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takamagahara2017-03-01 07:25 pm
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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!
Noxious Neurotoxins
There's a few blocks of Tokyo that have been closed off completely and quarantined. It seems there's a deadly neurotoxin that's been detected in the area. But authorities claim there's no way that could have happened! Looks like this might be the work of an ayakashi. Try not to get infected.
The same obituary has been showing up in the papers for the last three weeks. It's for a young boy who died in a car accident. Thing is, this accident happened more than twenty years ago. A little ghost boy is just looking for some attention by printing his own death announcement over and over again. Spend a little time with him, would you?
A detective hailed as the greatest in his field has one heck of a time keeping a partner. But he needs one bad, so he's calling on random strangers to help him out. Unfortunately, he's very full of himself and not even that good at his job. Maybe that's why all his partners leave. It's up to you to help or hurt him!
Time to step up to the mic and make some jokes. A local bar needs performers - specifically comedic ones. You'd better be quick with your jokes or the audience is going to boo you off the stage, and then you won't get the payment you've been promised for doing a good job! Oh, and this is a request from a devote follower, so you'll lose that support too.
Some off-the-wall ayakashi have possessed a number of Roombas and are busily terrorizing people on the streets. That's right - small, round, automated vacuum cleaners are bothering the people of Tokyo. What's more, some kid thought it would be funny to tape knives to some of them. Watch out for Stabby and try to take out the spirit possessing it.
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!
does she get a sticker
Also, she switches to honesty. Very put-out honesty. As she stands here with her arm captured. ]
My destination lies beyond this road.
yes
[She lets go and her voice might be a tad softer, now. Possibly. Maybe.]
hooray! she would like a little crown, a star, or a heart
[ HIBIKI. ]
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[Did you think she just was being difficult?]
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[ Hibiki tries to peer around to confirm this for herself, frowning. This is. Intolerable, frankly. She has somewhere to be.
But there's a simple enough solution to this predicament. Hibiki waves a royal hand. ] Clean it up, then.
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[You've got to be kidding.] If I could do you think I would be standing here.
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[ Ugh. Taking out her cell phone, Hibiki flips it open with a flick of her wrist and punches a speed dial.
She lucks out (for now): the number is the same here as in her world. ] Yes. Prime Minister's office, please.
[ A frown. ] He can be disturbed for me.
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[It's crazy monster magic or something. Don't drag the humans into this...! Apollo tries to take the phone away.]
There's no need for that!
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[ Hibiki struggles to keep her phone. There's a click as the secretary on the other end hangs up. Then the beeping sound of a dead line, a dial tone.
Hibiki blinks, confused. She. Got hung up on? Her?
Shikyoin....Hibiki? ]
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[She stops when she sees that Hibiki seems very confused about this turn of events. Good. Best to stop this foolishness.]
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[ Hibiki grits her teeth at her phone but doesn't try calling again. She thrusts it in her pocket and turns away. ]
Enough. I'll find a way around.
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[And now time to grab her shoulders.]
You are staying right here.
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[ Case in point: trying to brush those hands off. ]
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[That's going to take some work.]
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[ Hibiki struggles. Fruitlessly.
Comedically.] VENUS![ It could be worse.
She could be using her shinki's, well, vessel name. ]
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[This is an idiot that needs to be escorted far, far away.]
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[ Kicking. Fussing. Disproving her own words. ]
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[Yeah. She doesn't believe that.]
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[ Okay, calm, calm. She can be calm. Calm is very important. If this woman would only stop being infuriating for two seconds, Hibiki could get a firm grip of the situation - physically, not just mentally or emotionally - and free herself.
Her hands go up in preparation to set herself for a judo throw. ]
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[You get the full name. No Apollo for you. ...And surprisingly she doesn't see this coming. What is judo in mostly western fantasy land?]
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[ Hah, she got in place. Here we go. Can she manage an over-the-shoulder throw?
It's all the more fueled by that parody of a name. Riffing on her god title? Impossible! Can't be true. ]
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Hmph--what do you mean? I know my name!