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Test Drive Meme

Comment here with your characters that you're thinking of bringing into LR, and tag around with other people to see how suitable they'd be for the game! As a note, these threads may be used for application samples, which are opening August 11th. So get your samples ready ahead of time with this meme! However, even if all participants are accepted with those characters, these threads will not be game canon. This meme is taking place in the setting of Darstone, so while you may leave your comment blank, I'd like to recommend you set up a scene or two in your initial comment. Some suggested settings are provided below, but make up whatever you'd like based off the setting pages! ⑴ Marketplace. There's a lot to do in the market-- not just buying goods and window shopping, but sitting down for a cup of coffee at an outdoor table, or getting a drink at a bar. ⑵ Housing. You've just gotten here and finally made it to your assigned apartment, but it turns out you have roommates, and they're one of them. ⑶ Adventuring. Whether out into the surrounding caves or taking a boat onto the lake, you're adventuring, maybe on a quest. Whoever's with you might be a member of your party-- or they might be trying to beat you to the reward. ⑷ Snow. What's snow doing in a cave? Isn't this weird? Well, Darstone is situated under a frosty mountain peak, and from time to time the local mages like to simulate the weather that's going on up above. That means there's some very light, fluffy snow falling from the cave ceiling right now. |
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[Darkleer rasps over his shoulder at the young troll, and continues his flight. You don't want to be my descendent, you don't want to share my sign, you don't want to be attached to the E%patriot, go away, go away go away go away...]
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I won't harm you! Just stop!
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[The kid might be younger, but being unburdened by armor, he's faster, and Darkleer can hear him catching up. He silently berates himself for firing that arrow--those things wouldn't have hurt the wiggler, he could have held them off just fine--and adds it to the constantly growing list of Ways in Which E%patriot Darkleer is a Giant Failure.]
[He skids to a halt, stopping abruptly, and whirls around, a sudden looming, hulking presence, and rasps out one command as loudly as he can, calling back as much of the E%ecutor's commanding boom as he can.]
Stop.
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I...I will not, without an explanation. Why are you running from me?
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[Good, he stopped. Darkleer winces internally, hating the way his voice sounds now, the rough, scratchy tones that have been left to him. And then the kid sasses him, and he looms, looking down from his seven-foot height and straightening his shoulders to make himself appear even louder.]
You... don't follow. Not like me.
[This is a little more than just literally talking about the present circumstances, but the kid probably won't realize that.]
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You share my symbol, and we resemble one another. I think you're my ancestor. Who else would I be like? Is your voice injured?
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Old injury.
[A subjugglator's spiked juggling club to the larynx will do that to a troll.]
Be you. Not me.
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I wasn't proposing to become you. I know nothing about you.
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[In a practiced, fluid motion, so smooth and fast it's hard to follow, Darkleer draws and notches an arrow, aiming it directly at Equius' chest.]
Stay that way.
[He fires, at the last moment adjusting so the arrow will strike the ground at Equius' feet. It's an escape arrow, one that will emit a dazzling flash of light when it strikes, temporarily blinding Equius and hopefully allowing Darkleer to beat a fast retreat.]
[When the arrow strikes the ground, he's already turned and trying to use the Void to get out of here.]
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Thankfully, he's got the sunglasses, and void powers of his own. He leaps forward, catching onto Darkleer's foot. You really think you can use void powers to escape the Heir of that aspect?]
You are really starting to anger me!
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no, Darkleer, you were worse][The older troll lands and whirls around, one huge, scarred hand shooting forward, aimed at Equius' throat. He only wants to stop him, not hurt him, but clearly this young troll needs a firmer lesson.]
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[He leans in, bringing his face down close and enunciating clearly, making sure Equius understands.]
Stop. Following.
[He drops Equius, and tries to make his third flight.]
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This time, he doesn't follow. But he definitely intends to find out more about that mysterious blueblood]