test drive meme v.

[revolutionized]

Time for another one of these, right in time for ATP this Saturday (FINALLY I TIMED THIS RIGHT)!

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 Wednesday!

Comments

Fiorel | OC

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

[Fiorel addresses the Vine lazily. She's in the woods, as usual. She's used to living outdoors, where trees and running water are.]

It'd almost be tolerable here if I had my people with me. Least what the Queen's doing with me's better than what the royalty I know'd do. [She gives a short laugh.]

But at home, I've got my overgrown chicken and my useless mouse who can't cook, and I've got my woman. Think I miss them. Didn't know I would-- miss the other two, I mean, not my woman. 'Course I want her.

[She nods toward the mirror, addressing her audience. She tends to view the other inhabitants of the Gardens as a sometimes-amusing rabble.] What about you lot? Who've you got back home?

[is-a-good-girl.livejournal.com]

Mm... Kanako-sama, definitely. I mean, I'm grateful that Suwako-sama is here, but... It doesn't quite feel like a family with her still at home and us here, you know?

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Got somebody here? Lucky.

[She nods, with a brief noise of assent. She understands what the girl means.] So what're your people like? Tell me a story.

[is-a-good-girl.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what to say... Or who to consider my 'people'. Do you want to know about where I was born, or where I lived before here?

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

The people you live with. [Those are the only people who matter to Fiorel, in her world.] Family, friends, whatever they are.

Or tell me about the place you were at, if you want.

[is-a-good-girl.livejournal.com]

Mm, well... I live with my patron goddesses, Suwako-sama and Kanako-sama. I serve them as their shrine maiden. They, in turn, care for me.

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

They're strong, and they look out for you. If you do what they want. [Sounds like a typical arrangement.] You like living that way?

I've got somebody kinda like that. Don't serve her, but she could eat me alive if she wanted. [She smiles, as she's not expecting Anika will eat her anytime soon.]

[is-a-good-girl.livejournal.com]

More than strong, they're also very kind and wise! They've helped me... more than I can say, really.

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Good. Sounds like you're lucky in that, too.

Reminds me of my somebody. She took me in when I was a kid.

[is-a-good-girl.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you had someone like that...

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Me too. Or I wouldn't be talking to you now. [She chuckles.]

Since you got one of your goddesses here, guess you don't mind it as much? I'd rather be home, but-- [She shrugs.] Not a thing I can do about that.

[undefines.livejournal.com]

Mm...

[The girl on the other end of the vine draws her stockinged knees up to her chest, the odd wings (http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a164/Cheyanime/Cheyanime%202/NueProfile.png) sprouting from her back drooping slightly as she does so.]

Mamizou... Anesan and Murasa and—and everyone at the temple, too.

[That's not something she ever thought she'd be saying, but...well. Here she is.]

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

[She sits up, though she doesn't shed her indolent air. She's seen a person with wings before, her "chicken", as she calls him, but not anything like that.]

So you live at the temple? [Fiorel has no idea what that is, but she doesn't admit it.] What's that like? [Maybe somebody'll have a story to entertain her with. Not that she usually needs much entertaining, but there's not much to do here.]

[undefines.livejournal.com]

Mhm. The Myouren Temple. Anesan founded it. [The explanation comes without thinking—this woman doesn't look like the kind of person you'd find in the Human Village back home, so she elaborates automatically.]

[When she's asked what it's like to live there, she lets out a thoughtful-sounding hum, resting her chin on the tops of her knees.] It's not very exciting most of the time, but it's nice. Anesan and everyone took me in, even though—even though I probably would have deserved it if they turned me away. [Pause.] But recently there have been some people that look like they're might cause trouble for us. That's why I invited Mamizou to come live with us.

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Sounds quiet.

[Fiorel listens to all this, nodding, though it doesn't make complete sense to her, since temples don't exist where she's from. She is interested by what the girl says about being turned away.] Why'd you deserve a thing like that?

[Trouble, too, is relevant to her interests.] What if they do cause you trouble? Think you can handle it?

[undefines.livejournal.com]

...I caused everyone a lot of problems, back when I thought they were siding with humans over youkai. [She drops her knees, now, and holds out a hand toward the mirror. Twined around her wrist and fingers is a small, pale green snake.] Anesan had been sealed away by humans, and I used this Seed of Unknown Form to scatter and hide something they needed to revive her.

[She sounds genuinely remorseful about this, but puffs up a little when she's asked the other question.] Of course we can handle it! Anesan is really strong, and I'm no slouch when it comes to danmaku myself. And even if we're not strong enough on our own, I brought in our trump card—Mamizou!

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

[Now this girl is making even less sense to her, but she only laughs softly.] We must be from real different places. Sounds like you just started speaking Unestablished at me. But you're confident. I like that. They must've had some reason to forgive you.

What are you, anyway? [She asks this curiously, without hostility. She doesn't have a problem with non-humans. She was more or less raised by one.] They don't make em like you where I'm from.

[undefines.livejournal.com]

"Unestablished"? ...Well, I guess the details aren't really that important, anyway. You just have to know that I caused them a lot of trouble. Really, I think anesan is just too forgiving.

Huh? I'm a youkai, of course. [She doesn't specify what type for a lot of reason—but mostly because her claim to fame as a nue is being a mysterious monster with a strange, unknown appearance. Admitting that's what she is... Well, that would be sabotaging her own ability to be frightening, wouldn't it?]

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Anything not Established. It's a language. [This talk of temples and Youkai and seeds is all Greek to Fiorel, as the English saying goes--not that she knows English either.] That so? Then she sounds like it. [Forgiveness isn't Fiorel's thing, in any case.]

Youkai, huh? Got no idea what that is.

[undefines.livejournal.com]

You really don't know what youkai are? [Someone with no idea what a youkai is is a brand new concept to her! With that in mind, she decides she has to give her the best impression possible.] Well... I guess we're what most people would call "supernatural creatures." There are all sorts of us, so it's hard to be more specific than that.

Re: Fiorel | OC

[urbanwonderland.livejournal.com]

[Reeve's smiles is bit wry.]

My cat, actually.

You have a mouse that can cook? Or was that poetic license?

[killsmonsters.livejournal.com]

Cat. [Fiorel accepts this information with no noticeable feeling, then gives a low chuckle.] Said the mouse can't cook. But yeah, he tries. [She smiles, then, with a shake of her head.] He's not a real mouse, but he acts like it. Real mouse might be more use.

How about your cat. That poetic license?

[urbanwonderland.livejournal.com]

[This earns a tilt of the head and a chuckle from Reeve.]

My cat? No poetic license involved, just lots of parts! I thought I'd build an animal companion.
He can't cook either, but then I couldn't have taught him to-- I can't, myself.

City-dweller that I am, I'm more used to buying my food-- most of the food available here still needs cooking. Will you be able to manage without your "mouse's" efforts?
[This is said winkingly-- it looks to Reeve as if Fiorel could handle pretty much anything just fine.]

[headedforhope]

[She considers the question, her face darkening for only a moment. When Mami speaks up, it's not to answer Fiorel's question- she can't easily bring herself to admit I don't have anyone to a stranger, and would rather avoid doing so.]

It's possible that she might arrive here one day, you know.

[itsindifferent.livejournal.com]

... Hm. [Rio rests her head in a palm, rubbing her cheek with a finger as she thinks.]

I've got... well I left them alone for five seconds, so they probably all went and fell off a cliff. Twice. Sometimes I feel less like their friend and more like their mom, seriously.