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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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[Harsh? Yeah, she was being harsh alright, but this damnable cat needed to learn a few lessons about decency at the very least.]
My facial features are none of your concern Boris, no if you would please just...
[A cat... a kitty cat... a Boris colored adorable kitten that made her want to positively squee with delight and hold him in her arms. She was doing and admirable job of not letting onto this fact though, only letting the slightest of twitch escape from the side of her lip. She must not... and could not give in to the charms of this feline once again.]
Yes... very cute Boris.
[She could at least acknowledge that much.]
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[Boris couldn't help but to smile at the sight of that twitch and moves closer to her legs to go and start rubbing on them, purring as much as he can, while rubbing them.]
Cute am I? How cute am I? [Purring quite loudly now as he rubs before going to sit on his hunches to lightly paw at her legs. Please oh please pick him up? You know you want to?]
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[Meaning that he concealed many of his truths with half-truths, and he was very good at... baiting her right where he wanted her. Damn if it wasn't hard to resist that purring cat, she didn't know what was.]
I absolutely will not answer such a question.
[But she's still picking him up... and petting him... damn him, how does he manage to do this?]
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[He had plenty of practice with Alice. Though now he feels a bit weightless as he was picked up and continues to purr. Letting out a few mews and meows up at her at the petting.]
But I want to hear the answer though, babe. [Oops! A slip of the tongue but it matters not. He is getting pets and a familiar face is holding him. It doesn't matter if it doesn't get any further than this.... This was just something he needed. That and a few riddles mixed in.]
No matter what you said, I can still worry about your face and believe me when I say that you are cute.
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[She had only barely been able to stop herself from calling him dashing, or darling, which was the last adjective she wanted to use with him right now. She was supposed to be mad at him after all! Still... she supposed that perhaps he simply hadn't known better.]
I think you had better be a bit more wary on what you call me in the future Mister Cheshire Cat... but I think I can at the very least give you a second chance. Ask before you make any bold gestures like last time, or it shall be your last chance, understood?
[Her tone may be harsh, but the way she gently stroked her fingers through his fur was most certainly not. The only reason she was so harsh on him in the first place was because she rather liked him anyways... he just needed to learn to be a bit more civilized.]
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Of course I do. I have to have one in order to be good at riddles and such.
[He smirks even as a cat and just goes to settle down on her lap.] You don't like it? How about Princess then? [He teases just a little before giving her a really loud purr.] I will do my best to remember but I still don't understand....
[But he does let out a long sigh at the petting, purring quite a bit. Mariabelle! Stop reminding him of his first love. He does switches back into his more human form, his top half draped over her lap.
They were so much alike but yet so different in their own way.... One was more violent than the other but yet..... This is the gentleness that he wanted. Always wanted and he was willing to change.... Never again. Never again will he ever let himself go like that. Cause even this woman will one day choose another and this touch will go to another man.
But, nope, he isn't gonna touch her or do what he normally does, doing his best to respect her space as he pet and with each gentle stroke of that small and delicate hand, he purrs more and more from his chest.]
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[She gave him an earnest little pet behind the ears, stroking his fur contentedly as she sipped her tea.]
Why not you simply call me Maribelle, darling? Or milady if you prefer a more respectful title.
[She blinked in surprise for a moment when he switched back into being more human-like, caught off guard by the sudden extra mass. Still... she didn't object to his presence since he was being on good behavior... and perhaps a small part of her was even hoping he might not stay on the best of behavior. It was a very small part though! At least... that's what she was telling herself.
That gentle purring though... it was so soothing, and it reminded her of the first time they met and he wanted to just listen to the beating of her heart. A sound that he'd rarely heard before, and was so enamored to in a way that puzzled the noblewoman to no end. Perhaps if she'd known the thoughts raging through the cat's mind about his first love she might have said things differently. She might have been more, or possibly even less hesitant... but whatever the reason she said with a shy little whisper.]
Umm... Boris... if you like... I don't mind if you... express yourself a bit more.
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[He goes to let out another sigh and then... He goes to let out a chuckle and nods his head.] Maribelle then it is and you can call me, Boris. [But then it registered that she called him daring and the surprise showed on his human form face....
..... Was he hearing things? A small blush just forms on those tattooed cheeks..... And then that shy whisper....
Was she really thinking of him all that time they were separated? He briefly gets his hopes up but then stops them from really getting too high.... Why should he if she was gonna leave?
His green eye goes to stare up at her face, studying her closely.]
Are you sure? [He just goes to whisper as he rises himself to enter more into her personal space leaning his face closer to her in order to rest his forehead against hers.]
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[She often did call people darling, but with Boris it felt like the most natural thing in the world. Even now when she saw the small blush appear on his face when she gave him her permission, a blush that was mirrored almost perfectly on her own face. Her heart was beating so quickly in her chest, it was as if it wanted to leap from her rib cage and tango with her lovable feline.
With barely an inch separating the two of them, and then Boris leaning his forehead against hers, making her fully aware of what she was saying to him. It was so impulsive of her, and reckless to let him do this, and perhaps he would scurry off the minute he had his way with her.]
Well... will you promise to stay with me if you do?
[The last time it had been her that chased him off but... there was definitely a part of her that had been very sad to see him go.]
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