December 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 Beach: You can almost forget you're trapped, in a place like this...

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. The Forest: Not a great place to be caught alone, but are you alone?

8. Wildcard: Pick anything from our list!


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

[twelfth_night]

[The Doctor didn't look up at the young man's voice, as he was too immersed in his book; a history of the city. He didn't need any help, did he? Why would he? It felt nice in the comfy chair he was sitting in and he couldn't be bothered to tear his eyes away from the page.

But curiosity got the better of him and he looked up with a bored look on his face. That was until he saw who was actually talking to him. That voice. It used to be his own. How could he have not known? At the face, he just gaped and dropped the book he was holding.

What on Earth? How could he be staring at his past self, just stood right in front of him? Was he dreaming? He had to be. This was just too....unreal. Him, lost within a strange library and now his past self had come back to face him. Face him? That sounded ominous. Perhaps, this was just a silly dream.]

Can I help you? Or, rather, can we help ourselves?