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

Have a Mordecai [OC]

[handsoffthesuit]

What is the meaning of this, where am I, and who is responsible for this?

[He looks slightly ticked off.]

[diagnosingyou]

Iiiii... don't know the answer to any of that but I imagine a drink'll fix us both up, no?

[handsoffthesuit]

[A drink is nice, but he just eyes him suspiciously.]

I don't tend to have a drink with strangers.
Who are you?

[diagnosingyou]

Ah, of course. How rude of me. I'm Doctor Jean-Pierre Descoteaux.

[handsoffthesuit]

[ Hm. French.]

My pleasure. [ So dry, though.]

Tell me, doctor. Where exactly are we?

[letsdrinktotruelove]

[ Talking aloud to empty areas is a strange habit yet surprisingly common. Alas, good sir, as much as she steps in your direction with a curious look, the Doll does not answer those questions. ]

[handsoffthesuit]

[He shifts a bit on his feet, hearing her footsteps. He just sort of stares at her, raising an eyebrow at her odd image.]

[letsdrinktotruelove]

[ She stops at a short distance, tilting her head to the side.
She is just as much as stranger here as he is; funny that they should have that in common. ]

[handsoffthesuit]

[Glancing up and down at her figure, he stares at her for a few seconds in silence. An odd one, she is.]

Who are you?

[letsdrinktotruelove]

[ Instead of answering through spoken words, she places her fingertips on her cheeks in an delicate gesture - and subtly offering a hint - the cracks on her cheek.
You won't be getting a direct answer anytime soon, sir. ]

[handsoffthesuit]

[. . . okay then.]

Are you from around here?

[letsdrinktotruelove]

[ She shakes her head at first, motioning towards the train tracks. Then, there is the slightest semblance of a shrug; simply put, it conveys the words "I don't know". ]

[handsoffthesuit]

Hm.

[He looks off towards the train tracks.
And back at her.]

Can you speak?

[letsdrinktotruelove]

[ She nods in approval this time; a simple answer to a simple question. ]

[handsoffthesuit]

[ Well, he guesses it's a matter of won't, rather that can't.]

...hm.
[With his hands in his pockets, he takes a few steps around the station, taking notice of the posters.]

[awhoreandthief]

[Valentine just stands there watching him, hands buried in the pockets of his coat, stance bored. He tuts disapprovingly.]

Why, someone's full of questions today.

[handsoffthesuit]

[He would hiss at you for that tut, but he rather not.]

Well, pardon me for wanting answers.

[awhoreandthief]

[He doesn't quite grin, but there is a spark of vague amusement in his eyes.] You are aware that you are a very dull person, aren't you? Answers, answers... [He waves a hand around.] What happened to your spirit of adventure?

[handsoffthesuit]

And who exactly are you to make assumptions of my person in the half a minute you've known me?

[Someone's insulted, but he'll hide it.]

[awhoreandthief]

[An easy smile, a shrug of his shoulders.]

Just someone who knows how to have fun, but don't mind me. [That smile of his widens into a cheeky grin.] I'm just observing my new environment. Unlike you I prefer to find my own answers.

[handsoffthesuit]

Your own answers are either false personal assumptions or they're just as true as any other answer, so their nature shouldn't matter. But I digress.
You're new here as well?

[awhoreandthief]

[Valerian chuckles.] ...and now you are back to being predictable and dull. I liked you better when you were digressing.

[He saunters two steps closer, though he remains at a respectable safety distance.] See, better answers aren't the point. Why should they be? But finding your own answers is more entertaining!

[handsoffthesuit]

[With those two steps, his icy blue eyes never leave him, watching like a hawk.]

Whether they're your own or not doesn't really matter. But I'm tired of this chat.
What is your name?

[awhoreandthief]

Leon. [The answer comes too fast after he has put up so much fuss giving a straight answer, his tone of voice is just a tad too amused for the circumstances. He doesn't even try to hide that he is lying.] And what is yours?

[handsoffthesuit]

[And he's smart enough to tell.]
John. [And paranoid enough to go with it.]