queenofwhat | test drive meme v.

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test drive meme v.

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!

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[ There is no Iron Throne here, she is stripped of her title―obeying a new Queen now. For what has she done to deserve this, to be put into such torture? The Throne had been rightfully hers, even if Joffrey was sitting in it's rightful place, there was still no reason for it to be taken from her so crudely.

Her fingers wrap around the stems of the roses, pricking her fingers, until blood runs down her wrists, onto her garments, as she pulls―Jaime is not here either, she is alone and broken, no longer with her crown―trying to uproot the beautiful flowers that seem to be dutifully masking the gardens in it's beauty. She knows what lies beneath though, something dangerous and cruel, a monster. Something wells up in her throat as the lioness holds back her primal scream, red dripping from the tips of her fingers.

How cruel, such a beautiful place, only to take away the only thing that made her human. ]

[Oh look, a teenager in an elaborate, fire-themed outfit with a giant, fancy looking naginata. She does not look happy. In fact, her fury is palpable, shimmering in the air around her like a heat haze.

Must be a magical girl who's been separated from ~~her friends~~ that group of idiots she has to save all the time because they never know what the hell they're doing.]

What the fuck.

Edited 2011-09-29 02:21 (UTC)

[A young woman dressed simply in dark blue is standing still, warily and thoughtfully regarding the lake from a safe distance. She is armed with a short sword, safe in its sheath, but she doesn't have the air of a warrior, and she knows no more of swordplay than the most basic self-defense.

At her side is a very large and somewhat shaggy gray-brown dog. The breed it most closely resembles is an Irish Wolfhound. The woman strokes the dog's head and speaks to it softly as it gazes up at her inquiringly with golden-brown eyes. The dog is an ordinary dog and can understand the tone but not the meaning of her words, but it comforts her to have someone to talk to in these strange surroundings.]

It should be safe, shouldn't it? This place feels like Lighthall.

[Those words are cold comfort, and she frowns. Her instinct to avoid large, natural bodies of water is still strong, and she doesn't move closer yet.]

[ A young girl with horns on her head appears in the mirror. She seems a bit nervous and unsure as she starts to speak. ] It looks like there are some restaurants here, but... but with that special dirt, I can make Angel Mort, right? E-even the desserts?!

Would anyone like that? There would be cream puffs and cakes and all kinds of sweets, auauauau...! [ Now she seems horribly excited!! And is that drool... ]

[Mitsuki is used to instability. She has dealt with it for quite a long while, and so she has had to learn how to adjust, to adapt. So when she awakens in a strange place she has never been, she swallows the clawing, frozen panic down and begins to organize her thoughts, to set priorities, to acquire the knowledge she needs.

Her clothing is found fairly quickly, and she is beyond relieved to find her key still around her neck. It is hours and hours after she has figured out the Vine, the setting, and the people here before she actually introduces herself.

Her voice is soft, and very calm, and while she smiles politely, it is a curiously blank expression. Her hands rest neatly in her lap.]

Good day. Um...[A pause, and she quickly tucks a lock of silvery-blue hair behind her ear.] I'm terribly sorry if I'm bothering anyone, but I've just arrived, and I'm...a little lost. Ah, if anyone would be willing to assist me, I'd be very grateful! [a quick, polite bow, and then another thought occurs to her:]

Mm...I have a question as well. Is there a girl with long, red hair here, by any chance? She may have been a little upset when she arrived. [a beat, and a slightly strained smile.] If I am allowed to use an understatement.

[ America watches with a confused look--this person is obviously very upset, even America can see that. But it's not like she can just stay out of anyone's business, she has to help this person of course. ]

... Doesn't that hurt?

-Hey, did you know they were building a shrine? Me neither. But apparently they are, right in the gardens. Wiping some sweat from her brow, Sanae looks on the mostly finished replica of Moriya Shrine with pride. Soon, soon they'd have the faith they need!-

It's really almost done... I'm so happy! A little piece of home to keep the faith...

Um... Excuse me? I heard that noise and... Are you alright?

-A curious girl, but she seems to have an almost holy aura about her.-

-OBVIOUSLY it's a magical girl. Obviously.-

Ah! A cosplayer!?

-Or... Or that.-

-She is approached! But... perhaps not for the expected reasons...-

Um... Excuse me, but... Ah, I know this may be a silly request, but...

May I pet your dog?

[Oh... all the little animals everywhere. You can't really tell, seeing as she doesn't have much emotion to her eyes, but she's...

... She's happy for all of them. Almost enough so to let her guard down. Try to sneak up on her, however, and you will likely be shot in the face. I'm not kidding.

So there is a Kirika, scritch-scritching at an animal's belly and with the tiniest little smile of happiness, play nice~! (For your sake)]

[ Norway had heard something being built nearby and decided to take a walk to find out. That girl looks oddly happy for a just a shrine, so: ]

What kinda faith?

A girl with long red hair... Oh! You must mean that cosplayer I saw earlier!

... That wasn't a wig?

-Sanae turned with a smile from ear to hear.-

For Suwako-sama, of course! She's a kami, so she needs faith, you see?

Cosplayer...? [A pause, as she thinks about this, and suddenly understands.] --Ah, no. It wasn't a wig.

Do you know where she is?

[ She doesn't understand half of that. And being from 1668, she can't even pinpoint that to Japanese. ]

I don't. Ya should speak clearly when ya talk.

She may have stormed off somewhere...

Ah, that's right... Not everyone understands...

Um, I mean that she's a goddess. She's sustained by faith, so I had to build a shrine for her.

-Sanae couldn't sneak if her life depended on it. So she'll just be upfront about it!-

They're quite friendly, aren't they?

[A polite little laugh.] Yes, I think that may be true. Thank you for responding, miss. ...Mm, but I'm sorry; I haven't introduced myself! [Another polite bow.] My name is Mitsuki Ishikawa.

-The bow is returned.- Sanae Kochiya. It's nice to meet you, Ishikawa-san! Are you in a cosplay troop with that girl?

Ah... [And yet, she acts surprised anyway. Not many people talk to her, after all]

Yes... they are very... friendly. [And there's that little tiny smile again as she scritch-scratches a fox's belly]

[Sitting in a floating chair, or rather, a bunch of dolls flying to form the shape of a chair. It's fashionable, dammit.]

Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you need the prayers of others to have any faith to begin with?

It's definitely nice to have them around...

My name's Sanae. What's yours?

What can she do?

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