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

Thatch| One Piece

[thatched]

Option A: [If Thatch is committing any crime, it would be loitering conspicuously outside of a weapons shop, even more conspicuously eyeing the blades. But he doesn't mean anything by it. It's just the fact that he's a seven foot tall pirate which lends itself to the idea he might be up to something. Probably. As he spots you coming by, he'll smirk lightly]

You up for a proposition or two?


Option B:

[Damn. Not two days out and he was in a dinky rowboat on a wide sea. Anyone wanting to lend a hand is fine by him. He's running out of pomade]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is looking for just a shop as she walks, engrossed in her shopping list. Because she likes her crew, they deserve the best! Axes, cutlasses, sabers, rapiers, daggers...just how much can she carry--

OH A HANDSOME MAN!]

Please, and thank you~!

[thatched]

[A very nicely dressed, and very pretty, okama! Well he could certainly work with that! And quite well, too. He offers his arm]

Walk with me a while, little lady. Let's have a chat.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell loops her arm with his easily enough.]

Ah~? What's on your mind, handsome?

[thatched]

[oh, he liked her]

Well you see, sweetheart, I'm a pirate without a weapon and scandalously low on funds. If you weren't such a rare jewel in this rusty chest they call a port, I'd be tempted to con it out of you with my charm and wit and good looks.

Things being as they are, however, I'd break my own heart if I broke yours, so I was wondering, sweet lady, if you could be persuaded to join me in a little...capitalistic venture.

[redcinemareel]

[She pats his arm with a giggle.]

Darling, the only heart that would get broken would be yours, because I'd rip it out of your chest~! [GRINS] But you have quite a way with words, and your proposition is right~ up my alley.

[Okay, now she's having naughty innuendos of alleys.]

What are the profits of such a venture?

[thatched]

[that's hardly an innuendo. But he'll let it slide since you have quite a vicious temper and it's alarmingly cute on you]

Well you can keep your claws sheathed, kittycat. I'd no more break your heart, or try, than I would crush a butterfly that sits quivering in my hands.

[and he's very good with his hands.]

As for profit, well, what would you like?

[redcinemareel]

[For Grell it is. Kinda sad. But she's so entranced by his wonderful words that obviously show his sensitive side. Beautiful...]

Ah...

[Give her a moment. It's been a while since a man of his caliber has come her way.]

One magical night. Full of dinner, romance, and passion. [She'll steal whatever he needs, then.]

[thatched]

[it can't really be this easy. But he can tell by her face that it is and--obviously she's not had enough in her life to want it so much for so little. In that case he will be on his best behavior since he can't helped but be warmed by the request]

My Sweet Jeweled Lady. [He takes her hand and kisses the back of it]

You shall have it and more. [he turned her hand over and kissed her palm before leaning down to whisper in her ear] And if your thighs aren't quivering for a week after, you're welcome to return for more.

1/2 ..o-oh gosh

[redcinemareel]

[He pretty much has her wrapped around his rugged finger about now. To her, such a request is far better than gold. Some things in life simply can't be traded for it!

His statement has her face heating up! A hand goes to her cheek at such words.]

[redcinemareel]

My services are yours to borrow! [There is a tiny squeal of excitement. It's going to be so much fun! She knows it!]

What's first?!

[thatched]

[good question. He has scant resources as it is. But if he's right, it won't be for long. Though he spots his first lucky break a few steps away, and slips a coin from his pocket.]

First? [he flips the coin onto the florist's table and takes a blood red chrysanthemum, tucking it behind her ear and lifts her chin with a single finger] Your name, beautiful.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is used to having little resources. Somehow, her crew always manages to be creative.

She smiles easily, touching the flower lightly.] Usually the gentleman is to introduce himself first, but I think I can bend the rules. I'm Captain Grell, the Red.

And yourself~?

[thatched]

I'm a rogue, Sweet Grell the Red, but that's what makes it more exciting, aye?

[a brief daring peck on the lips before continuing on their journey.]

My friends call me Thatch, but you can call me whatever your heart desires. [he spots a small basket and gets an idea] Would you care for a picnic on the bay, sweet lady?

[redcinemareel]

What could possibly be more exciting than spiriting away a girl's heart, my rogue?

[Ah, a small taste of what's to come. Grell smiles at the action.] A rogue indeed.

A picnic would be divine, yet we seem to be a bit lacking. [She looks up to him with a light headtilt.]

[thatched]

All in good time, my sweet. But first I have to know what it is you like to eat. [and hopefully her tastes don't run too expensive]

[redcinemareel]

Ah... [Grell hums softly in thought, rapping her fingers against his arm.] Something light. Wine, cheese...apples? [Tilts her head.] Our kind doesn't consume very much, you see.

[thatched]

So I've heard. [and who was he to debate a lady's pride? You're as svelte as a lioness, sweetheart.

Tell me about yourself.

[and as they walk he picks up some cheese, and apples, paying for them graciously. Then he swipes some wine to share, tucking it in his pocket and winking at her]

[redcinemareel]

I appreciate the effort you've put in to noticing~! [She notices him nicking the wine and just grins. She wasn't that great at stealing secretively, but she was good at planning that out with her crew.]

If I did that, we'd be here for a millennia! Despite my reputation, I'm not the type to give away me secrets in one day~! Although, I will be curious to know your impression of me after some time has passed.

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.]

[thatched]

[now this one had glinty eyes. But a strong gaze, too. Thatch is both impressed and on his guard.]

Nothing much, nothing much. Just a little business venture. [he shrugs dismissively.]

Care to walk with me, matey?

[hitorabu]

Oho, I hope I won't get in trouble~!

[But Izaya's voice is cheerful, inviting trouble if anything. He's simply prepared for the worst, going along with a bulky stranger. No harm in letting his new friend know that much.

Always smiling, apparently without a worry in the world, Izaya will be more than happy to follow the man wherever.]