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sᴀʙᴇʀ ♔ ᴀʀᴛᴜʀɪᴀ ᴘᴇɴᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ([personal profile] pendragon) wrote in [community profile] starfishbucks2013-06-13 12:18 am

originally done by [personal profile] asea.

Test Drive Meme
Exactly what it says on the tin.

First brush up on some of the general rules outlined here first, then:

1) Labeling the subject with your character's name and canon is up to you, but would make recognition easier.
2) Do go ahead and tag out! The purpose of this mingle post is to get everyone cozy with the setting and the playerbase.
3) If you're up for it, make a reservation. Applications open on the 22nd!

Some prompts if you'd like a boost (the first chunk is lifted from the applications page, bless the mods):

A) A new curse has settled upon the city of Vatheon: Suddenly you character realizes they are unable to lie for the duration of a week.
B) What is this? Is that rain? How nice-- wait a minute, is it raining rubber duckies? Seriously?
C) Suddenly, by the force of Vatheon, an over zealous npc, or even your character's friends playing a joke, your character suddenly finds themselves wearing clothes they otherwise would never wear.
D) The city of Vatheon is under attack (again). Giant sea-creatures are wrecking the city (again). Time to prepare for battle.
E) A new plot development has happened and your character has decided to get some more information from one of the NPCs.

F) Whatever the heck your beautiful heart desires
r4d1c4l_kn1ght: (hot diggity foot kicky)

[personal profile] r4d1c4l_kn1ght 2013-06-26 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Latula cranes her head back, peering up at Kurloz.]

Hey, Stitches. I don't remember seein' you last night. [There's a pause, and then she snickers, mostly to herself. Scratching at the back of her head, she shrugs sheepishly.] Though to be honest, I don't remember much from last night.

[His bow makes her grin. Maybe it's sort of a dickish move, but it's amusing to the Knight.]

If I'd known all it takes to get some respect is to put on lots of frills, I woulda done this sweeps ago! [It's not even a good lie, but that doesn't stop her from playing it up, and she leans back on her hands, feet splayed out in front of her.]

So, don't suppose you've got any idea what got me here, or whose this is? [Pause.] Is it yours? This lace is just your style.