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welcome to our
spring test drive meme!


*Assume that your character has had a little bit of time here, enough to get used to a halfway-underground (mostly) abandoned city.

*anything tagged with a # is an exploradora thread. If you ask, the mods will guide your character on an Adventure! (adventure may involve mortal peril)

*You can assume they were chosen by one of the following emblems, or they've managed to dodge their control:
Zmey: The angriest of snakes. Hates everything and pretty much wants to fight it all. Especially the characters.
Firebird: Over-enthusiastic peacock nerrrrrrd who keeps "losing" her chosen to her quest for knowledge.
Sirin: A skull-faced eagle owl who curses like a sailor, is done with the character's shit, and really wishes they'd just stop bugging her.
Alkonost: A fluffy barn owl who doesn't seem to mind that she's been impaled with an arrow here and there. Caring, but in the way that a loved one really wants you to donate your kidney to uncle albert.
Cikavac: Calm, patient, Cicavac is a shoebill that only cares about how useful someone is to him. But he delivers on what he says and at least he's cordial about it so... there's that?
Gamayun: Like someone took part of the Lutece twins, shoved them into a pair of ravens, and showed them every possible future. So- Jaded, smug, know-it-alls with horrible humor. Or they're just horrible in general.
Simargl: Some sorta dog-eagle hybrid who acts as though he's the only one with common sense. I mean he might be, but he's also really into survivalist shit so…


A) It's a dark and stormy night. Okay, well, it’s dark and cold; but that might be because you're in a burlap sack. A little bit of light filters through despite that, enough to find that someone has helpfully provided a small knife for your escape.

Whoever it is seems to have some sense of decency, if that's any help. If you happened to be dead or grievously wounded wherever you came from, those wounds have healed. Not completely, of course, but enough so that death is no longer imminent. You find that you're in the lobby of a dated apartment building, furnishings sparse and severe-looking. There is very little natural light, save for holes in the ceiling, very high above you. Perhaps you should look around. Maybe there are others in the same situation nearby. Or, at least, people that might be able to help explain some things. #

B) One might happen to notice a plethora of cute little winged bunnies about the apartments. They’re very friendly-looking, and are liable to follow people around in search of cuddles. Or food. Mostly food. Wolpertingers, like their bunny counterparts, tend to multiply fairly quickly. The problem is, with multiplication comes the need for more food, and these bunnies look hungry enough to eat most anything. Possibly even things that bunnies wouldn’t normally be expected to eat. (There is, after all, a suspicious lack of plant-life around. More likely, it’s been devoured already.)

C) If you’ve spent too much time around those friendly little rabbits, you might find yourself coming down with a curious case of allergies. It’ll pass, after turning into something like the flu. In the meantime, the televisions have been acting up, mysterious creaking noises coming from them every once in awhile, strange bursts of music or groaning sounds. If you were ill, then your friends will find your dreams being broadcast across the static-y televisions found in the apartments. It’s almost like bonding, if you squint.

D) Off to the sides of the large room where you arrived, there are various hallways. There is also an elevator, leading up to the apartments. If one is so inclined to explore, down one of the hallways they might actually find some real light. It’s filtered through some glass blocks, sure, but there’s even a hint of plant life. It’s almost comforting. Until you turn around and see the spent bullet casings on the ground, surrounding big misshapen piles of leaves. Have fun, kids. #

Sebastian Vael | Dragon Age 2|

Date: 2017-02-28 05:41 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
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[When Sebastian's managed, sort of, to claw his way out through the sack, he emerges, slightly terrified he's been kidnapped by someone willing to go to the same means to depose him that they went through for his parents, but he's mostly...pissed, and more than slightly, that he's been kidnapped by someone willing to go to those same means. Not Now with Starkhaven in a period of rebuilding after the Inquisition, not NOW, with a changed world before him and much to navigate, and not NOW, with so much he has left undone.

With a mightly tug, and swipe of the knife, the burlap's finally come off and he's glaring around the strange room, looking for some source of lighting when he sees no torches, trying to pat his mused hair into some kind of order, though he's giving up on that, and stumbling to his feet at last, looking very confused indeed.]

What? [The Starkhaven in his voice is stronger than ever, the accent tending to come more in times when he's stressed or worried, or just plain tired.] Sure there's someone who can tell me what's about then, eh?

Re: Sebastian Vael | Dragon Age 2|

Date: 2017-02-28 05:55 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] unbridles
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[Well, there's definitely some form of lighting, though it's hardly anything he'd be used to. It took John a while to, too, but he's gradually learned that you can't actually cook metal things in a microwave and other helpful things like that.

Anyway, he's always on the lookout for newcomers to their little personal corner of terribleness and fungi-infested rabbits, so he can't help but stop and poke his head into the main, currently mostly-empty hall.]

Yo. Guessin' you're new?

Re: Sebastian Vael | Dragon Age 2|

Date: 2017-02-28 06:35 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
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[The strange part is how there seem to be no torches anywhere, or mages, or fires. Sebastian's gaping at the idea of where it must be coming from when he hears a voice and turns, sharply in that direction, looking a bit caught off guard, though he breathes a sigh of relief to see someone here.]

You might say that.

Date: 2017-02-28 06:41 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] unbridles
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Well, welcome to prob'ly the worst place you've ever been; though I'm reasonably sure it ain't hell. [He'll see one lieutenant colonel dressed in a slightly tatty (by now) uniform, various bullet holes having been patched up there.]

Not sure if it really has a name, or one I've heard of anyhow.

Date: 2017-02-28 07:52 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
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[That? prompts a snort from Sebastian, making some of the tension he's been holding in slip away as his shoulders are suddenly not quite so stiff, and a hint of a smile passes across his stern face.]

Has it not, no? Well that's a wee bit rude, not givin' us a name tae curse it with.

[The accent is back, and Sebastian's ducking his head, as he catches that, his cheeks flushing a little.] Not that Ae've had much call tae see anythin' like... Eh, sorry, Ah...I

[He sharply corrects himself,though those r's have done some rather interesting things with his voice] tend fall into Starkhaven's speech when I'm... Weel now, it's a verra big surprise wakin' here, anyway.

Date: 2017-02-28 08:11 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] unbridles
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Yeah well, hospitality ain't exactly the first thing on their minds here. [John looks a little bemused. He's heard his share of Scottish accents before, though not terribly many in the colonies.]

Don't worry about it, man. So long as ya sound better'n a guy who's only known English for three months, we'll be alright. Can't say I've heard'a Starkhaven, though. [It's not like he's one to talk about accents, being from South Carolina.]

Date: 2017-03-05 01:39 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
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Sure it isn't, no? [Sebastian can't keep his tone from going slightly wry at that. because from what he's seen so far, that seems about right.] Most kidnappings I've come across are sae much kinder. [The mention of English is a little bit strange. He's never heard of any language like that,but the idea's the same, he figures, clear enough.] Something tells me I'll not have heard of where you got here from either, if I'm guessing right.

Date: 2017-03-06 06:18 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] unbridles
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Can't say I've come across a whole lot of 'em. [There's a slight lipquirk.] I dunno. Have you heard of South Carolina?

Date: 2017-03-10 08:58 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] andrastian
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Well, there yeh've got me jealous. [Sebastian shakes his head.] Happens to my friends on a depressingly regular basis. South...can't say as I have, that.


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