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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!

Old Officials
There's a business that is desperately wishing the older members of their workforce would bow out. They've been sitting on death's door for so long and are doing little to help the company. The younger managers only want to step up and take their place! Help convince these ancient businessmen to step down.
A celebration for peanuts is sweeping through the city. Peanut butter, peanut cookies, even just plain peanuts are being sold, thrown, and praised all over. It's your job to help spread the peanut love, either by helping to make the tasty treats or by buying more peanuts from the next town over.
Oddly enough, a request has come in from a quail, of all creatures. It thinks very highly of itself and knows that it's super mega important, but it has such a hard time being anything but quiet. Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to draw attention to this quail - make it stand out like not other quail has done before.
A rowdy motorcycle gang has been plaguing the streets for a few weeks. Every night, at midnight, they make their engines roar out in unison, waking everybody in town. The riders themselves are good guys, they just have this one nasty habit that they refuse to give up because it pays tribute to their patron god. Do you have the heart to get them to quiet down?
The newest tourist stop is a large casino. It's said that everyone who enters the casino has their luck stolen from them at the door. That might just be silly superstitions and bad gamblers talking, but there is definitely an ayakashi there who seems to feed on people's luck. Maybe that's what's causing everyone to lose so much.

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Have fun!
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[Look, that theory was introduced a good 40 years or so after he died, he gets a pass on not knowing everything.]
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[Sigh. He's run into a few that don't know things that he does, and the tech here is literal centuries behind what he's used to, so he's gotten over most of his disbelief. Still. He hasn't yet encountered someone who doesn't know what an allergy is.]
It's a severe immune system reaction to something minor, such as foods or medicines. Peanuts are a fairly common allergen and a reaction can cause hives and rash, or even the throat to swell shut.
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Thank you.
[He looks around at the crowd, where no one seems to be choking or anything.]
...These sorts of events are usually fairly universally known within the neighborhood or village that hosts them. I think if someone did have an allergy like that, they'd likely have had plenty of warning to stay home or find something to do in another part of town today.
[He's quiet for a short beat, then adds:]
They all look like they're enjoying themselves.
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You're welcome.
[They do indeed look like they're enjoying themselves. Harmless fun.]
Or, at least they'd know better than to eat anything.
[He glances over at Hijikata.]
If you'd like to join them, we certainly don't have to stand around like wallflowers.
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[At that suggestion, he glances around again, feeling... oddly self-conscious.]
I'm a little out of practice with fun.
[If he was ever any good at it in the first place.]
[...Then again, he doesn't have a war to fight anymore. The fate of a country and the lives of his men aren't the weight on his heart that they used to be, so is there really any harm in letting himself relax once in a while now?]
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[Humans, most humanoids in fact, do better with downtime--recreation. Ways to engage the imagination in something that is not expected to have a functional output.
Julian plays darts with Miles and participates in historical reenactments in the holosuite, reads books and discusses them with Garak. Obviously he can do neither here, but.]
This might not be your cup of tea, so to speak, but finding something else to occupy your time when we don't have to be 'on duty' is helpful. Relieves stress and all.
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Relieving stress is what these are for.
[He raises the hand with the cigarette in it, but as he takes a drag, he thinks about how he used to spend what free time he did have. With Souji, and that's still an option, but not in the same way as before, not with Souji as a shinki. Playing go, sometimes. Writing his poetry.]
[Mostly, though...]
...I don't mind playing the "wallflower", sometimes. It's not so bad getting to see everyone else having a good time.
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Speaking of cigarettes, those are absolutely god awful for you. I wasn't going to say anything, because honestly I'm not sure how it works out with...everything.
[He makes a circular waving motion with his hand, meaning...well, gods, shinki, the afterlife, et cetera. He doesn't have enough data to work with.]
People watching is a legitimate hobby, but sometimes it's a good exercise to participate yourself.
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[It would be, because... y'know. The 19th century.]
[He looks at the cigarette for a second, then shrugs and goes on smoking it.]
Wasn't too likely to die an old man, anyway, though. And I don't think it's going to do much to a god.
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[Oh no, he's about to go off--Julian knows he can be a bit of a motormouth, but he doesn't quite have the self-awareness to realize that when it's actually happening...]
With the, you know--well, okay, you don't--the emphysema, cancer, increased risk of heart disease, stroke, asthma, even blindness...well, it didn't seem quite so worth it to a lot of the population.
[Julian. Julian, that's too much information. Julian stop oh my god you just met the guy.]
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I smoked a pipe from the time I was... probably fourteen or fifteen. It never hurt me, or anyone else I knew who smoked.
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It's possible that pipe tobacco doesn't have quite the same negative effects.
[Honestly, he hasn't seen much science about it. He wasn't joking when he said almost no one smoked anymore.]
Particulate matter in the lungs is rarely anything but trouble, though.
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[He tilts his head a little, examining the cigarette.]
It's not the paper that's the problem, is it? I roll these myself, same sort of tobacco I used to use with the pipe. Or as close as I can get here, anyway.
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[Though, he thinks that might be a little later on.]
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I'm probably getting something fairly uncut to begin with -- I don't like the smell of most of the modern cigarettes, it doesn't seem quite right somehow. But I'll discuss it with the tobacconist next time I stop in.
[He pauses, then adds:]
Could switch back to the pipe, I suppose. There's got to be somewhere I could buy one.