rubycity_ooc | March Test Drive!

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March Test Drive!

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:

Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.

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

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 - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.

Scenarios

1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. CURRENT EVENTS - None at the moment, but feel free to look through our event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!

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[Well, it wasn't Granny's, but the Black Stallion looked promising. It was a lot nicer that some of the places he and Snow frequented while on the road before they'd been married.

And the atmosphere was a lot more pleasant than that tavern the Pirates frequented. ~~Or so he'd heard. Shepherds/princes don't go to places like that.~~

But, he can't find anyone around to take his order.]

Hello? Is someone here?

[Henry was sure there were places in the city he wasn't meant to go. But that just meant he visited them anyway. The Black Stallion was one such place though it was low on his list. Today, he was glad he had.

Seeing his other grandfather, he dashed over for a hug.] Grandpa!

[David looks down, surprised to find his arms full of his grandson. And, well, wasn't that a strange thing to think if he let himself contemplate it too much.]

Henry, what are you doing here?

[And is he alone?]

Where's your mother?

[Henry sighed at the question but he supposed he should of expected it.]

Regina here's and Mr Gold's here. [He wasn't going to bother with Baelfire. Not yet anyway.]

I'm here too, obviously. We were all kidnapped. But that's not the important question. The important question is: What was the last major event that happened before you arrived here?

[Of course David's going to ask about his daughter. Just wait. He'll ask about Snow in a moment.

But the answer's not satisfactory. Regina and Gold. It's like Storybrooke, but without the important women in his life.]

Snow...Your grandmother...defeating Cora.

[ It's definitely not Granny's. Snow would welcome the familiarity and draw comfort if it was. She's another newcomer to town herself, still adjusting to being tossed into another strange place. Trying to reconcile a lifetime of implanted memories with those from the Enchanted Forest.

And, that little bit about her daughter being all grown up with a child of her own.

Thankfully, the tavern sells hot chocolate, and she doesn't mind adding a dash of cinnamon. Or making the drink. ]

It seems to be a 'serve yourself' kind of place.

[ says the petite brunette at the corner table. ]

Edited 2015-03-12 22:54 (UTC)

[Something inside of him relaxes at the sound of that familiar, beloved voice. He'll do anything to make sure Snow White is safe. And while he wishes that they weren't meeting in this place, that they were in the Enchanted Forest or in Storybrooke, being with her is better than not.

And, god, does she look great.

He strolls over to her, smiling only for her.]

I was hoping there'd be a cute bar wench to take my order.

[ It's the haircut, right? Supposedly 'pixie' is all the rage in places like Storybrooke, or out in the real world. Maybe even Ruby City, although she's not quite sure about it yet. Random kidnapping is still kidnapping.

Still, one of the two people she loves most in the world is right in front of her, and she can't argue with that. Or keep a smile off her face. ]

Cute bar wenches seems to be as out of season here as barkeeps.

[ Snow sets down her mug and rises from the chair. ]

Don't suppose I'd work as a substitute?

[He wouldn't care if she was bald. Snow is the most beautiful woman in the world to him. No one else can compare. There's only one other woman he loves, besides her, and that's his daughter.]

Pity. The service around here is worse than at Regina's.

[As soon as she's on her feet, he wraps his arms around her and kisses her soundly.]

No one could be a substitute for you, Snow.

[ The bald look is reserved for post-apocalyptic fun times, in case she ever has to take over a homicidal biker gang and go save people. Which, admittedly, isn't going to happen. Probably. ]

Really? [ head tilt. ] I think you'd look pretty dashing behind that bar.

[ She grins up at him, arms winding around his waist, and returns said kiss. ]

Good. That means I don't have to punch anyone for trying to steal you away.

[ He was caught fair and square. ]

How long have you been here?

[As much as he loves their adventures—giants, ogres, Gold, evil witches—he really wants to avoid the whole post-apocalyptic thing. But, she'd still be the fairest of them all.]

Dashing? I wasn't aware that that was still in my job description.

[But he'd do anything for her. And he's pretty sure she knows that by now.]

If it comes to blows, my money's always on you. I've seen you in a fight. [She packs a mean right hook that he doesn't want to experience again, that's for sure.] I've been here for a few hours. I've spent most of it exploring on foot.

[Well, another familiar face. It would seem the city had gotten a taste for Storybrooke and liked it. He's not a regular at the Stallion, but he sometimes drops in either for a drink or to listen silently for gossip.

He approaches the other man and pauses by the counter where a tender would typical be if the place had a regular one.]

Yes. I don't believe this place has any regular workers, you might need to serve yourself.

[If you want a drink, he might get them both something to drink if asked nicely enough.]

[When he'd said to himself that he wished to see someone from home, he didn't mean Gold. Rumpelstiltskin was second only to Regina on his list of people that he wanted to greet him anywhere.

But, a familiar face is a familiar face, especially in a strange world.

And he could really use a beer right now.]

What kind of tavern is serve yourself?

The sort that exist in strange cities that kidnap people? [Not serious. That was a quip.]

This city doesn't seem to have any natives, so it falls to those brought here to run things. I'm guessing that no one is currently interested in manning this particular place. Thus the lack of help.

[And excuse him as he moves to head behind the counter where all the bottles are, looking for the one he wanted.]

[Don't worry. He's totally taking that as a joke.]

This is worse than Storybrooke then. At least there, we were the natives, for what that was worth.

You seem comfortable here. Why is that?

In ways, it certainly is worse than Storybrooke. Storybrooke doesn't have creatures who would as soon make a meal of you as look at you living within the park after all.

[He's actually serious on that one, dead serious given he's fought his share of those monsters.]

Because I've been here for little over a year now.

[Ah, there's the bottle he was looking for. He pulls it down and goes in search of a tumbler to use now.]

No, Storybrooke might now, but there were a few dangerous creatures that would eat us back in the Enchanted Forest. A few of them were made by people we both know.

[How many cursed people had Gold, Regina and Maleficent made over the years? David wasn't sure there was an actual tally anymore.]

A year? That doesn't make any sense. I just saw you yesterday.

[Yeah, he's not going to touch that statement, too much potential for it to get into a mud-slinging match and he'd rather not ruin his mood with that.]

That's the funny thing about this place. People are capable of coming here from various different points in time. When you arrive, time is frozen back where you come from. When you return, it picks right back up where you left off. I've experienced it twice, that going back and returning bit.

[And he locates the tumblers he'd been looking for, he picks one of them up and heads back around to the public area of the counter. David may notice the lack of cane, not to mention the lack of any limp as he walks to set both bottle and glass on the bar top not too far from the prince.]

So humor me, have you been to Neverland yet?

[He opens the bottle as he asks the question, moving to pour a finger of whisky into the glass.]

[But mudslinging's what they do. It's like half in their job descriptions, despite being family now.]

I've heard of worse things. [Part of the joy of being from a land of magic, honestly. This wasn't the most outlandish thing he'd heard.] Do you remember anything that happened to you when you go back home?

[Actually, David does notice the lack of cane and limp, but it's not the first time he's seen Gold like that either. Rumpelstiltskin doesn't always play by the same rules as everyone else, even when working with others.]

No, we were on Hook's ship out of Storybrooke before I wound up here. Which, I'm still not sure how it happened.

[Well, now at least he knows what point the man is from timeline was. The same as he when he had originally arrived in this city.]

No, you don't. It's as if you've never departed for this city in the first place. I was on the Jolly Roger when I first was brought here, when I was sent back that first time, I went right back to the second I'd been taken, no memory of ever having left the ship at all.

[He took a small sip at the memory of just when he'd been brought back and turned his mind to the mystery of their being here in the first place.]

Surprised you're not blaming me for that. [He murmured quietly.} Of course if you did, I'd have to set you straight. I'm not responsible, in fact our esteemed hosts are even more powerful than I am. No one really knows how people are ripped from their worlds to be placed upon that train that brings you to the city. We do know that it's a one way trip unless the city decides itself to send you back home.

[But as is obvious, just because one is sent home, doesn't mean they stay home.]

She strode into the bar, seeming annoyed and irritable. She turned towards the voice and strode over to him. She wore the uniform of the Hawks back home - chain mail shirt over leather armor, padding under her pants, sturdy boots, tabard with a hawk in flight. She also wore an insanely expensive looking gem encrusted bracer, a small dragon like thing around her shoulders, a dagger on either hip, and a ticked off expression. On one cheek she had the tattoo of a flower, small and delicate. She rested back on her heels, hands resting on the pommels of her daggers.

"Do you need assistance?" her tone could have suited well to a cop or a guard of some sort.

He'd know the walk of a warrior anywhere. Though she might not carry a sword like he had back in the Enchanted Forest, she walked like the many guards and knights he'd fought beside. The armor really sealed it for him though.

"Just wondering who's in charge around here if I want a drink. I haven't seen anyone in here since I arrived."

"Maybe this is the city's plan to keep us sober," she said dryly. "Might be a good idea." Of course, if she really thought it was, she never would have come in. "Could also be a test, watch to see who tries to steal when there is no one to watch them. Problem is, without proper signage, you don't even know how much to pay."

Not that she ever had coin to spare. She was still trying to set up work here, but her stomach was growling more and more often. She was living on pity from strangers like she was 13 again, doing the odd job here or there for a meal while she waited to hear back about hiring on to work a beat, uphold laws, protect the people.

Her stomach growled loudly, as if to emphasize her mental point. She scowled at it.

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"As far as I can tell, nothing around here costs money. I've seen a few people walk into stores and take things off the shelf and walk out. No one blinked." Which was just strange in his book.

Yes, he was "Prince Charming", but that didn't stop him from paying for the things he needed, both back in the Enchanted Forest and back in Storybrooke.

He slid behind the bar, digging around until he found two bottles of beer. He opened them both and gave one to the young woman before looking around more. "Well, if this is a bar. There's gotta be a kitchen somewhere. I haven't seen one yet that didn't offer some sort of food, however questionable the quality."

"Things have to cost money," she said, not taking the beer, though she was sorely tempted. "Just because no one stops a thief, it does not make what he does legal. Or she."

She considered. "There also could be something you missed. If this were like a fief, the people you saw could belong to the leader. What they can do because anyone is afraid to tick him or her off, you could not do."

And her? In Nightshade or Tiamaris, she probably could do the same, walk into a shop, take whatever she wanted and leave. However the only way she could see herself doing that is if the thing she took was a person, not a thing. She would walk in, take a child out of a bad situation, and deal with the consequences later. She took a corpse that way soon after Nightshade marked her, after all.

But an item? Something just for greed? No... she might have a lot of wants, but she was legal now, she was on the right side of the law. She never wanted to return to being the penniless orphan who stole to survive.

Regretfully, she pushed the beer aside and put her head on her arms. She wanted it, she wanted food...

but her days of being a thief were over. And if she slid once, it would be too easy to do things in this strange place that...

Not that would make it hard to see herself in a mirror. The Gods knew how rarely her mirror actually showed her her own face. Especially before work. But... the faces she did see most often there. Marcus. Marin. She couldn't stand to see how they might look at her.

And she couldn't stand the fact that Ybelline would understand, and that she would crave that understanding and acceptance.

No. She would starve before she would become that again.

Just... don't ask her what would happen if a child's life hung in the balance.

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March Test Drive!

David Nolan/Prince Charming | Once Upon A Time (End of Season 2)

Have a grandson

Well, not the first person I was expecting!

Oh? I hope I'm not intruding then.

Never! Charming is always happy to see Henry!

have only watched s1, hope this is alright?

You've given me Snow. Who am I to complain?

you're giving snow her charming, so it works out a little

Best couple is best.

They really are.

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My OUAT character is Bae, thus would not work, but I think he and Kaylin could be fun!

David isn't against meeting new people

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