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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, as well as the weekly updates to make sure you have all your ducks in a row.
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, as well as the weekly updates to make sure you have all your ducks in a row.
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Several emotions flash, one after the other, at Gilbert's provocation: desire, guilt, affection, sadness at separation. Trism, in other words.
"I doubt you could cure that. I've been trying for some time."
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It's Gilbert's turn to stiffen, then, freezing against Liir's shoulder for a split-second before he sits up and edges away. The wash of empathic sensation coming off the boy he'd intended to tease is more and different than he'd expected. It stretches out towards something absent, too distant to identify.
It is all far too familiar, and it rather ruins his plan to tweak Liir's nerves with his powers. Instead, he stands, brushing off his pantlegs while watching him with a small, stung frown.
"It's what I do, after all." He's not bothering to retrieve the book he's left lying where he was crouched a moment ago. The library can count it as missing, for all he cares. "Some other time, though. I believe I've had enough Bible study for today."
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"I might take you up on that someday. When there's absolutely nothing I need to worry about." Which is never.