Test Drive Meme!

[hey35andholding]

We're getting close to ap time again, so if you wanna test, now's the time!

HOW TO PLAY:

* Tag into this post with a character you're thinking of apping to the bar with a brief EP set within Milliways and/or its universe. You can be new to the game, or simply testing a new character.

* If you already play at Milliways - or if you don't - feel free to tag in with your own characters and interact with the new characters. If you have a character in the game, you can also post your own EPs for these new characters to thread with.

* Mingle, post, and have fun!

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Snow White from Snow White and the Huntsman, brief spoilers

[trusts_magpies]

If you were to go out the back of the bar today, you'd find a queen in a tree. Dressed sensibly, of course - boots, leggings, tunic, a knife at her belt - but still up a tree.

Snow White would not like to call it hiding, though.

She's just...

Up in a tree. Out by the lake.

Re: Snow White from Snow White and the Huntsman, brief spoilers

[12goingon113]

Up above her something moves. Something in bright saffron robes. Something....er, hanging upside down?


"Hi."

[tokenhotgirl]

[ooc: No, I *still* haven't decided if I'm apping her. I'm very anxious about playing female characters, it's been quite some time since I have in a non-adults only context.]

She tried for over a week to get back, waiting each time she opened a door to see the inside of that freaky bar that apparently isn't a hallucination if the napkin in her pocket is true. Waiting's a bitch.

It wasn't until the morning after her Halloween party, after she'd screwed up and tried to maybe give Kurt another chance, and ended up kissing Leonard of all people, that she opened her front door to walk out into the hall with a baseball cap pulled down low to block out light.

And walked straight into a table where the stairs were supposed to be.

Crap on a cracker.

Well, hello there bar... hair of the dog? Sounds like a good plan.

[balancingminds]

Charles sympathizes as he's got a headache from Cerebro and the tensions of everyone around him.

When she knocks his table with his notes and tea, he says, "Careful."

[tokenhotgirl]

Penny grimaces and looks up with a sheepish grin; "Sorry, I... uh... wasn't exactly expecting to walk in here."

At least it happened on her way out and not coming out of the bathroom in her robe and ratty bunny slippers not even an hour before.

[balancingminds]

"Milliways does like being a surprise. Did you want something for your head?"

He strengthens his shields as her hangover is impressive.

[tokenhotgirl]

She's an open book to read anyway, right now her thoughts mostly involve a bloody mary and aspirin... and maybe making it to the yoga class she's dressed for.

"I'm starting to get that impression," she blinks, focusing herself on the guy at the table - he looks kind of buttoned down, almost nerdy but without that... whole geeky thing her neighbors have. She's pretty sure he's harmless though, and after the night she's had - harmless is good.

"Ugh, yeah - I'm thinking going up and seeing if I can't get something to drink and maybe a few aspirin - are there aspirin here? Is that a universe-endy barish thing? Or do I have to wait until I get home for that?"

[hey35andholding]

TGIF, Penny.

There's another blonde sitting next to you, tonguing her Bud and waiting for a basket of Paradoxes. She gets a drunken eyeing.

"Are you new?" then a shrug. "nah. You don't look new...."

[tokenhotgirl]

The joy of the Halloween hangover made all the worse by the fact that she actually remembers being an idiot.

Penny collapses onto a barstool and mutters something about a bloody mary and aspirin as she drops her yoga mat under her feet.

"Second time, still figuring it out," she mutters into her elbow, closing her eyes under the brim of her baseball cap.

[onceaviking]

The most remarkable thing about the new- comer is not that he looks like he just stepped through the door from 1870. He did, by the way. It's the great self control he shows by not showing much surprise at suddenly being in a public house.

Oh, and the fact that he's dead. Kinda.


Secretive vampire in the house.

Aieee! <3

[the_cupbearer]

"Those were good years."

It isn't that Ganymede can read minds, or knows what Eric is, but he can place the clothes. Living through that era makes him remember the styles fairly well. So have one apparently young--don't be fooled, he's actually older than even your maker, there--man studying your appearance with a faint smile.

[onceaviking]

"I beg your pardon? "
The reply is polite and accented. The smile accommodating. But he moves his head a little too fast perhaps and he can feel the weight of his fangs, just out of sight. A dull pressure.

Something is off about this place.

[the_cupbearer]

"Your clothes," he clarifies. "They're from the eighteen-seventies. They were good times, at least or some of us."

Ganymede knows that smile, and the tone of the answer. It's the same way he replies, or did for a long time.

[onceaviking]

"They were?"

There is a slight emphasis on 'were'.

What was this place?

[notyetwritten]

A haggard, unwashed man slumps through the doorway with his eyes closed as he removes his reading glasses and rubs them. He had been fighting off sleep for a long time, both to finish the work he must do to delay the inevitable for another few weeks and to fight off his own uneasy dreams.

His work is nowhere near finished, but if his theory is correct, Riven should be stable enough to be safe during a brief period of rest. Not a long one, but if his dreams don't wake him, his mehanical alarm certainly will. Catherine would survive.

Tomorrow it would begin again, but right now it can wait. Right now it is time for Atrus to take his rest. Right now...he is standing in a strange room, surrounded by strange people, and is obviously a long way from K'veer.

Atrus blinks and rubs his eyes once again. Was he dreaming? Or had he gone mad? Given that the man been awake for days (and hasn't seen another soul for months), one might forgive him for being less than entirely certain. Or articulate.

"Wh...what?"

[balancingminds]

Charles is working and hiding if he's going to be honest with himself from all that's going on at the facility.

When Atrus enters, Charles looks up and smiles, that's a familiar sight, "This is Milliways. Come sit down. Would you like some tea or coffee?"

[notyetwritten]

Atrus blinks again. "Milliways? Is that the name of this...no, that's not possible, the only books I have with me are..."

He shakes his head. "Forgive me, I've not slept in some time. I'm not dreaming, then? Or mad?"

[balancingminds]

"No, you're not any of those. Sit down and I'll try to explain what I can. Where were you last?"

[no_vampires_plz]

"Are you okay?"

Being addressed by a four-foot-tall purple equine with the voice of a young woman is probably less than reassuring to a man who doubts his own sanity.

[notyetwritten]

"I...erm...ah..." Yeah, that settles it. He has finally gone mad. Now he's seeing purple horses.

[no_vampires_plz]

"You look pretty tired," says the apparition. "You should probably sit down..."

Portal!

[testsubject1498]

Chell is seated at a booth, with her portal gun on the seat next to her and her still burnt but at least cleaned up Companion Cube placed on the opposite side. She's acquired a black non-permanent marker somewhere and is absent-mindedly doodling a picture of a cake on the wall beside her.

That's not against the rules, right?

Re: Portal!

[hecu_marine]

No, it's not. Not at all.

Although it is going to get her a rather peculiar look from one of the human passers-by.

[testsubject1498]

Peculiar looks are fine by Chell, so long as they're not sphere-shaped. Or glowing. Or whispering I don't blame you as they die.

Though he might hurt the Companion Cube's feelings. She adds another circle-cherry.

[hecu_marine]

Well, he does glance over at the cube a moment, and then back to the woman. Eventually, though, he says, "Uh... 'scuse me, ma'am, but- I don't mean to interrupt, you just look a mite familiar."

(Kinda. In the way that Captain Steve Rogers of 1942 kinda resembled the General Steven "Rojhaz" Rogers he'd originally met, years ago.)