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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

Hello, True Believers!

This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun!


Be sure to read up on all game information and the "!event" tag to make sure you have all your ducks in a row.

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[monstrueuse]

Villager B?

[She laughs. Apparently, something about his comment succeeded in amusing her.]

I don't know. You seem to lack that... je ne sais quoi! Where is your fire? Do you think you have the passion to play Villager B? Convince me!

[sugoooi]

O...of course I can do it! Just give me any prompt--anything at all. I'll show you a stunning performance worthy of Villager B!

[ This. Feels like a phenomenally bad idea. ]

[monstrueuse]

Villager B, Villager B... so, you are willing to take the challenge of Villager B! I will give you your motivation.

[She leans in, suddenly grasping him by the shoulders with great—but not inhuman—strength.]

Villager B! Your village has been razed to the ground, your family murdered, your children's blood flowing through the furrows! I have told you the news! And so, Villager B, what now do you do?

[sugoooi]

[ ...Well that escalated quickly. Two seconds in and his family's been murdered and his whole village burned down. ]

You killed them all off just like that?! [ Wait shoot, he's supposed to be acting here-- ]

I mean--err, w-what are you talking about!! I didn't leave home more than two days ago to sell our wares! How could this happen?! [ He makes a deeper, bellow-y voice for added effect. Sam's struggling here. ]

[monstrueuse]

You do not know what will happen in the madness of the theatre! You must live each moment as if it were life itself, and just as unpredictable and violent and cruel!

[Gilberte has a lot of thoughts about the theatre. Fortunately for Sam, though, she's not so much a critic. What she wants is a performance with spirit. It doesn't have to be—good, necessarily. She seems pleased, clasping her hands together.]

Yes, yes! They've all died! The victims of bandits! What will you do, mon bon villager? Will you seek revenge, or will you die of grief on the spot?

[She's very excited to see what will happen next!]

[sugoooi]

U-uhh...well, in this case a quest of revenge would be the natural course of events--I cannot let this heinous crime go unpunished!! I will become a wandering keeper of the peace! I will not rest until I've brought all bandits to justice!

I will not die here today! [ Because that would be uncool. ] I mean, I don't have any weapons--but I will get some! And then slay the bandits!

2/2 oop

[sugoooi]

[ ....HMMM. Actually. ]

...Am I allowed to do that? Kill them? Or do I have to arrest them.

[monstrueuse]

My little villager, you may do as you wish! This play is led by your passion! Follow it wherever it goes! If it leads you to kill, then kill.

And if the ending is a happy one, or if the ending is a tragedy, that remains to be seen!

But yes, I see that your desire to have your revenge is strongest. Who knows what atrocities the bandits performed before your family was slaughtered! And now they lie unburied in the field where so lately your crops grew tall and strong.

[Gilberte loves making up these awful details.]

keywords might just be relevant

[sugoooi]

What kind of scenario are you imagining here?! I have to bury everyone after they died where we grow our food now too?!?

[ This is just getting worse by the second here oh my god ]

welcome to life with gilberte, sam

[monstrueuse]

Mon cher, I have said your actions are up to you! Your family lies dead along with your village, and you are the only one left alive to bury them! If you do not do it, then who will? Villager B, now you finally know the true horror of life, the crushing weight of despair, for that which you loved most has been destroyed.

But think—it is when one has suffered the greatest agonies that one attains the greatest beauty!

drama life is so much more intense than he imagined....

[sugoooi]

Eugh.... A-alright, alright! I'll bury them! And then I'm going to catch the bandits and rebuild the village! [ Actually, he's pretty sure that if something happened like this for real he would just do the whole despair thing and lie face-down in the dirt. ]

YOU HAVE TO BE INTENSE TO SURVIVE ON STAGE

[monstrueuse]

Far better than letting them rot in the sun!

[She nods her approval.]

So brave, Villager B! And tell me, how are you feeling now, while you dig the pits alone as you bake in the heat of the day, with no one to call out to you save the harsh voices of the crows?

But how—how will you make it through this ordeal... There must be four pits, one for your wife and three for your children! Will... you weep?

SHRIEK

[sugoooi]

Why are you making this so terrible for me?! Of course I weep, everyone's dead but me!! [ WHEEZE. Sam's not sure how this is supposed to convince him to join the drama club at all, holy. ]

[monstrueuse]

Then go on! Weep for me! Weep for the dead, Villager B!

[She leans in, even more intense than before! (If that can be believed...)

She sort of forgot she was supposed to be convincing people to join drama club.]

[sugoooi]

[ HE HASN'T EVEN JOINED YET AND HE'S READY TO RESIGN, this is him shrinking back even more under her overpowering presence. HE ISN'T WORTHY. please don't eat him. ]

I can't just cry out of nowhere...!

[monstrueuse]

[Tragically, Gilberte already considers him a club member! He's doing so well and trying so hard! It's an inspiration.]

But you can! The potential exists within you, you have only to tap it! Observe.

[Gilberte pauses, and within moments, tears are already streaming down her face, and she begins to sob—terrible, wailing sobs of grief.]

[sugoooi]

[ Oh god oh god oh god this is so awkward, Sam knows it's just acting but now there's a giant bawling girl in front of him and it sounds like her grandma's just died or something and he can't handle it. He's not prepared for this level of commitment!! ]

A-a-alright, I get it! I get it, p-please...! I believe you!

[monstrueuse]

[Gilberte stops weeping, though the tears still stand on her face. She stares at him.]

You see...

I can weep at any time, for I have experienced the most agonizing despair! And so, whenever I wish to feel grief, I remember, and I feel that agony all over again! Like mon cher Villager B, I understand the pain of losing everything I hold dear.

Acting is not "fake". True art comes only from genuine, powerful feeling! That is what you must understand...

[sugoooi]

R, right... [ He's not entirely sure what she means by great or absolute despair, and actually he's not sure he wants to--but he does think that she must be really, incredibly passionate about acing. That was super-intense. ]

I don't think I'm cut out to have my whole village die as gruesome as that though.

[monstrueuse]

It is unlikely your village will be slaughtered. I mean to say that if you are playing a role, such as Villager B, remember how you've suffered and worked hard, and you will know how Villager B has suffered. You will know how he acts, because you feel his pain. Most likely he will die, this Villager B.

[She reaches out to touch Sam, to raise his chin, but as soon as she does, she's no longer towering over him. She's still taller, but everything about her is suddenly much less monstrous and more normal. She doesn't seem to mind, however, letting out a laugh.]

Ah, what a dangerous gift you have, mon petit...

[She's one to talk.]

[sugoooi]

[ As her appearance changes he starts a little, confused--but he makes a quick understanding when she speaks and Sam ducks his chin away and pulls back with a very sheepish expression. She might not look upset but he's pretty sure his gift is just about what she's called it for most mutants. ]

S...sorry--I don't know how to stop it. It just happens.

[monstrueuse]

You do not need to say you are sorry! I am an artist, I enjoy difference... To me, the combat is not what is important. I must look like I did when I was young!

[She's talking as if she isn't still a 16 year old. And she looks it, while she's touching him. Which she keeps doing, because it's fun, and she has no sense that it's impolite.]

Poor Villager B! So many mutants would see him as a threat. But not Gilberte.

[sugoooi]

[ When she was young...? She hadn't looked that old before she'd touched him. Or...kept touching him, he supposes. It's a bit strange to have someone actually hold onto him like this and Sam can already feel his face warm a little.

He doesn't usually have girls all over his face and stuff. ]

You're not...upset?

[monstrueuse]

[Of course, when she was young, before the great tragedy occurred! When her heart was light and joy was yet possible!]

Upset? Why would I be? We are all the same. We were all given a great gift.

[She leans in closer, to kiss him on the cheek. As she's French, this is all very normal, of course! She whispers into his ear.]

And your gift does not infringe on mine.

[sugoooi]

[ French and normal or not, Sam is very suddenly forfeiting his role as Villager B to become A Tomato instead as he gapes up at Gilberte and struggles for words.

Th...that was a k...a k-kiss just now!! A real kiss! On the cheek, but still. Wao. ]

U...u-uhhhhhh.....