Test-Drive Meme!

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TEST-DRIVE MEME

Maybe you've considered appping a new character but you're not sure how well they would adjust to the in-game scenario? Well, here's a chance to give it a try!

• Post with a character journal you'd like to voicetest or you've considered apping to Ruby City. Feel free to play them as newcomers or as if they've been here for a while - the setting is your own choice.

•Respond to other threads with new characters or with characters who are already in the game.

• Explore different interactions, find castmates, develop possible CR - anything you want, as long as you have fun!

Comments

[fairdeal]

Well, I suppose when you put it like that there are those who are more sensible to it. It's much easier to learn when you have such ability. [He pauses thoughtfully] However, many prefer to stay away from it.

[masked_stag]

Well there are types of dark magic which you're taught to stay away from. But I suppose that's common sense unless you're trying to take over the world. [James chuckled, amused he can laugh about his own misfortune with a stranger, just as his shop came into view.]

Here we are. The place I call home.

[fairdeal]

Not because of that. [His expression changes a little, and he purses his lip as he now regrets saying that.] Well, not just because of that.

[bien_aimee]

Why, then? [ Does she even want to know. ]

[fairdeal]

It's complicated. [That sounds even worse, and she's already staring at him with that look on her face.] It was a long time ago.

[bien_aimee]

A deal gone wrong? [ It sounds unlikely, but it's best to hope for that than something worse. Belle isn't pressing for an answer, but she's undoubtedly curious. ] You don't have to worry about that here.

[fairdeal]

Your kind of magic intrigues me. I hope you feel so inclined to tell me more about it someday.

[Gold glances up at the shop] A lovely place, however I have no money with me.

[masked_stag]

I don't see why not. Come in and I'll tell you more.

[James laughed again.] Everything here's free, remember? That includes the stuff in here. [And he opened the door, holding it open for Gold.]

[fairdeal]

I do not make deals with that man. [He smiles a little at her, glad she's not pressing further into it.]

Worry about deals, or about him? [Because he doesn't worry about deals; he thrives thanks to them.]

[bien_aimee]

I hardly think you'd worry about deals. [ He is, after all, Rumpelstiltskin; she smiles, offering a breathy little laugh. ] I meant him. He's not-- he won't cause you any trouble.

[fairdeal]

I sincerely hope not.

[He still has one problem with this situation, though.] However, I am still not comfortable with him spending his nights so near.

[fairdeal]

Ah, I forgot. That will take some getting used to.

[Gold walks in, waiting for James before walking over to the counter.] Do you serve coffee?

[masked_stag]

The Coffee Joint wouldn't be a good name if I didn't.

[James walked behind the counter, taking out a cup, a saucer and his wand.] How do you take it?

[bien_aimee]

[ She can't blame him. ]

Well, what do you suggest? I can't-- exactly agree to force him to live on the streets.

[fairdeal]

[Oh, he can tell a wand when he sees one, even if only fairies use them where he's from. He leans closer to the counter, watching intently.] Black, no sugar.

[masked_stag]

[A boring order but an easy one. He taps the cup with his wand and mutters under his breath, then the coffee pours out of his wand into the cup.]

Here you go. Enjoy.

[fairdeal]

He's a pirate; I'm sure he's slept in worse conditions.

[Don't worry, he's only being half serious.]

[fairdeal]

Interesting. [He brings the cup to his lips, gives it a tentative sip, then sets it down as he waits for it to cool down a little.] Can I ask for something else?

[masked_stag]

Of course. What would you like?

[bien_aimee]

[ Half-serious doesn't meant completely reassuring.

Then again it's better than nothing. ]

He hasn't exactly been sleeping at the foot of my bed, you know.

[atropabelladonna]

[ Her eyes go wide for a brief moment but she takes the flower with a nod of gratitude. As he speaks, she examines it with great care and momentarily considers placing it on her hair; but perhaps later. For now, she simply holds the flower and pays attention to the conversation at hand.
Her ears perk up at his last words, however. ]

I've never heard of such kinds of magic. Or that... Thing. [ The train, she means the train. Trains do not exist in her home world. ] Do you think that maybe we're in hell?

[varisian_scholar]

Magic is common where I'm...hm. [Oliver glances around, looking at the poster on the wall, and the pamphlets littering the ground. After looking over one, he frowns, but he also seems thoughtful.]

Where I'm from, magic is common. And I hardly think this is Hell...it's too quiet, and not enough...well, devils. We'd know if this were the Nine Hells.

[He pockets the flyer.]

According to this, we seem to have all been brought here from all over - many different planes of existence. It's fascinating...but I was never really one for being captive.

[atropabelladonna]

[ Now there's something Lorelei hadn't considered; then again she wouldn't have known for sure. It's mostly the factor of novelty playing into her confusion. She takes a good look around and finally nods. ] I suppose you're right. But... What? [ It was a strange concept to grasp, but ultimately she shook her head. Stranger things could have happened; at least it wasn't Hell. ]

This doesn't feel very much like captivity, does it. [ Her tone decreases at that. She would know about that - in some way. ]

[varisian_scholar]

Sometimes, a prison doesn't have bars or walls, or even shackles you can see.

[Oliver takes a breath and closes his eyes, and frowns.] Hm. There's a lot of memory here. No one will tell me why we were brought here though. And I get the feeling that, judging by the austere welcome, our hosts are not likely to make themselves easily known.

[Resting a hand on the hilt of his cutlass, he breathes out and runs a hand through his hair.]

But we might find a few more answers to our question if we explore a little. What do you say?

[fairdeal]

[He arches his eyebrows at that, smiling dryly.] I should hope not.