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TEST DRIVE # 12

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.

Daring Drinks

A couple of local bars are going out of their way to make new and interesting drinks for their customers to try, in a long-standing war between the two bars. Of course, they're going a little off the rails, so there are some very interesting - and somewhat scary - combinations popping out of the woodworks. And they want everyone passing by to try them.

Electric Eels

An odd ayakashi is causing some of the eels at the local aquarium to become literally electric, causing the eels to shock the other inhabitants in their tanks. This is causing a pretty big uproar and if it isn't fixed soon, someone could die or the aquarium might even just shut down entirely.

Frog Friend

Large frogs are popping up all over the place and following people around. They don't seem malicious in any way, but they are kind of creepy to look at, brightly colored, and leave trails of slippery goo wherever they stand. Oh, and they like to jump at people and knock them over, just for fun.

Gaseous Grandpas

A local home for older men is having a problem with a number of their inhabitants where they literally cannot stop farting and belching. It turns out this is the work of an ayakashi that just thinks farts and burps are funny and knows it's easier to get those sorts of things out of old people. Help the poor old guys out, would you?

Horrifying Hentai

Many known otaku in the area are dealing with a rather terrifying problem - every hentai they watch lately comes into reality very suddenly. Sometimes this means cute, begging girls, sure, but it also means tentacles and aliens and a whole rash of other things too. You'll have to stop the ayakashi that is bringing these 'fantasies' to life in order to save these guys.

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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Come on, it's just a little frog.

[It's a huge frog. Myfanwy eyes it, stepping cautiously around the slime-trail it's left on the pavement. There's something she feels like she should be remembering about those vivid blue and black patterns, but aren't poisonous frogs tiny?]

Frogs aren't supposed to be huge.

[And that's. Well. Something that should already speak for itself.]

Congratulations, you've discovered a species new to science. It's oozing.

[That really is a lot of slime. The frog sidles around to face her, and she squints at it for a few seconds before it leaps directly at her face.

Myfanwy shrieks, skids on a clump of goo as she stumbles backwards, and topples over with a very large blue and black frog clinging to her previously nice white blouse.]

I'd rather do without all the oozing.

[Lavi winces in sympathy, though, when she topples over with the frog attached to her.

He looks around, trying to find something to distract the frog with before the poor woman becomes frog food.

Fortunately - or not - there's a rock, so Lavi decides to pick it up and throw it at the frog.]

[It's on her it's on her it's on her -- this is the most disgusting thing that has happened in her entire memory, which, to be fair, is less than a day at this point. Myfanwy slides her mind reflexively into the frog, grabs muscles and senses, shuts down the senses and sends the muscles firing. Like this... right?

The frog leaps up, blind, deaf and insensate, right into Lavi's rock, and topples sideways with a weird exhalation. Myfanwy scrambles backwards, half-sitting and half dragging herself back by her fingernails, until she manages to get back to her feet. The frog is twitching on the ground, eyes sealed shut. She swallows.

I did that? she thinks, wide-eyed, knowing she did, and looks back at the redheaded guy.]

... Thanks.

No problem.

[He hides his own shock at what she just did, rolling his shoulders as the frog starts to jerk again, seemingly becoming more aware of its surroundings again.]

You might wanna move, though.

Good point.

[She sidles cautiously away from the frog, which has one eye open now but still looks disoriented enough not to focus on either of them.]

Damn it, I liked this blouse.

[It's white and it's a boring cut, sure, but it's also very comfortable.

She also doesn't think she owns any other clothes. On the list: shopping. Or shoplifting, if she can't talk her god into footing the bill.]

'm sure we can manage to find you another blouse.

[But let's walk away now, yes?

He's slowly walking away from the frog, though, in case it decides to orient itself faster than he thought.]

[Myfanwy's not bothering to take this slow and cautious. She strides out after him, wobbling a little in her slimy heels (they're shorter than she'd prefer, considering she's shorter than she'd prefer, but at least it makes for better footing when the soles of her pumps are caked in monster-sized frog goo.) If he's not speeding up, she's going to pass right by him any moment.]

Sure, but I liked this one. You didn't see where that frog came from, did you?

[At this point, Lavi's walking normally again and keeping pace with her.]

Unfortunately, no. It just popped out at me.

Great.

[Does that mean they can expect more frogs? A rain of giant frogs? Ugh.

She wrinkles her nose, matching his pace as she glances around with ill-concealed nerves.]

At least they're real frogs, not like those weird ghost monsters.

[The ones she can't affect, that can still touch her... ayakashi are, unquestionably, the worst.]

[He tucks his hands into his pockets, a light frown tugging on his lips as he keeps an eye out for more frogs.]

If it's poisonous, then we might have an issue.

[Ah, but then she mentions that.]

You mean ayakashi?

Exactly.

[She scrapes a bit of slime off her ruined blouse with the edge of her hand, flinging it to the ground.]

I think we're fine on poison. I'd be noticing symptoms by now if it had any.

[Tingling, numbness, muscle control issues -- even just the faint change of her body's function across all the skin where the batrachian goo is soaking in. Luckily, all she's feeling is clammy and gross.]

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Haven't run into one yet fortunately.

[Lavi tilts his head to the side, studying her briefly before he looks away.]

That's a good thing then.

I like not being poisoned.

[She drops the dry tone, turning more cheerful as she glances up at the tall young man.] So, I'm Myfanwy Thomas. [She pronounces her first name to rhyme with Tiffany, which is definitely not the Welsh standard, and holds out one not-too-slimy hand to shake.]

Nice to meet you.

The same can be said for me.

[He smiles, though. There's something about her name that pings in his head, a familiarity that stands out.]

Welsh? [Lavi's not sure how he would know it's a Welsh name, but he does. He files it away for later.

He takes her hand though, giving it a light shake.]

The name's Lavi, and the pleasure is all mine.

Is it?

[She looks genuinely confused. Okay, Welsh. That sounds like it might be correct. The more you know, she thinks, and quickly tries to look suave and like she hasn't just asked where her own name comes from as she shakes his hand.]

I think most people would agree. Poison: no fun. Not that I have anything against frogs.

It sounds like it can be Welsh.

[Not that he knows or anything, but still. The memory of the language confuses him, but he didn't miss the slip up she had, though he's kind enough not to push it.]

Well, I hope we don't run into any giant frogs any time soon.

You mean, bigger than that one? Because that was my amphibian limit for the day.

[She shrugs, glancing away. Welsh doesn't mean much to her, outside of the facts anyone ought to know. Cardiff. Wide stretches of rural greens. Mines. Football teams. Really big street signs. Was it really her home once?

Nothing comes to mind when she thinks, home. It's an unsettling feeling. She isn't a blank slate. She knows who she is: Myfanwy Thomas -- but she has no idea who she's been.]

You never know what can happen.

[And Lavi himself has no desire to meet anymore frogs.

He glances at her though, a contemplative look on his face before he looks away]

Penny for your thoughts?

Do you remember anything before you got here? Or died. Whichever.

[She crosses her arms as if against a shiver. It's no fun talking about this; there's a superstitious tingle going down her spine at the very thought.]

Aside from waking up and being told I'm a shinki? No.

[A thoughtful look.]

Heard that trying to remember anything about your past life though is dangerous.

It feels dangerous.

[That's more honest than she'd actually wanted to be, but that creepy tingle at the back of her neck is still there, unabated. She shakes it off and lets her arms fall back to her side. She's an adult, dammit.]

... You didn't happen to hear why, did you?

[He doesn't answer right away, seemingly staring off into the distance before he blinks and looks at her.]

Unfortunately, no.

[It's not technically a lie.]

All I know is learning about it will just cause mayhem.

[She'd like to know. She hates having some indistinct threat hanging over her head, like an unholy hybrid of Schrodinger and Damocles. It's going to have to be enough to know that there's something to worry about, though, for now, and she shouldn't put too much thought into those missing memories until she knows for certain what she's risking.]

Thanks for the warning anyway.