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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.

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!
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[ He watched the shorter male shuffle out of the way, and he couldn't help but grin towards him. ] Instead of tryin' to hurt the guys, why don't you think about what we can cut out to stop the problem once and for all?
And if you dooooo....
I won't hug you for a whole week!
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[ Ichiru gives him a flat look for that comment. Well most of the time it was better to cut the person rather than cut the objects around them, but obviously they can't have that now can they? Those times were also little accidents so they weren't out of malicious intent. ]
We can cut the motorbikes or slash the tires. In any case there will be some form of injuries. Given the other alternatives are too dangerous or life threatening.
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Hehehe, but you're wrong again! [ And he pointed with his free hand towards the bikes. ] If we cut the engines the bikes will probably hurt the guys. And if we cut the tires, it doesn't so jack for the noise.
[ And he looked down to Ichiru, keeping him from escaping his
chokeholdarm. ] Ya now how you can makes borderlines to keep stuff away from me, or cut ties between people? That kinda stuff is intangible. [ And he gestured with his arm. ]Cut the soundwaves! You can do that, yeah? With a little concentration, Ichiru-chan~ Ichi-chan! My number one dattebayo!
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[ Or he thinks so but whatever. It's not his place to judge. He's got no idea of how this all works out in the long run since h e's fairly new to all of this. It hasn't been that long since he's become a weapon. ]
...
[ Eventually, he'll use enough force to get away from him because remember that word Naruto? -- Personal Space. Give him that. ]
They'll get hurt but they won't die. It's a trade off.
[ He replies frowning. Though, he supposed that's not the best method either. He's also lazy. ]
...Of course I can. What kind of fool do you take me for?
[ Despite being very new to this he's quick at learning everything. ]
This is troublesome but fine-- and it's Ichiru. Please drop the "chan" and Ichi. I don't need ridiculous nicknames from you too.
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[ But besides that. He slides his arm off of the other, before lifting it, opening and closing his hand over and over again, preparing for the steadily familiar feel of having Ichiru in his hand. The sword isn't exactly his weapon, per se, but he knows how to use one at least. Ichiru gives him a workout though. The boy, even if he doesn't say it, seems to demand finesse once he's in the god's hand. But that's fine. Ichiru is sui generis, and he likes that, the fact that such a pretty boy turns into a terrifying weapon. ]
[ Ugh, what is he kidding? This kid is terrifying! Remind him not the sleep with the doors unlocked. Unless he piles into Ichiru's bed like he does from time to time. He just wants to be close. He's a lonely dad! ]
You ready?
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When Naruto finally gives him his space, he starts to brush himself off some as he waits for the other to start getting himself together. It's true though, he's not going to take anything that looks or feels barbaric. At least when it's barbaric, it needs to be with finesse. He didn't want some sloppy sword job.
He should really remember that. The boy is rather terrifying despite his carefree and neutral attitude. Ichiru would just shove him on the floor or leave if he ever does that. He can't get his personal space with this one. GO FIND HIS OWN KIDS DAMN IT. ]
I'm always ready...
[ He gives the other a smirk. ]
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[ And Naruto flicked his wrist, summoning Ichiru into his weapon form. ]
Come to me, Doppoki!
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Try not to chip me too much.
[ Not that he expects much from Naruto. He'll just say that. ]
Shall we end this cleanly
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[ His fingers play over the handle for a moment, appreciating the sleek and lethal weapon now in his hands. He snorts a little at the comment. ]
What do you take me for? Some kinda amateur? [ Don't answer that. ]
[ He moves--it's quick, a flicker of motion and he careens towards the biker gang, hearing the loud vibrations and sound coming from the roars of the engines, and Naruto is determined to prove that their odd way of worshipping is worth little in the eyes of the other gods. He leaps into the air, his body twirling in a strong arch over the gang. ]
Doppoki! [ And he rears back his arm. ] Do your thing!
[ And he gave a mighty swing. ]
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I think you know my stand on that.
[ He chuckles a bit longer. ]
As you wish.
[ As he swung the weapon, Ichiru focused on finding the sound waves. Once he finds them, the Shinki will pretty much severing the sound waves in a matter of seconds with his ability. ]
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[ He can see it somehow, Ichiru's sharp edge cutting through the air, and ripples of light as each strand of sound is severed. It's incredible. He could never do something to amazing; in fact, he would make a terrible shinki, he knew it, though he was unsure at times of his ability to be a god. ]
[ As you wish. But with Ichiru in his hands, it... ]
[ Felt right. ]
[ The noiselessness spooked the gang members. There were screams, and they roared their engines--or tried to. Nothing came from them, and there was frantic panicking as they pushed against them, wondering if thy would even move, shouts when the machine would lurch forward with no noise. Naruto spun in the air, touching down with grace he didn't look capable of. The bikers looked towards him--and in the night, he was quite the fiery god, all golden hair and bright eyes and a powerful stance. ]
Oiiiii. [ He rolled out, and he pointed Ichiru towards them, displaying the sharp point of the katana. ] The gods have heard enough, all right? We hear you loud and clear!
If you wanna pay your respect--pay it by giving us some god damn peace and quiet!
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The Shinki chuckles some at the fearful gazes that were given to the God. It served them right to not acknowledge their wrong doings before hand. In any case he did what he needed to do and the silence was more than a bit welcoming to Ichiru. ]
Is that how you intend to solve this issue?
[ That's funny. He only chuckles a bit more to that. ]
I suppose it's like you to behave brashly.
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[ Naruto lowered the katana. He turned it, talking directly to the weapon. ]
Like I could behave any other way'ttebayo! [ And he grinned. ] And as for you...
Good job. [ He would always praise him, even with the little things, but it was obvious that pride was radiating from the older man. That was Ichiru... his shinki! And he flicked his wrist. ]
Return to me, Ichiru!
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Indeed. Somehow that worked in both of our favors.
[ He replies before changing back at the command. ]
You're getting better at wielding me. How surprising.
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I knew you could do it! You're the sharpest blade in all the world! [ Instead of ruffling Ichiru's hair, he gave him a pat on the shoulder, gently squeezing it in congratulations. ]
You hungry? I could really go for some ramen right now!
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[ He shrugged a little as the other said those words. If one didn’t know how to do something, then they should try in their own way to learn. ]
Now you’re only trying to earn points because I’m partially dangerous.
[ He replied crossing his arms as he gives Naruto a raised brow. Of course, the ruffling of his hair was not expected so he was caught off guard. He moves away after getting over his initial surprise. He really should be more guarded with this guy. ]
Only if you’re paying.
[ He said flatly. ]
Do you not get sick of eating the same thing every time?