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

[gluteus]

Maximus glanced back at him with a chuckle, keeping the wheel steady. "I have difficulty conceiving the sort of place that would make rations such as these," He said around the biscuit in his mouth. "It almost makes me miss army rations."

[the_marshal]

He flicked at a spot of green with one finger, dug it free and tossed it toward the side.

"Long enough in the saddle, it all starts lookin' edible." He broke off a piece with a sharp crack and popped it into his mouth, lips curling at the corners. "Includin' the saddle."

[gluteus]

Maximus only chuckled, all too aware of that particular feeling.

He hadn't been prone to chuckling, when he'd first arrived here. He had thought he was dead - known he was dead - and had been expecting to return to Elysium, to his family. Turning up here instead... It was a shock, and a loss. But at least he had found his vengeance. And if he could find one of those crystals, he could return home - return to peace - when he was ready.

Whenever that would be.

"I'd trade this entire ship and everyone in it for a good horse," he said, flashing a grin at Wyatt. "Even with a half eaten saddle."

[the_marshal]

Wyatt had always been a man of movement, a seeker of horizons. He'd thought maybe, with Dora, he'd been ready to settle,... but apparently the good Lord had seen otherwise, for one reason or another.

He couldn't necessary say he agreed with it, but it might have been worse.

"Oh," Wyatt's head pulled back, nodding, even as he grinned, eyes flashing. "Ain't that a fine thing - traded for a horse an' a bit of chewed up leather, I see what I'm worth to ya."

Another piece of biscuit disappeared into his mouth, held between his back teeth for sucking on.

"See if I bring you lunch again."

At least he had a friend to face the unknown with.

(And what more could a man really ask for?)

[gluteus]

"Well maybe not everyone in it," Maximus allowed, a returning grin slipping to his lips. "Though if we threw you in the bargain I might be able to get two horses for it."

He gave Wyatt an innocent look.

"Then come back and rescue you, of course."