TEST DRIVE MEME

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TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to the outsiders test drive meme! You can use this post to tag with characters you're interested in bringing to the game or who you'd like to try out in the setting.


Please set all threads in one of three areas: the landing zone, where your character get off the shuttle upon arrival; the markets, where your character might run into any of the station's alien population; or in the residential district they'll be staying in.

φ Please give the name and canon of your character in the subject line! OCs and AUs are welcome.
φ You may use threads from this post as a log sample, so long as it has at least 5 of your comments in action tags or prose.
φ You can keep CR from this meme if both players agree to it OOCly, and so long as you keep interactions to these starting areas.
φ Apps open on 1/27; the game opens 2/2.
φ You can find more information on our setting here, and our navigation is here!

Comments

[backstabbing]

[it's not like Hawke's ever had a chance to stop Isabela from getting in trouble though. it just comes to her, like a song to a bard. trouble is her middle name...if she had a middle name.

she takes a long look at the card before her dirty fingers take the credit chit from Hawke, turning it in her hand.]

Soooo...[she purses her lips] how do you know if this has any money on it?

[nevermind the fact that she's also wondering HOW THE FUCK IT WORKS she waves it playfully at Hawke]

Is this yours? Can I have it?

[unyieldingly]

[Hawke offers her a fairly crooked smile, struggling to keep herself from an all-out smirk.]

I don't. For all I know, the man could have been lying.

[And that, of course, gets Isabela a sidelong look as she leans her hip against the bar. She did not fall off the boat yesterday, bestie.]

You can't get your own?

[backstabbing]

[oh come on, sweetness, give her that smirk. she knows you have it in you.]

Men do love lying to a pretty face. But you associate yourself with lying scum of the earth like me and Varric. Surely you'd be able to tell.

[she continues to fiddle with the chit, not liking it one bit. nothing beat something good and solid like coin in your hand, this was too...technical for her. it didn't feel right, it didn't feel satisfying. but money is money and it's what makes men and women sing like larks.

she raises her eyebrows at Hawke, feigning innocence.]

Are you suggesting I should steal? I'm supposed to be the bad influence here, not you.