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

[elfoflight]

Siiiigh.

Yeah. He wasn't surprised. Neither by the reply, nor by the fact Maglor didn't actually answer.

Arafinwe didn't look at his nephew, then.

"You have not forgotten them, even now."

[bythewaves]

Another of those lopsided shrugs

"I am good at remembering. I will be the only one left who does remember, I think."

[elfoflight]

Brat.

"You will not be the only one to remember." He would never forget. And he doubted anyone Maglor had touched would forget him so easily.

[bythewaves]

"On that side of the Sea I think I will be. Your daughter returns to you - I was watching her Sail."

[elfoflight]

His heart lept at the news. Of course he couldn't hide the reaction, his head bowed a little as eyes closed. Just let that sink in.

His daughter would return to him.

An exile Sailed home.

"You speak as if you believe there is no light left in you. Yet you care. Your actions since should prove that."

[bythewaves]

A small pleased smile - the barest tip of his lips - to see that the news pleases Arafinwe, but he only shrugs

"What good did caring do my victims? They are still dead."

[elfoflight]

He shook his head slightly, a slow deliberate gesture.

"Be that as it may," for he could not negate that. Nor would he really try. "There are your actions since then to remember. You could have killed those boys rather than raised them.

"You could have attacked me, rather than walk beside me for a night and a day."

[bythewaves]

"I could have spared their mother too." Maglor points out. "And then they would not have needed me to raise them at all."

A small sly sideways glance.

"Why should I attack you uncle, since you hold not one of Father's Silmarils?"

[elfoflight]

"She was the one who held a Silmaril, did she not? You spared none but those two children, as I have heard. Yet only one had that which you sought."

So sly, nephew. Arafinwe allowed a faint flicker of a smile and looked back at him.

"You wish for hatred and vengeance to be brought upon yourself. You will find no such thing from me."

[bythewaves]

"We spared none. Not the children, not the soldier nor the fishwife nor the noble lady. None who crossed us that day lived."

Save only the twins, and whoever else was smart enough to get out of Sirion before they came, or hid.

"Others will think differently."

[elfoflight]

"None but two helpless elflings, no less innocent than the fishwife." Still gently spoken. He wouldn't let Maglor off so easy.

Arafinwe knew what others would think and say if they saw how he walked with his nephew. But just then, he hardly cared.

"From others you might receive what you seek. I am not them, Makalaure." Firm and stubborn with that, in that he would not budge.

[bythewaves]

A shrug and Maglor looks away.

"We needed hostages. They were... a good bargaining chip."

And they had been, they had meant that Gil-Galad had let them go, when they had held Earendil's children against him.

"I seek nothing but a way to prevent our tragedy from repeating." Lie.

"And you are asking for trouble, Uncle. Dealing with us has only ever brought grief."

[elfoflight]

Stubborn as his father. Arafinwe stifled the smile as he bent his head and away a little.

He didn't like the thought of hostages, but saw that Maglor had done what he'd felt he'd had to. To escape. And it had succeeded - in that respect.

Truth and lies were right there in the words spoken.

"I will take what comes, Nephew. Trouble is part of life, and I will meet it. And I will not leave your side now." For as long as Maglor permitted him to, weedling and pleas aside.

[bythewaves]

Absolutely.

"You really should." Maglor says softly, not looking at Arafinwe. "Trouble may come but there is no need to rush towards it, and that is all that seems to happen with me."

He shrugs. "There are doubtless other folk who would benefit from your wisdom. There is no need to waste it on me."