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TEST DRIVE # 09

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.

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.

Peanut Party

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.

Quiet Quail

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.

Roaring Riders

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?

Slick Sevens

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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[ Having a better sense of self-preservation than Ichigo isn't particularly hard, but he understands what she means. Chewing on his bottom lip, Kisuke doesn't say anything for a minute or two. ]

Between you, Kensei, and I, we might be able to make something suitable, or that will at least take and keep the edge off. Getting - or rather making - the right equipment might take the most time. I'd feel better about the chances with a couple others of Captain level around, but I doubt whoever is bringing us here is taking requests.

How long has he been here and how bad has it gotten?

[A quick grin is there and gone in a brief flash of amusement] Kensei will complain, but he'll help.

[Unconsciously, the weight she's been carrying ever since she'd first seen Zangetsu lightens, and the knot of tension loosens inside her, just a bit. Obstacles don't look quite so insurmountable with Kisuke here.]

We got here at the same time, so about a month now. And he's still controlling it, but it's getting harder. [She frowns.] He's too close to the ayakashi for me to trust the older gods and shinki with this. I didn't want to ask them for help unless it was a last resort.

[ Based on what she tells, Kisuke plans for a couple of weeks with the hope of a month. To the latter, he nods in complete agreement. Even the Soul Society would take exception to Zangetsu. ]

It might not hurt to poke around and see if they have anything similar. [ Discretely of course. ] Still, I think we'll have more luck with a from scratch solution.

Especially since it seems like none of them know why we're getting dragged here.

That's what they say.

[ Yoruichi's still not convinced that none of the old guard have any idea about what's bringing them all here. But she's also pretty sure finding out for certain will take some time. ]

Whose place did they say you were taking? [Yoruichi still doesn't consider herself Oya, no matter what they tell her. But some people jump into this god thing wholeheartedly.]

Prometheus. [ He pauses his work with a thoughtful hum. ] Maybe I should get a toga.

[ Finishing up with the gears, Kisuke stands and flips the wrench around in his hand. ]

But check this out. [ On the third revolution of the wrench through the air, it turns into a hammer. On the fifth turn, it reverts back to a wrench. ] I could get used to this.

[ Yeah, he now has the ability to manipulate matter. What could possibly go wrong? ]

[Yoruichi blinks] Am I supposed to know who that is? [ Yoruichi's not ignorant of course, but she doesn't have the wide-ranging thirst for knowledge Kisuke does. Foreign pantheons aren't really her forte.

Yoruichi shakes her head when he demonstrates his new power, already imagining the shit he's going to get himself (and everyone else) into. But a small frown creases her brow when she thinks of her own.]

I'd show you mine, but it's not safe. [Not only does she not have full control over it, but between the machinery up here and the people in the street below, unleashing actual chaos strikes her as a bad idea.]

Oh, you'll love this. He was a Greek Titan with the notable tendency of doing what the other gods didn't want him to do.

[ Kisuke looks slightly amused. Then a bit concerned when she says 'not safe'. However, this is Yoruichi and while her power might not be safe, he has no doubts that she's careful with it. Trust secure, he cannot help saying with a slight leer... ]

But you'll show me later?

[She snorts despite herself.] Did he wear a stupid hat too? [It's a little too perfect for a man who's never let expectations get in the way of his own goals.

At his question, she smirks, then gives him a mock-thoughtful look.]

I don't know. My predecessor was strict about her offerings, and you have been neglecting me lately.

Probably an olive crown, wreath like thing.

[ So yes, a stupid hat of sorts. ]

I don't suppose the fact that in... [ Kisuke glances at the clock hanging over festivities. ]... three minutes I'm going to shower this entire place in edible goodness will count? Or am I going to have to get creative?

How does that work, anyway - gods offering to other gods? Wouldn't that technically be some weird kind of fraternization?

Why should it count when none of this is for me?

[You know her highness better than that]

And yes, I know how upset you get about breaking any rules.

[She combs her fingers through her hair, voice utterly dry.]

Hey, I'm just asking so I know what to expect if I leave you things. Are there going to be heavenly bolts of justice raining down that I must then artfully dodge? It's important to know.

But - [ He slings both arms around her shoulders and nudges her gently to turn where she'll have the best view once the show starts. ] - even if you won't accept my oh so humble display, I think you'll enjoy the sight.

[ And on time the fireworks begin in a stream of multicolored sparkles from all directions set to music. Intermittently, tiny canons shoot scores of peanuts gently through the air until gravity takes over. For a moment or two the clatter of the shells against the pavement sounds like a hard rain. ]

[She adjusts his haori as he drapes his arms over her shoulders, watching as his newest nonsense contraption goes to work. Faintly, the squeals of excited children float up to them, interspersed with the light patter of peanuts on the ground.]

It's fine, I guess.

[She squeezes his forearm, the top of her head brushing his chin as she leans back against his chest. The fireworks are a nice touch; they remind her of happier times back in Seireitei, when a grubby little princess and her best friend could be held rapt by the fireworks during festivals and celebrations.]

You don't fool me.

[ But the words are affectionate and come with a light squeeze. As far as he concerned, she's still the grubby little princess who tore through the woods with him on some great adventure. Just like he's still that kid who was more stumble than grace and often the cause of her being 'grubby'.

They play 'games' that are far more serious now, but it's the moments like these that he's content. ]

I know you like it.

[ Resting his chin lightly on her head he watches the show, glad that it's going well. The rest they'll need to do here probably won't be so easy. ]