a part of our crew as any man or woman you might say. Unfortunately, the Grand Line was far too dangerous for such a small whale, so we left him in the care of a friend with the promise that we would most definitely return one day to sing and be merry with him once more...and with that we set out on our final journey.
Half way into our journey...half our crew and our captain contracted a dangerous and incurable disease...and so they decided to leave our ship to cross the "Calm Belt" of the Grand Line; that we might continue on in their stead and not become infected ourselves. This arrangement lasted for a time; but eventually we were overcome by an opposing force using poisoned weaponry...as you can see, none of us survived. I alone was able to come back, as I had eaten a Devil Fruit known as the Revive-Revive Fruit, that we might keep our promise to our dear friend Laboon.
That is why I dress in these clothing, and why I have taken such good care of my hair...they may be the only things that Laboon will recognize of me when I finally see him again. After all, nothing is more important than keeping a promise to a friend.
[Brook finished his story and clicked the shell's button once more, stopping the music and returning it to its resting place in his skull with a small sigh; though his smile once again returned after his head was back to its proper state]
And yes, you may touch my hair; provided you are careful with it.
ermagerd...
Gosh, that's a really great story, Mister! You're a really good friend! Are you close to finding Laboon?
[She carefully reaches out a hoof to touch his hair. Very slowly extending it out...gotta...be careful...]
But don't worry, he's a happy skeleton mostly, honest!
I do my best...right now I am waiting for my current crew to find my old bones here before I can set off to find Laboon once more; but I know that one day I will see my friend again. Friendship is a bond that no distance can break after all.
[For as different as a skeleton dressed as a gentleman and a small pink pony could be...they weren't all that different when it came down to it.]
As happy as skeletons can be, yes!
Brook is a very happy skeleton, happier than a lot of people he meets honestly XD
[He gestured to the fact that the two were in fact on a rather small island in the middle of a vast ocean at the moment.]
I'd be very interested to hear about some of them.
That's kinda sad, when you think of it :|
[She pauses and taps her chin with a hoof.]
Why DID we go into that forest again? [Head scratch] It had something to do with Twilight and friendship, I think!