Test Drive 17

[sixthiteration]

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→ Holds and applications are always open. Holds are required for all applications.

→ Choose one of the scenarios below or make up your own. Feel free to try multiple scenarios.

→ Write LOGS or TEXT prompts, or both.

→ THERE ARE ONLY THREE RULES FOR THE TDM:

1. It has to take place in the 6I universe.
2. It cannot be the character's arrival into the game.
3. Please only test new characters who do not have a version in the game. Our cast list is here.

→ TDM threads cannot be used to meet AC, but if the character is accepted into the game and both players agree, you may keep the CR.

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Prompts

It's springtime in your brand-new home, villagers! Many exciting new experiences await you, although you might want to take care; not all are for the faint of heart.

1. NEW FRIENDS - Congratulations, you are now the lucky recipient of the undying love and devotion of your very own CROC-DOG. Maybe you fed it, or maybe you just didn't run away screaming when you saw it. Regardless, it's your buddy now through thick and thin. Constantly. Everywhere. All the time. We hope you're up for some companionship!


2. LET YOUR EENT SHINE DOWN - You've come across a SHINE BIRD. You heard its call. Now you can expect an hour's worth of sudden, intense increase in one of four emotions: Joy, sorrow, rage or loneliness. It's entirely possible you'll be apologizing to some people tomorrow.


3. SPRING IN SPRING - Hey look, it's everybody's favorite prompt: It's warm enough now that it's not completely crazy to go have a dip in the HOT SPRINGS. Naked. And then accidentally get caught.


4. WILDCARD - Choose your own adventure. Maybe play powers roulette.

Texts

All characters are fitted with a smart watch-like device on their left wrist, which they can use to send text messages to other villagers.

- Texts may only be 140 characters long
- No video or voice, text only
- No usernames, everyone is listed by their name

Please list your CHARACTER NAME, CANON & PROMPT in your SUBJECT LINE.

Comments

[tooktheblack]

"Jon Snow," he offered in kind. He didn't know Helios, at all, but possibly it was some lord from Braavos or across the Narrow Sea. Of course, in this place, it was more likely she was from some place he'd never heard of at all.

"Are you afraid because you don't have men loyal to you that surround you? No soldiers to protect you?"

[pharmakis]

She wanted to retort that she wasn't afraid, as true fear was something she had felt once in her life. But what was that fear boiled down to but death? She was more likely to face it now, mortal and powerless.

His question is enough to make het chuckle. Soldiers? Who would be inspired enough to see her as they served the Olympians? "I lived alone, no soldiers or servants. All I had was magic...but my spells have not worked since I arrived."

[tooktheblack]

Magic. Jon only knew of one person with magic, Stannis' Red Woman, and he hadn't trusted it at all. There was some magic spoken of as far as Daenerys Targaryen was concerned but as he hadn't met the woman, he couldn't speak to it. He could only speak to what he knew and none of it was good. Still. This woman didn't seem like the priestess.

"Magic. Do you use the blood of innocents to work this magic? That is how it works in Westeros."

[pharmakis]

His reaction is the sort she has seen before. It wasn't the fear that her father had displayed or the open disgust others might have. It was unknown that often bred hatred. His disgust was rooted in something else, a familiarity that was foreign to her. Only her siblings had been witches, then the children they bore, if they had the tenacity for it. Magic existed in his world as well.

She shook her head, trying not to laugh at the idea. "Magic is largely will and herbs. I use plants to create potions and speak a word of power. That's all." If her will faltered, the spell would fail, but that wasn't necessary to say. Her pride, what little there was, didn't want her to share that much.

[tooktheblack]

"The only magic I know of is from a red woman who used to use blood and spells to kill others," Jon said, still slightly wary of this woman. Still, if all she did was use herbs that was a lot different than Melisandre. He didn't want to pass judgment just yet.

"We do not know much of magic here. It is a different world."

[pharmakis]

"I have never killed anyone." But she couldn't claim to be completely innocent either. She had changed someone into a monster out of jealousy, and all the men Scylla killed were on her hands. It wasn't her magic that did that, it was her own foolishness.

"Perhaps we are all in exile? Pulled from our world's for one reason or another."

[tooktheblack]

"I haven't been able to discover the reason for it and I have been here nigh upon two years now," Jon explained. "We mostly help one another here, though, so if we are all exiles it seems that we are good people in spite of it. There has not been anyone to come here and do harm to others."

If there had been, Jon would have been among the first to stop them. As it was, it seemed that they were pitted against this world itself and not one another.

"If you are skilled in herbs, that will help many of us. There isn't much medicine here."

[pharmakis]

"Two years?" It didn't seem like very much for her, but time moved forward in a blink. For someone who wore the years heavily, it could feel like a strain, pulling the life from them. She was mortal now, would it feel that way for her now? Would she feel her skin loosen and fall away from her bone?

But it wasn't something she wanted to think about. There was pleasant company behind her and the trees were comforting above her. It wasn't her island, but this place could be warm if she grew used to it.

"This is a community then? A true village?" Mortals fought and bickered, but they weren't nearly as cruel as gods. If there was delight in their suffering, it wasn't as open or sought after as her family often did.

"I will need to familiarize myself with the ones in this forest. I know a few now after testing them, but they're strange to me. I will have to make a garden, if I could enlist your help. Making the fence will be a bit difficult."