May Test Drive

[rubycitymods]

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: 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. Bad 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

[giventodarkness]

[She glares at him, clenching her hands tightly. She's allowed to be frustrated. Once again she was close to getting rid of Sharley and once again it was snatched from her reach. It was as if this were a game to someone and she was tired of being one of their pawns.]

And what would you suggest?

[magicsprice]

[If the glare phases him, he doesn't show it. Instead he merely gives the young lady a quiet once-over before meeting her eyes evenly, his stance confident and fearless despite the fiery display.]

Subtlety, dearie. Don't let them see that they have you flustered. Then they won't see it coming when you do get the chance to express your ire on those who have gained it.

[giventodarkness]

'Dearie?'

[Her tone darkens and it's very tempting to lash out but he's right. She hates when other people are right. And his display shows that he at least doesn't take her as so great a threat as she can be.

She straightens her back and stick out her chin proudly.]

I am Princess Medea Clytemnestra Strong-in-the-Arm Lindenshield. And that was only a small example of what I'm capable of.

[magicsprice]

[Her straightening and proud stance combined with her words only gained a subtly amused look from the man. Shifting his grip on his cane and moving it off to the side a bit, he gives the lady a bow that is chivalrous and yet somehow mocking.]

A pleasure to meet you, your highness. Rumpelstiltskin at your service.

[He straightened up, shifting his cane back to rest in front of him so he could rest both hands and his weight on it once more. He decides to take this particular introduction one step further than he has any of the others.

Perhaps he just wants to take that pride of her's down a peg, or perhaps let it be known that she isn't the only one here that is capable of great magic.]

Or as others know me back home, the Dark One.

[giventodarkness]

[Medea hates being mocked. That Eodred and Cerdic's constant teasing has gone unpunished is only because her father would know quickly that she was the one responsible. Even with all the precautions she's taken, he knew at least that it was a witch that was manipulating events but not who the witch was.

His introduction is different. Rumpelstiltskin means nothing to her but Dark One... Medea is unquestionably drawn to the Dark, like her grandfather had been. Like Cronus.]

And what, exactly, should I be calling you?

[magicsprice]

Whatever you wish, your majesty. Most here know me as Mr. Gold, if that suits you better than the two names I've given you.

[The subtle amusement is still there in his eyes, expression and body language and thus it's hard to tell if his use of the title for her is out of respect or a continued mockery of her station that she seems so proud of.]

[giventodarkness]

What I call you should be the name you prefer. Not what the people here like.

[She doesn't care what they like to call someone. Her brothers prefer to make up mocking names for her, for Cressida. More often for Cressida since she's inflicted on them more frequently.]