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test drive meme!

Here's how it works!

➊ wanna play a character but don't have the time? or maybe you just want to test them out?
➋ well go for it! post them here like they're already in the game (text, voice, video or action), and have them talk to characters already in the big gay Garden! Be sure to put their name and fandom in the subject line, for those of us who don't know it.
➌ then app them because you know you want to. 8|

Please spread the word about this meme, and happy Thursday!

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[amasses.livejournal.com]

[she headtilts in return, mimicking the action.] What if there is no cage strong enough?

[cagemyhappiness.livejournal.com]

There's always something strong enough to hold one down.

Always.

[amasses.livejournal.com]

[a bright smile. It's a little too toothy to be friendly.] I suppose you have a point.

[she had been bound, in ways, to Dauf. And even that thing was held in Isley's possession, for a time.] You're a very bright little girl. What is your name?

[cagemyhappiness.livejournal.com]

[She just watches Riful as warily as ever, accustomed to that sort of look and how it usually precedes cruelty wrapped up in pretty yet petty gestures.]

Countess Eleanor.

[amasses.livejournal.com]

A Countess. My, what a lofty title for one so young. [She inclines her head, slightly.] I am called Riful, Abyssal One of the West, though simply Riful will do. [She glances up now, to watch the bird.] It's awfully high up, isn't it?

[cagemyhappiness.livejournal.com]

[Extremely lofty, as she knows; and a fake title to boot, as well, but without it Eleanor really has nothing. Her small dark eyes train once more on the bird, and her climb resumes.]

Yes.

[then, in a pondering way]

Why the West?

[amasses.livejournal.com]

[Riful's legs begin to swing back and forth again.]

I rule the Western lands in my world, you see. [Or did, before her death. But details.]

[cagemyhappiness.livejournal.com]

All of them?

[climb, climb.]

[amasses.livejournal.com]

All of them! [She says it brightly, with no small amount of pride.] There were others like me, who ruled to the North and South.

[It's odd, to be having a discussion with a human child about her lands, as if discussing the weather. But she is bored, in this garden prison, and the child's unnerving patience and calm reminds her of the silver-haired warriors. It's oddly nostalgic.]