May Test Drive

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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

[sheloves]

Good, thank Priis they have it or I'd be worse off than I am. [She flashes a hand and indicates one more of what she's got and quickly please. She grimaces and draws a slow breath before letting it out just as slow.]

I do with this anti-venom would actually do its job. [Her fingers close around her tea mug as she takes a moment.] I'm attempting to be social, but, honestly. They did say it might take awhile.

[Beta Niners, please. They says something won't hurt and then you swear you've a limb coming off. They say a venom will be neutralized quickly and it take hours. Sure, fine. She just might be taken to violence if she ever sees on again, but then, really. What's a few hours? She's six hundred. Plenty of time.

Tea. Sip the damned tea. And she does.]

[kettleandstring]

Anti-venom?

[ There's a twitch at the edge of his lips. That's ... a sort of funny coincidence, if it means what he's sure it does. ]

What happened to you, then?

[sheloves]

Battle. [She made a face into her teacup.] Voidlings aren't my favorite way to spend an evening, but one of my Pilots was pinned down. I had to try and save her.

[She looks pensive and then grave.]

I'm not sure I actually made it out this time. Voidlings themselves have poison glands that inject venom that coats their claws. You get swiped or stabbed? [She shakes her head.] No anti-venom, you're dead in a few hours. It's not pretty.

[kettleandstring]

[ Well, she seems fine, at least. That is, not dying. Even if she's not really fine fine, obviously. ]

Dying from poison. Wouldn't recommend it.

[sheloves]

Nor I. [She frowns minutely.] I think the first time was the worst.

[kettleandstring]

[ He cocks an eyebrow. ]

First time? First time being poisoned?

[sheloves]

Mm. By Voidlings. [She gives him a long and thoughtful look. ] They inject venom that coats their claws. Easier to weaken and kill that way. Affects us Pilots the worst. The fever will hit anyway, anti-venom or not, but I should be fine. I think.

[kettleandstring]

Otherwise we'll have to find a hospital, won't we?

[sheloves]

Possibly. [She taps at the rim of her teacup absently.] It depends, really, on which way the temperature goes. In any case, I suppose I might need assistance, or at least someone willing to house my consciousness for a bit, if I go cold. Hot? [Ril gestures with said mug a little before taking a sip.]

Yes, I do suppose, if it's an especially high fever or if I don't wake.

[kettleandstring]

House your consciousness?

[sheloves]

[Her expression is wry.]

We Antedans have a particular sort of healing mechanism, where we essentially put ourselves in something of a hibernation as our bodies repair from more serious and potentially life threatening injuries. Our consciousness can be kept alive by usually another telepath or modestly telepathic being, by essentially letting the Antedan--

[She gestures with her cup, trying to find the right words.]

Nestle, perhaps, against the recipient's mind. Extra psychic energy is used for sustainment, not very much, until the healing process is finished.

[kettleandstring]

And how would one go about accomplishing that?

[ In case he might end up needing to. It's unlike anything he's heard about, but he'd be willing to give it a go. ]

[sheloves]

It's probably quite simple. You just accept, I suppose. I've never hit a point where I went into cold sleep that deeply that it was needed.

[kettleandstring]

Just accept? All right. Sounds doable.

[sheloves]

I don't take up much space. [She flashes a smile.] At least, I'd hope not. Really, if it does happen, I'd try to make myself as in-obtrusive as possible.

[kettleandstring]

I appreciate the consideration. In advance.

[sheloves]

I do attempt to be polite. It's always rather lovely when you get polite aliens. [She makes a face that says she's met some impossibly impolite ones.]

[kettleandstring]

I try to be a polite alien.

[ And sipping tea. ]

Especially since many aren't.

[sheloves]

As do I. It really doesn't help when you've gotten off on the wrong foot with someone after shooting your mouth off, mn? [Her face lights up with laughter.]

[kettleandstring]

I don't think I do that a lot. Do you do that a lot?

[sheloves]

I have always gotten along well with others, but there have been some very difficult cases when that state has been tried. [She shakes her head and laughs.]

[kettleandstring]

I'd have an easier time getting along with others if they got along with me.

[ AKA chose to not point guns at him. ]

[sheloves]

[Ril grins.]

If only the universe was that kind. I've had to play diplomat to all sorts of folk who detested the fact that I'd been called in would rather just shoot either their mouths or their guns at me and mine. I'd vastly prefer peaceable relations to others, but... [She shrugs.] You make do.

[kettleandstring]

What choice does one have, hm?

[ He laces his fingers together, dropping his chin onto them. ]

You've travelled a lot, then?