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TEST DRIVE # 07



Whether you're trying to figure out how your character would fare in this setting, trying to get some samples together, or just dipping your toes in the water, you've come to the right place! The Test Drive is here to make your life easy by letting you see what the game is like without actually joining it first. So here is how it works:

1: Post a starter with your character, including whether they are a god or shinki in the subject line.
2: Act like your character is established enough in the setting to allow your thread to go places.
3: Take on any god/shinki of your choosing, as long as they're not already in the game!
4: Comment around to the other people on the meme.
5: Have lots of fun!

To get you started, here are some ideas for thread-starters! Feel free to come up with your own ideas if these don't strike your fancy, though.



Echoing Endlessly

Many people in the area are complaining about a strange echo following them around. It never seems to go away and, in fact, collects more and more echoes with each passing moment, creating a cacophony of sound. There have been reports of a few people slowly going crazy because of this echoing. It's your job to find what's causing it and put an end to the echoes!

French Frenzy

The new craze has swept over the city! Everything French is so in right now, and everyone wants something newer and Frenchier to make them stand out from the crowd. Just your luck, you happen to have something very French you can peddle - or maybe you can convince someone just how French your very Japanese things are!

Gateway Guardians

A very strange old shinki has left you with a very simple request: guard this door and don't let anyone through. It looks like a totally normal door on a totally normal house! You might be curious to peek through it, but it's locked and you were told not to go through yourself either...

Helping Hands

There's an ayakashi roaming around that is literally just hundreds of hands that randomly grab people and things and move them around before disappearing. The odd thing is that they are... actually doing good things? Maybe it's a scheme to suck people into a plagued afterlife without being caught, or maybe they just really want to help people out.

Irksome Illusions

There's a certain street in the downtown area that has some of the craziest rumors being spread about it. Apparently going down this street will just bring you back to the entrance, but when you turn around to head back you'll only find yourself at the entrance again. Moreover, there are a lot of creepy things that whisper and appear as you walk, more with each turn you make...



If you're uncertain about anything, feel free to check out the Premise, Rules, and FAQ posts. And don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have on the FAQ!
When and if you're ready to join the game, check out the Taken Characters before throwing in a Reserve and starting on your Application
Have fun!

Comments

King | One-Punch Man | God

[kingengine]

Gateway Guardians
[This sounded like a simple job on paper. Something he would take on back home for how not-dangerous it sounded, but with the added bonus of it looking like he was humble enough of an S-Class hero to take on small-time jobs and garner more praise and reputation from civilians and lower-class heroes.

Anyone that tries to approach the door will come across him standing as tall and silently brooding as possible. Arms crossed, face sour. They will hear a peculiar rumbling sound that's actually his heartbeat but is so outrageously loud it sounds supernaturally frightening--and maybe it was, now that he was technically a god? Either way, if his intimidation techniques don't work and someone tries to get past, they will find he is quite a pushover, even as a god.]


Irksome Illusions
[He hadn't come to this street on purpose. Well, he had, he was heading somewhere and this street was part of the route, but he hadn't come to this street for the purpose of solving the mystery. In fact, he had somehow entirely missed the memo about this street being haunted. If he had gotten that memo he would have avoided it entirely.

At first he's lost in a street that seems to never end, mysterious voices whispering incomprehensibly, making him more and more freaked out. He finally reaches his limit and starts running, trailing sweat and maybe a tear or two as he sprints in terror--

--then suddenly he's barreling out where he had entered. He is so startled to be out in the familiar open he trips and falls into a crouch, hands bracing him down on the ground as he pants heavily. He sees a pair of feet appear before him, and realizing there's a witness, he composes himself enough to stand up almost nonchalantly. He wipes the sweat off his face, but in a way he hopes looked more manly than anything, like he is just taking a break from fighting whatever was causing this illusion.

He warns you:] I would recommend not going down that street.

Gateway Gaurdians

[mybadhabit]

[People Sonic expected to show up from his world: not this guy. Everyone knows motherfucking King, his face is practically plastered all over and his shitty merchandise is in almost every shop. He'd been so glad to be away from the Hero Association's relentless advertising, and now the asshole had the gall to show up here?]

[U g h]

[He doesn't care much about what's behind the door, but maybe if he sneers disdainfully at King enough, he'll provoke a fight out of him. The guy's bulky enough that he could be interesting, anyway]

[kingengine]

[He doesn't recognize him from neither back home nor from his time so far here. All King knows is some man that looks like maybe a ninja, maybe a street performer, maybe both, sizing him up. He figures Sonic just wants to get through the door, very badly, if the violent intent coming off him was any indication. What WAS behind this door to make a guy like this come for it??

King's heart beats louder, rumbling like an earthquake. He tries to square his shoulders more, suck in his gut harder, deadens his eyes more to both hide the growing panic and hopefully intimidate this stranger into leaving.]

[mybadhabit]

[Sonic arches an eyebrow at the display, putting one hand on his hip and cocking it to the side. Someone certainly is trying to LOOK threatening, that's for sure. Too bad it doesn't work]

What, are you going to crack your knuckles at me next? Oooh, so big and scary, I'm shaking in my boots. [He rolls his eyes] I bet you're not half as tough as you want me to think.

[kingengine]

[He resists the urge to swallow noticeably hard, but the King Engine was rumbling harder now. Once in awhile he came across someone not entirely affected by his bluffs, but if he could fool S-Class heroes, he surely could this punk. Maybe. Hopefully. He was freaking out on the inside.

Outside, he shows no reaction to Sonic's taunts. It helps to have no self-confidence at all, so you don't actually get offended by things like that. Done right, it makes you look super-confident.]

What you think about me doesn't change what I am.

[mybadhabit]

That's true, but with all the hype surrounding you, I really have to wonder if you're worth testing my skills on, [he drops his chin, a wide, toothy grin splitting his face as he lowers his voice] Hero King.

[kingengine]

[Well, shit. This guy was from his world and knew his rep and seemed more interested than scared of it. Just his damned luck. Guarding a door was supposed to be a simple task!]

You're not worth fighting.

[He said after a pause, as if he had assessed Sonic's abilities by sight, but really, he was thinking, "Because I don't want to get beat up."]

[mybadhabit]

Oh, is that so? [Sonic's eyebrows go up in surprise, and he cocks his hips to the side] Well, I guess I've been left with no choice.

[He turns as if he's going to leave, then pulls out a pair of shuriken, throwing them in King's direction] I'll just have to force you to fight me! Exploding shuriken!

Shuriken already Sonic? How forward.

[kingengine]

Ngh!

[Now, King isn't very fast with battle-ready reflexes, but he does have constantly-on-edge-of-panic reflexes that come through every once in awhile and at the sudden movement he took a step back--

--stepped on the stoop leading up to the door wrong--

--rolled his ankle--

--and topples down to the ground (perhaps hopefully looking like he had artfully dodged them to some eyes).

The shuriken buried themselves into the very door he was meant to be guarding and do as they were supposed to: explode. He stares at the splintered wood from over his shoulder as it slowly fell apart, his heart racing even faster than before as a cacophony of noises began behind the collapsing entrance, getting closer. Okay, so the door was holding something back. This was no good.]

Oh...

Gateway Guardians

[shigeo]

[The noise is unnaturally loud, and it's actually that "King Engine" that piques Mob's interest the most. He approaches, looking up at King. He seemed really tall and intimidating, but he wasn't actually doing anything, so Mob just stared back at him before glancing at the door.]

What's in there?

[kingengine]

[He watches the kid approach, heart rate only increasing slightly. Mob didn't seem a threat, but King's still on guard. After all, back home, Child Emperor didn't look like a threat, either, until he was one.]

A mystery.

[An answer that would sound wishy-washy if he hadn't delivered it in a deadpan tone and not backed by the King Engine.]

[shigeo]

Are you a Shinki or a God on a job?

[kingengine]

A god.

[Any time he says that outloud he laughs inside.]

[shigeo]

[Mob hesitates a little, but he'll speak up...]

I'm Mob. I'm a God, too.

Do you need any help?

[kingengine]

[He sees the slight hesitation and it calms him just a little. Someone afraid of him means he's just that much safer.

He considers the proposal. He usually doesn't team up because it means more chance of someone seeing him being a fraud, but this was just guarding a door. Surely, things would be fine. And if things got weird, hopefully this fellow god was powerful enough.]

It's been quiet. But if you have nothing better to do, you can.

[shigeo]

[Mob's just a helpful sort, really. He'll take his backpack off and sit down, next to him.]

Who gave you the job here? Was it a prayer?

[kingengine]

An old shinki asked me to do it. Maybe it was a prayer his god couldn't fulfill.

[Man, he wanted to sit down. He sat playing video games more than he stood pretending to be a heroic figure and it was starting to wear him out.]

[scrap_metal]

Why? Is there something dangerous going on? [ Genos eyes shine and change shape as he scans the area, but he can't pick up anything. Sadly, his scanners weren't made with supernatural in mind, and are useless in most of the situations. He takes a glance at the big guy next to him. Looks like whatever is there wasn't easy to fight off. ]

[kingengine]

[He had to do a double-take as Genos spoke, realizing he was looking at a familiar face. Naturally, he couldn't find the wherewithal to let Genos know he knew him from what was essentially another life, but he felt relief wash over him (King knows just how strong he is) and he gave him a slight, familiar half-smile.

However, innately knowing he was a shinki, King also knows that means Genos doesn't remember him nor his secret. He's torn between being the coward he truly was and pretending to be the big, stoic hero. So...he just does something in between and casual.]

Maybe. Something trapped me in there and I heard whispers. We should go find someone to take care of it.

[scrap_metal]

[ Genos taps his chin. Whispers are new, but hey, ayakashi cause all those strange phenomena, why not whispers? ]

You're a god, right? [ Mostly a guess, but with time he learned to better spot the difference. ] Is your shinki somewhere nearby?

[ He's not moving away from here, quite the opposite as he makes few steps towards the entrance. ]

[kingengine]

[When Genos had made the steps toward the entrance King had been taking steps away. He stops only a couple steps in with a sigh and turns to face him again, sweat starting to bead on his temples.]

I don't really . . . y'know, have one. Yet.

[That was oddly embarrassing to say!!]

[scrap_metal]

[ Well, that could be a problem. Without commenting on it, Genos just takes his phone and calls his god. No one is answering the call, so he's left with leaving the message. ]

I require assistance. I'm investigating possible ayakashi infestation [ Obviously, as he can't really kill ayakashi on his own. He then proceeds to give the address and directions to this weird street, and disconnects ]

My god should be here soon. [ He turns to King. Is he... further away than he originally was?. ] Until then it's best to gather as much information as possible.

[kingengine]

[No...absolutely not. It's just an optical illusion, Genos...]

Ah, did you just call Saitama?

[He sounds very, very hopeful. Genos was strong, but Saitama was Saitama. He tries to smile nonchalantly, but had a hint of nerves.] Maybe we should just wait for him to show up? Don't, uh, don't want him to feel left out.

[scrap_metal]

Correct. [ Genos raises his eyebrow. Really, he need to have a talk with certain someone, there are way too many people he never met, that know about him, because someone can't shut up about him on network. Anyway, time for introduction so he puffs up a bit. ] I'm Genos, shinki to slavic god of hospitality, Radegast.

He will arrive when the time is right. [ Which translates into who-knows-when, really. It's still Saitama after all. ] That's enough time to identify the threat. [ he keeps assessing King, but he still is under the impression of big-strong-guy he gives off ] What's your name?

[kingengine]

Yeah, I know he will. [Boy, does he know. But maybe if he delays entering the street just a bit longer he'll show up sooner than later!!]

King. You can call me King.