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★ Test Drive Meme

- Post with a character you might want to play here.
- Either use one of the prompts or you can make your own.
- Have fun.

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1) Arrival
[Before you knew it, the world you were in had gone dark. Why or even how wasn't exactly clear, but the moment you wake up, you find that you are not where you were before. Instead there appears to be a small village, but it's dark and the people appear to not be leaving there houses anytime soon. Why weren't they? Perhaps looking around might wield results.]

2) Monster Attack
[Just outside the village creatures appear to be wondering around. If you come too close they will attack. Sharp claws swinging towards whoever crosses there path. Avoid or counter?]

3) What the hell?!
[In the woods, if one were to wonder further enough they would come across a circle and a bunch of cloak people, kneeling down and bowing down toward the center. Whatever was going on it was certainly odd.]

4) Wildcard

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[Freya releases a soft huff of breath.]

I think you underestimate people a lot.

[The smell of someone else hits Freya as the wind shifts. She shifts her weight and dips low as a branch of some kind swings through the air. Her gray eyes watch it as it misses her and heads towards Harry.]

Harry!

[Her point was proven exactly half a second later whenever Harry was struck square in the chest by a branch swung at Freya's head. It knocked the wind from his lungs and sent him stumbling back four strides, but the wizard didn't go down.

Sheer willpower forced him to breath, and he looked up after the assailant, the dim light making it difficult to track the man. Had they just been mugged? He reached out a hand toward the fleeing attack and muttered a word of quasi-latin. He didn't mean to hurt the guy, and he didn't put much force behind the word.] Gravitas. [An unseen force pressed into the guy's back band his knees crumpled beneath him. The spell wouldn't last long, and it wouldn't harm the guy, but they might be able to get some answers.

Still wheezing, he coughed, straightening his coat as he stood fully erect again.]

That was a cheap shot.

Yeah but you were watching the whole time, right?

[Freya throws in a wise crack but only after seeing that Harry is safe. She walks over to the man who had fallen to the ground, her fingers curling around the straps of her backpack. She doesn't like strangers who just randomly attack.]

What do you want?

[She asks him though he's just grunting under Harry's spell.]

He can still talk... right?

[Freya has no idea what Harry did to him though she does know some Latin.]

Yep. I saw it coming a mile away. I just decided to man up and take it.

[That's his story and he's sticking to it. Harry goes to the man's side with Freya, shaking his head at the spectacle before looking to Freya and nodding.]

He sure can. [He crouches down, looking toward the man's face without meeting his eyes.] He's just a big whiner. I mean, I just took a branch to the chest and I'm not complaining. We can all get along, you know.

[Freya rolls her eyes at Harry's macho comment. She doesn't believe him at all though that doesn't seem very important with the man struggling against the ground.]

Yeah, sure.

[She has a feeling he might whine later. The man grunts before speaking, his tone sounds scared to Freya.]

I thought you were a shadow!

[Her brow furrows slightly and she waves at Harry.] Let him go. [She's seen those shadows and she can understand. She kneels next to the guy, her blonde hair falling over her shoulder.]

Hey, what can you tell us about those shadows?

It'll wear off on it's own in a few minutes. [He hadn't put much power behind the spell, not intending to hold the man for long.]

[The man grunts under the invisible weight of Harry's spell.]

They won't go into the light! Why else would I think you were shadows, skulking about in the dark like this?

[Harry crossed his arms, glaring down at the guy.]

Where did the shadows come from?

[The man continues to grunt and Freya decides it might be best to take a small step away from him. She isn’t really interested in being his target if he gets up pissed. She’ll let Harry take the roll of shield.]

Shadows disliking light, go figure.

[The stranger glares at the pair and Freya has a feeling that this might come and bite them in the butt later.]

That’s all I know. Stay to the Inn, that’s where there is always light.

[The spell seems to be fading because the man’s grunting stops and he begins to rise to his feet.]

Always light. It looks that way, anyway. [Harry steps back from the man, but only enough to give the man room to stand.]

Does everyone stay at the inn, yourself included?

[The stranger grunts as he stands, brushing off his pants and then grabbing his stick.]

Yes.

[Freya moves back to Dresden's side, her gray eyes seeing more in the darkness than others might.]

I guess we have a place to start looking for clues. Come on, Shaggy.

[Harry wanted to ask the nice man with the big stick more questions, but it didn't seem he was very forthcoming with answering. He glared his very practiced wizard glare after the guy as he moved off, by all appearances on patrol, and moved to catch up with Freya. It only took him two strides to do that. He had long legs.]

Maybe the inn'll have a pint or two. [It would be a place to start alright. A place to potentially meet the remaining survivors, since that's what this was quickly beginning to feel like, and hopefully get some answers.] So. Thelma or Daphne?

[Freya chuckles at the question.]

You really have to ask? [First of all, she's the smart one. So obviously it's Thelma. She also looks damn sexy in glasses but that doesn't seem to be an important thing to mention.]

[He looks thoughtful, seriously thinking this one over. He strokes his chin in wizardly fashion.]

Well...you're small, dodgy. You sniff things. [He noticed that.] You could be Scrappy-Doo.

[Freya pouts.]

That's so mean! At least let me be Scooby or his cousin Scooby-dum! Scrappy is the worst character in that show!

[Harry barks a laugh.]

You want to be Scooby-Dum? [And he shrugs.] Scooby-Dum it is.

[Freya rolls her eyes though a smile still plays across her lips.]

If you've seen the show you'll know that anyone is better than scrappy. Besides, I know I'm smarter than you. [She flashes a grin at him.] I don't need more than that.

[She's used to being the smartest person in a room.]

Smarter than me, huh? [He smiled.] You need an orange turtleneck.

I can probably find one of those.

[Except it'd totally ruin her punk-esque style. For Scooby-doo, she would totally do it.]

[Harry grins.]

I dig your priorities.

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