RC Test Drive!

[rubycitymods]

I don't really have a fitting picture for this.

G'day, Ruby City! It's time for a meme for both testdrivers and denizens.

Been itching to test out some CR but haven't had the posts to do it? Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

• Post with your character with their name and canon on top!


• Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.


• If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.


• Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

1. Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.


2. Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?


3. The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!


4. The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.


5. The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.


6. The Coffee Joint: Run by Lukas, a lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.


7. Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

1. Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.


2. Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.


3. Inclement weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?


4. Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

Comments

HEY AT LEAST MEG HAS HER OWN AGENDA

[thornybeauty]

[A grin finds itself plastered and stuck on Meg's face throughout the show, not at all trying to hide it. If she notices the cross, she doesn't say anything, however something has one of her eyebrows raised above the other. He's... not human, and he's certainly no angel... not any demon that she's seen before, and she's seen just about all of 'em.]

Call me Meg.

[It's not her real name, but it's what everyone seems to call her, and when you've lived so long, names become meaningless. She steps closer before her eyes flicker to pure black. Her black eyes watch, trying to recognize before they flicker back to the hazel they were once before. Her next words are a pleased hum.]

It could be a lot worse. I'll certainly put in a good word for your little friend to Alastair if he ever shows up.

[She had apprenticed under the torturer of hell, maybe that would get this kid and her on the same level. Usually only vengeful spirits did this to people, but she's known a few demons to do similar. She would definitely have to ask Azazel if he knows this one. As long as he isn't one of Crowley's vermin she doesn't mind being friendly.]

Either way, sweetheart, they don't care how much glass or maiming or really anything you do as far as I can tell.

RUDE CIMERIES HAS AN AGENDA TOO DON'T HATE ON HIS AWESOME "I'M BORED ENTERTAIN ME" AGENDA

[speaking_in_tongues]

[Trent barely manages to stifle an eyeroll and exasperated groan when Meg's eyes turn black. Oh fantastic. The smug chick is some smug non-human chick. He inspects her a bit more thoroughly while she talks, looking for fur or scales or maybe a tail, some clue as to her true nature. Maybe a regular witch with a love for illusion spells and melodrama? Annoying, but harmless.

That train of thought is derailed when she mentions his "little friend." Oh, you bet it is derailed.

He forces himself to his feet, never mind that his legs are still weak and wobbly. The uneasy feeling at the back of his mind, as if Cimeries is shifting around nervously, proves slightly satisfying but not the least consoling. So for all he's been posturing, Cimeries doesn't know to make of her either.

Trent takes a step back, then on second thought another one.] I reckon they wouldn't care about glass or self-maiming... kidnappers rarely care if you get damaged as long as you keep your value. [Yeah, maybe if he just pretends he hadn't picked up on that clue...

He narrows his eyes at her. Oh screw this. If Cimeries had wanted to keep himself a secret he shouldn't have gone for public torture. Let him deal with the consequences.] But tell that to my little friend. He is in his Terrible Twos.