rubycity_ooc | April Test Drive

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April 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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[The tall man that steps off the train may look at the station as if he has no clue where he is or how he got here (this would be a correct observation) but he doesn't seem to mind much. He feels alive, the thrill of hunt and battle still running hotly in his veins, blood covering him all over, adding a red sheen to the silver star on his breastplate.

So instead of lingering, he walks down the platform and into the city, past the signs, in search of the next battle. Or at least the rest of his party. Either or. The sword that he sheathes as he walks is the only thing on him that has been cleaned of blood, and really, he couldn't care less.

His strides are long and vibrant, and the only reason why he doesn't call out for friend and enemy is that orcs know how to do ambushes and he'd rather not die by an arrow from a hidden bow. But he still grins. A couple more days before they have to return and do politics again, and he bets that this apparently abandoned Sindarin city holds at least a few orcs' nests.

Celegorm is hunting alone now, and that means a state of mind that is very different from dealing with groups in battle or hunt. A lot more instinctive and feral, paying a lot less attention to details that don't directly relate to the hunt itself. It's a special kind of high, and it is a kind of high that he loves and relishes.]

Edited 2015-04-09 19:22 (UTC)

(ooc: good with prose or brackets, defaults to present tense.)

arrival:

The woman who steps off the strange, metal carriage is not, in fact, dressed as a proper lady of her era and status should be. Instead of a fancy gown and corset (which she has vowed to never wear again), her slim frame is concealed beneath men's clothing: shirt, trousers, a rather disreputable jacket and tricorn hat, and boots that have likewise seen better days. There's also a baldric slung across her torso, at the end of which hangs a properly sheathed sword.

From the look on her face, this is not where she expected to be.

"... There had best be a good explanation for this."

black stallion:

[ Events like this call for something stronger than water. Not rum, that would only bring Jack down on her head (because somehow, no matter where either of them happen to be, the moment rum is introduced into a situation, so is he), but something near that strength. Finding out one is effectively stranded on yet another island calls for a hell of a lot of alcohol.

Even if she has to fetch it herself.

Liz gives up after ten minutes of waiting for service, and hopes over the counter to start reading bottle labels in hopes of finding something decent. ]

wildcard:

[ choose your own adventure with the future pirate king. ]

Edited 2015-04-09 16:07 (UTC)

[James had been sitting in one of the corner tables having helped himself to a small bottle of wine. He was dressed in his fading blue admiral uniform, but unlike before he appeared to be at ease and not drowning himself in the alcohol or launching a bar fight he couldn't handle. He was behaving and not over indulging himself with the drink like he had used to. In fact, it was rare for him to even drink these days.

At first he thought his eyes were deceiving him when he saw Elizabeth enter the bar. She had been so against to the presence of rum. He was quite disappointed to see her in the usual men's clothing she now wore instead of the pretty dresses she once wore. Then that was a thing in the past. Both had gone their separate ways. He had with held from approaching her or saying anything until he was sure it was Miss Swann. He took a drink of his wine before he allowed himself to speak.]

Out of all the places I expected to ever find you...the Black Stallion was not one of them.

Option 8-1, maybe a bit of 4

[Elsa decided against using the watch until she could get a better sense of her surroundings, In hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea to stop so abruptly in the middle of the street, but Elsa's heels just aren't doing very well on the cobblestones.]

[Luckily for her, turning heels into something more sensible is an easy fix - a quick wave of the hand and a mental image of more comfortable shoes should do it. Elsa forgets, for once, to check her surroundings before making the wardrobe adjustment - it's amazing what a year outside of self-imposed isolation will do.]

There. Much better.

[It would be quite easy for someone to have seen her wielding a strange blue energy - just as easy, in fact, as someone accidentally stepping on her cape.]

[Her head lifts up, and she loops very much like a started rabbit for a split second. She remains tense, even once it registers that the woman means her no harm. She looks down after that, her pale hair falling over her shoulder like a veil.

She returns to bandaging the injury, her voice soft.]

It will be alright. In the past I have stepped on sharper things.

"Ah no it's nothing special like that. I'm no one special or anything, so feel free to play whatever you please."

Really Sam was not entirely certain who this was, or why he felt like he had to treat the situation as if Sam were someone of royalty. Setting the pack he was carrying down Sam took a seat to rest his feet for a bit.

"That is unless you happen to know any songs from the shire? I'd be mighty grateful if you did."

[ While walking back from one of Ruby City's stores, he notices the girl on the sidewalk inspecting her foot. He slows down as she rips her dress and tucks his tongue. Peeta puts aside his grocery bag, setting it on the curb as he walks over to her. ]

How did that happen? [ He asks, kneeling down beside her with plain concern on his face. Looking up, he motions to her bleeding foot. ]

May I?

Samwise Gamgee at yer service. It would be an honor to have you walk with me, though I'm afraid I'm not quite certain where it is that I'm walkin' to.

[A real life elf wanting to walk with him, there was a time when this was all that Sam had dreamed of. Then things had changed quite a bit and many of his dreams had come true. Straightening himself up a bit he scratches the back of his head realizing how foolish that probably sounded.]

Is there somewhere you were heading I could escort you to?

[She looks up, much like a surprised animal, when he kneels next to her. For a moment her voice gets caught in her throat, unsure how to answer.

Outside of her family, and perhaps Amir and his, Serenity isn't very good with people. She's frightened of most really, and if she were to be honest it was only after years of interacting with Amir that lead to her feeling comfortable around him.

Still, she can't stay quiet, so she looks down. Hair automatically falling in her face as she busies herself with finishing tying the fabric.]

Glass. It's alright, I made sure there was no glass caught inside the cut.

Sam scrambled a little to the side as well, keeping from falling on rear barely though the pots on his bag clanked quite a bit. Straightening himself up a bit he looked up at the elf, well she wasn't quite what he had seen before but really Sam didn't know too much about the elves.

"No, no harm done at all. Forgive me for not realizing you were distracted."

[ Frowning and pulling his hand away with a little clench of his fingers. He can tell she doesn't want help and respects that. But-- still. ]

You weren't wearing shoes or anything?

No. [She lifts her head again, blinking wide eyes.] I only wear shoes during the winter months. It was warm before I woke up on that monster.

[The monster being the train.]

"On the contrary, Master" Maglor smiles at him, hands idly pulling notes from the strings. "All of Middle-earth has cause to be greatful to you. And as it happens, aye, I do! I learnt this in the Inn in Michael Delving, not that long ago, by my reckoning!"

Whistle or wassail about town,
Got any apples? Throw them down!
Cups white, ale brown,
Barrels made of ivy tree,
Come all you lads and drink with me.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
Half a peck will serve us all;
If you’ll buy eggs, we’ll buy flour
And we’ll have a pudding
As big as a tower!

Well met, Samwise. And that's more than alright, I was simply taking a walk myself. It does some good just to walk about sometimes.

[A light musical little laugh and she shakes her head.]

Do not worry for that. We can simply walk, it may help you learn your way around.

[ somewhere on the streets is a lost girl in a frilly, cute sailor collar dress with copious amounts of tulle underneath the skirt. She has on a huge beach hat but suddenly the weather gets all wild and the wind picks up and there goes the girl's hat! ]

Uwaa! My hat!

[ Watch ]

You realize this is completely ridiculous, don't you? [ She's talking into a pocket watch. While that may not seem any stranger than waking up on a train in a strange town to some of you, it's downright weird to Supergirl. When Supergirl thinks you're weird you're definitely doing something wrong. ]

What is this, a steampunk thing? Wonderland? That clock guy? What was he called? Not Calendar Man... Clock King? Seriously, of all the things you could use as a magical communication device, you went with pocket watch?

[ The Park ]

[ The girl who is still disguised as Supergirl can be found stomping around town, trying to convince herself that none of this is real and she's going to wake up any minute now back in her parents' house in Leesburg. She is not going to get any happier as time passes. ]

"No, I should have been more careful." She replied easily, and ducked her head apologetically again. Glancing over him again, once she got over that he was no race she knew, she could take in some more details--He looked ready for a proper journey. His feet were far different than a dwarve's--Though his ears seemed more elven than anything. Odd, and curiosity got the better of her.

"Ser, if I may, what manner of race are you? Ah--Forgive me." Quickly, she bowed down. "My name is Beleth Lavellan, and I apologize if my question bothers."

[There is in fact, someone who is can step on the cape, mostly because she was chasing after such a pretty sight. She gave a soft "oof" as she fell down. She didn't seem perturbed by Elsa' magic, she just was rubbing her legs, having scrapped part of her knee.]

[Chibi Chibi saw the hat and heard the cry before she really saw the face. However, the face when she located the voice made her stand still before she could really go to rescue the hat.

It was Small Lady. Admittedly, the other did not know who she really was, having only met her in her Chibi Chibi form, but just seeing her there? She took a deep breath. Chibiusa was here. She'd have to do everything she could to protect her now, she couldn't let anything happen to Small Lady. Chibi Chibi came closer and grabbed Small Lady's hand.]

[She was a red head, she was kind, she looked... actually pretty royal, but she had her voice and she was not Ariel. He sighed. Still, he crawled into her hand, needing a better view and if she was deceiving him, he would just pinch her nose and scuttle away.

He shook his head at the hurt question. She was asking him rather direct questions. Was she human? She had to be, he supposed, until he found further proof otherwise, which meant, no talking.]

[He doesn't waste any time in guiding her to the nearest doorway. It works as a rudimentary shelter while they think of a better plan.]

The lack of professional meteorology and weather forecasting makes preparing for these situations difficult, I know.

Bae had been walking his puppy, trying it out on his own for the first time, and wound up... well... lost. He knew he could call home for help, but he wanted to try and do it on his own. Papa was busy and Henry already thought badly enough about him.

He wound up at the train station, confused. When he had been here last, it had been pouring rain, and he had been miserable. Seeing it now, it was... familiar, but he didn't recall it exactly.

He saw another boy, and his first instinct was to walk away, before someone got hurt. But then... he remembered the party, and walking the dog with his papa and seeing how people reacted... so... he headed over to the other boy with a smile.

"Hi, Welcome."

[Gumshoe isn't exactly looking for alcohol, but he is definitely parched. So the scruffy detective steps right into the Black Stallion to get something and soon notices the person on the other side of the counter. He smiles absentmindedly as he pulls up a stool near the counter.]

I'll be ready to make an order whenever you're ready, Miss!

Stepping off the train, Martha took a long look around her, and as she did, she felt a prickle on the back of her neck. She glanced behind her again, because that feeling was all too familiar. No one was standing there, of course, but she still felt that someone, or some thing, was watching her. Too bad she didn't have a gun or other weapon on her person right now, because if there was some threat out there, she was quite a bit more vulnerable than she'd have liked.

But rather than standing around, which seemed daft, she decided that heading for the nearest building and finding someone who looked halfway decent and like they knew what was going on was the wiser choice here.

Approaching, she knocked on the door, turned the handle, and stuck her head in. "Hello, anyone here? Sorry about the interruption, but I was wondering if you knew where this is. Those posters back there said something about Ruby City, but where's that even located? What planet is this?" That might raise some eyebrows, asking about specific planets, but there were ways to get answers, and being direct was one of them.

And if there was someone following her, hopefully they hadn't noticed her ducking into whatever operation this was.

Edited 2015-04-12 17:33 (UTC)

[The benefits of being so tall, it's not very hard for him to catch the runaway hat.

After grabbing it from the air he turns his attention to the young girl, offering her a smile as he holds it out to her.]

Here you go, little miss.

[He's briefly struck by the similarity between her and Chibi Chibi.]

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April Test Drive

Celegorm | Silmarillion

elizabeth swann | potc

Black stallion

Elsa | Frozen

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prompt 2

Not too excited I hope.

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Old nursery rhyme, found at http://www.collingsm.freeserve.co.uk/7/12.htm

as excited as Sam's tend to get people, especially the good ones :)

Chibiusa Tsukino | Sailormoon mangaverse | prompt 8-3

Linda Danvers | DC Comics

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Sorry this took so long.

Black Stallion

Martha Jones | Doctor Who | 1 + 8

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