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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!

Illegal Irritations
Nothing supernatural about this one, there are just some guys sell illegal drugs and weaponry in some of the back alleys of Tokyo. They might solicit you to try and get your business or you might just happen upon them targeting someone else. Either way, are you really okay with letting this go on in your city?
For some strange reason, a bunch of jellyfish have taken to literally jumping out of the ocean and all over the beaches. They seem to be scared of something in the water, but be that as it may, they're scaring away all the beach tourism! Quick, figure out how to get them back in the water!
A brand new store is opening up and, as part of their grand opening, they want people to perform for their potential customers! And they're just dragging people off of the streets and shoving them into ridiculous, off-brand character costumes to do it. Whether you're part of the show or watching others make fools of themselves, it promises to be a good time.
There's a great, new brand of lingerie being sold in Akihabara that is all the rage right now. They're stylish and sexy and come in all shapes, sizes, and colors! There's even some that are themed after popular shows. But people who are buying them keep winding up missing. Coincidence?
So many birds are molting on the spot for no reason, shedding feathers all over the streets, on peoples' cars, and in any space they can get into. It's really not their fault, but darn if it's not making things difficult to do with all these feathers around! Either help clean up or figure out how to stop the mass molting!

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Leona | Leage of Legends | God
These men, Leona decided, must be truly desperate to be able to see and approach a god. She'd been prepared to leave, or to smite them with divine fury, or even to just beat them up for wasting her time, but had hesitated before doing so.
She prided herself on being the master of all kinds of weapons, but these guns were not one she was terribly familiar with, and they were already much more advanced than versions of such weapons from Valoran.
Instead of reacting with contempt or violence, Leona started asking them questions. Where do these guns come from? Who makes the best guns? How do they work? How does one care for and maintain them? Her face grew a little more irritated each time she got the answer "You can look that up online." With her growing irritation, the sun seemed to be shining...not brighter, but somehow the light was more harsh.
"I don't know what I expected, talking to a pair of good for nothing, smuggling, human vermin. Can you answer my questions or can't you?"
If someone didn't intervene, she might eventually deal with these two with violence after all.
Kooky Kickoff
Leona did not fit well in the rasta banana costume she had been stuffed into, which designed for someone several inches shorter. When they had told her that gods granted prayers, this was not what she had had in mind.
But she had agreed to this sacred charge, and that had led her to this moment, in a banana costume, dancing outside a new supermarket to reggae music. If she was going to do this, she would be damned if she wasn't going to do it properly.
Eventually she did get a break. She sat down in the shade and struggled out of the banana. "I swear, it's hotter in here than in full plate mail. Truly, this era has its own battles to fight."
Also I made one up
Leona wandered the streets of this strange city called Tokyo. Though nothing in her mind could be as big as Mt. Targon, she had to admit that as far as cities went, this blew anything she had ever imagined out of the water. Even far off Demacia couldn't be this big. And no one seemed to be able to see her either.
Most people unconsciously stepped around the large woman as she went about her thoughts. Even if they didn't pay attention to her, they didn't want to run into her either. Most of them, but not all. One person slammed his shoulder into her and, before conscious thought got involved, Leona tripped his foot out from under him and flip his entire body over her shoulder, slamming him onto his back and knocking the wind out of him.
Then conscious thought caught up. Divine invisibility probably wouldn't save her from beating up random people in the streets.
"Ah..."
The made up one!
"Wow, you really beat the snot out of him. You so low on offerings you need to rob random passerby or something? Not that I'm judging."
If she looks up, she'll see... a man with a shock of red hair, facial tattoos, and a wide grin, dressed in semi-distressed (but mostly just old) jeans and a t-shirt depicting what looks suspiciously like a Yordle, based on proportions alone. He's smiling down at her, and pauses for another whistle, this one a little more... provocative.
*cough* you saw nothing
Whoever this other guy was, Leona decided she didn't like him. She also decided that unfortunately talking to him was the best excuse to get out of an awkward situation. She stepped away from her victim, who was still too stunned to really focus on her, and faded into the background like gods tended to do.
Then she looked up at Axel. "Do you really have so few prayers that you have nothing to do but harass strangers?"
I do it too sometimes, no worries.
Once he's done being phony principled, he chuckles. "Those are some combat reflexes, lady. Where'd you learn how to do that?" He's seen people move like that, moved like that himself, but not recently and never often. It's not something just anyone can do. And to realize what you're doing and spare a normal person from harm at the last second... It's impressive. Seriously impressive.
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Know what else was impressive? Jumping up to wherever Axel was standing in a single bound, which was what Leona had just done. It was a sunny day out, and she was feeling pretty good. It made talking easier, and she didn't like people standing over her like that.
"I am of the Rakkor. We learn to hold a sword as soon as we learn to walk."
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"Rakkor? Never heard of 'em. We're probably from different worlds, different universes even." He seems to have accepted the existence of many universes with little fuss, but it's still a bit weird to run into people from them, even if he lives with one such person.
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Talk of hyperdimensional physics could wait until Leona was confident the guy actually WAS okay. She watched from her new viewpoint up above as he looked around in confusion. Something clearly had just happened to him, but he was having trouble remembering exactly what.
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"Looks like you did some good, at least. Did he take your wallet, by the way?"
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"He did not." She breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll match my skill as a warrior against any other god in this land, but I have to admit my knowledge of city life is...limited. Are pickpockets really a common problem?"
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"Not used to cities, huh? You might like Hokkaido. It's pretty empty there. Harder to do prayers, but you win some, you lose some." Axel shrugs. "So where do you Rakkor grow up if not in cities?"
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She was only lost in memories for just a moment, though. She gave Axel a wry look. "Harsh, beautiful, and not very crowded."
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"Why're they called Targon and Solari? Named after something? Or are these the kinds of places things get named after?" He gets the feeling it's the latter. These seem like major landmark kinds of names.
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She made a face. "And now I am a god of the sun myself. That will take some getting used to."
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Which wasn't quite what he asked, so she went on with "But I'm filling in for someone named Aurora, apparently. You?"
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Illegal irritations
After she doesn't come home when he's used to, half an hour and seventeen seconds, he starts getting antsy. Leona said where she was going, right?
He'll poke around in the back alleys before he comes across her. And the scene she's definitely about to create.
"What happened?"
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"Nothing has happened. Not yet, at least. These two merely try my patience."
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"What'd they do? It's not like they could actually hurt you or anything."
He says it right there, to his faces. He sure doesn't care about these guys or their egos.
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"Hey, listen lady-"
Before he could get any more, Leona broke his nose with a straight jab to the face. Just because she could and she was in a bad mood.
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"Oh man, did he ever deserve that. Listen up, quit whatever you're doing unless you want to get beaten up."
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Whatever he saw there, his blustering quickly changed to incoherent apologies. Leona nodded to herself. There were definitely some perks to being a goddess.
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"Ah...right." That had been the problem in the first place: Leona being unreasonable.
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"... Why don't we start from the beginning?"
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She eyed the two pathetic looking would be arms dealers.
"In hindsight, I may have gotten a little carried away."