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TEST DRIVE MEME #1

No gimmicky dinosaur setup this time round, since the game is actually rolling now! If you've got a character you want to try out in this setting, make a thread with them on here, and if you don't, see if you can tag other people with your characters.

Test drive threads can be anything you like, in-person or online, just make it clear which one your thread is when you start it. Make sure to put the name of the character and what canon they're from in the subject, so people know who they are and where they come from.

Can I use test drive threads as samples for my app?
Indeed you may, fair stranger

Can I decide a test drive thread is game canon?
Heck yeah you can, provided the person you threaded it with is cool with that too!

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It has been a handful of perigrees since Disciple had woken up. Woken up to a planet and time not her own, woken up to a place that was beyond imagination. She did not belong here in all senses of the phrase, but she was trying to make do, for it was all she had.

Yet that was easier said than done. Everyone she knew must have long since died and been left as food for wild animals. Everything about this world was disorienting and other. No matter how much she read she never felt like she knew enough and for the first time, perhaps ever, she found it difficult to motivate herself to pick up the texts she was given and chug on.

It was this inability to continue reading that had finally gotten her out of the tiny, secluded apartment she had been given. Reading could only do so much, especially when you had no foundation with which to absorb all the information contained within books. She thought perhaps if she experienced this world a little it would all become easier and while the fresh air had been nice she just couldn't bring herself to approach people as she had once been able to do so easily.

Aimless wandering had eventually brought her to a park, and to a wooden bench where she took her seat. There she remained, watching people pass by until the sun finally began to descend--a reminder that even her sleeping patterns had been turned upside down. She probably ought to return home now, but still she remained where she was.

As the Disciple sits in the part, some kind of public performance makes itself obvious. There is a man in a long plaid shirt surrounded by a throng of excited children, who seems to be pontificating on the subject of "magic" while doing various tricks. At once point he produces a living bird from behind one of the children's ears.

Perhaps it is a bit more than sleight of hand.

"Take the advise that the universe gives you," he says to them, apparently in conclusion to the show. "And listen to your to your gut." He gently smacks a fist against his abdomen and a couple of the children laugh. "The signs that shine brightest are the ones that find you. Goodnight, everybody!"

The children all part as the sun begins to set, their parents coming to fetch them and bring them home. The young man stands alone of the grass for a few moments, ostensibly mumbling to himself, though his eyes eventually rest on her. Looking distracted from whatever he was doing, he comes over to her.

"Hi," he says to her, smiling. "Can you speak English?"

When the sounds of the show had broken Disciple out of her reverie, she gave it her full attention. A faint smile found its way to her lips. That's not something you would see on Alternia, at least not often. Even she finds herself rather impressed by the performance the man gives, and she can't help but be a little warmed by the ecstatic reactions of the human wigglers.

One of the things that had been a surprise in her reading was the human family unit. Perhaps it was because her own lusus had been a mammal, and because she had seen the honest and deep love between the Signless and Dolorosa, but she found herself taken by it. Doubtless many trolls would find it weird, and perhaps even disgusting but Di couldn't help but regard it--and by extension, human wigglers (or children) with some fondness.

When the show ends she's a little disappointed and slips back into her thoughts. It's the sound of his approaching footsteps that first catch her attention and she lists a slightly wary gaze to him. Wary, but not hostile.

At the question, she gives a small nod of her head. "I do," granted she was better at understanding than speaking it, but she had done quite well in the couple months she was here, "nice show."

"Thanks!" he says, easily. He has a fairly ancient looking book tucked under his arm, which he shifts around as he reaches into one of his pockets. He clenches something in his fist and presses it into her palm.

It's a coin, ostensibly worth one american dollar. It's a little scuffed up, but still shines in the dim lighting.

"A little girl gave this to me - she said she was given it by the tooth fairy on her sixth birthday, this month. I think it's lucky. You should have it."

Di takes the coin, slowly turning it around in her finger. It's a little weird to be presented with a coin like this. Granted, she doesn't think it's worth that much but she isn't accustomed to receving gifts, much less from strangers.

She hates feel so cynical--hates it--but she can't help but wonder at this minor altruism.

"That's very kind of you." Her tone is questioning and a brow is raised.

Her skepticism seems to just roll of his shoulders, as he sits down on the bench next to her, but at a respectful distance. He's glancing up at the sky as he speaks.

"It's not much, really, in the grand scheme of things," he says, still smiling slightly, but more subdued. "Though she did tell me it was her very first baby tooth - that's a good one."

That lifts the corners of her mouth a tiny bit. Slowly she pockets the coin in her jacket, keeping her hands inside to keep them warm. She angles herself slightly towards Jack. He seems ok so far, and meeting people had been the whole point of coming out here. She's still tense and a little lost on what to even say but she isn't going to let such insecurities rule her forever.

"I'd say that's fairly important then. Thanks. I could use a little luck," after a moment she nodded, indicating the book that he held in his hands, "what is it?"

The curiosity wasn't feigned despite the difficulty she had been having with reading recently.

It seemed like she had, for a variety of reasons. Some not as obvious as others - he'd just been talking about the important of signs, after all.

"What? Oh, this?" He lifts up the book. It's some kind of thick, musty tome, with yellowed pages. A moment later he murmurs, seemingly to the book itself: "Shh. Be cool. Just let me talk to her."

"This is Tomie!" he says to her. "He's a good friend of mine."

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Did he just...talk to that book?

Disciple didn't really know how to react to that. It was one of the moments she had fear where she didn't know if this was a normal every day thing in this planet and time or not. She had seen a number of miraculous and seemingly impossible things in the form of technology and powers she had never heard of before.

She really didn't want to look stupid, but there really was no way of knowing unless she asked.

"Oh. Is he...what kind of book is [It? He? He.] he?

"The unknowably magical kind, mostly," he says. "I found him in my attic years ago. He's how I became a mage." He's glad that, in this day and age, you could usually just say you were magic and have people believe you - or at least that it was some kind of regular superhuman stuff. Perhaps aliens were less up on this kind of thing, though.

"...Unfortunately, I'm the only one that can actually hear him talk. It's made me look like a lunatic more than once, let me tell you..."

Maybe this is one of those times, who knows.

Hearing voices that others could not hear was not unusual. Psiioniic had, and Di knew many other psychics did. Signless had had his visions. Hearing things from a book was a little different, however, but she was willing to give Jack the benefit of the doubt.

"Well, it's good to meet you too then, Tomie. I'm Magdayma." That was a name she hadn't given anyone in a long time, even excluding the 2000 years she had been kept asleep. It had once been a very intimate act for her, but it meant all of nothing now.

"I don't think I caught your name?" She lifted her gaze back to Jack.

"Tomie says hi," Jack says. He holds out his hand to shake. "And I'm Jack the Plaid. Nice to meet you, Magdayma. What brings you to Earth?"

That was a rather loaded question. It hadn't really been her choice after all. Hell, she hadn't even known of the existence of this planet until she woke up on it.

"Necessity." It seemed like an honest enough answer without getting into details she wasn't comforting sharing, and details that would probably just make the conversation uncomfortable.

"Life is not the safest back on Alternia, I did not really have much going there, and I had some people willing to help here, so why not? It has been a learning experience, that is for certain."

"Yeah, Alternia never seemed like the greatest place," he admits, apparently not finding much reason to doubt or question her explanation. He smiles a little. "Some of the people seem cool, though."

At least one of them, anyway.

"Some." She agreed.

"So for someone coming to Earth for the first time, what would you suggest in terms so sights and things to check out?" She had been told numerous things and had read even more, but it was the first time she had really had the chance to just talk to a human. Someone who had grown up on this planet and knew it personally.

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