TEST DRIVE MEME

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ΩUTSIDERS
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]

[well hello tall, dark, and muscular. with you around, the frown doesn't stay for long. it's not her thing and with him flexing his muscles like that she's not about to adopt the bitter can't-get-her-fix shtick anytime soon.

she smirks, tilting her head.]

Oh, I'm definitely in need of a stiff one.

[old joke, but hey, new place.]

Shame the barkeep seems to already know my type.

[thegunshow]

What, old Rufus here? You just need to learn to speak his language.

[that being the language of a credit chit sliding across the bar. someone else's credit chit. he was really good at poker when he wasn't playing with goddamn turians.]

So what's your pleasure? Batarian shard wine? Screaming vorcha? A shot of Blue Eternity.... [ryncol? no, no. only loco could drink that shit and live to go through the hangover later.]

Or maybe we should just stick to cerveza.

[backstabbing]

[James Vega you are a man after Isabela's cold buried unromantic heart.

her eyes follow the chit, the concept of money not being coin entirely foreign to her, and while her pleasant smirk remains she can't help but raise an eyebrow at the exchange. things to keep a look out for when picking pockets. got it.

the names he rattles off are just as foreign, but she knows enough Antivan to catch the last one.]

Can't say I've ever heard of the others, but so long as someone who isn't me is buying, I'll take just about anything.

[she'll lean forward a bit. is she showing off her ample cleavage? why yes, yes she is.]

I'm awfully flexible with my pleasures.

[thegunshow]

[goddamn, she was built like an asari stripper. one that's somehow wearing less clothes than an actual asari stripper. James is pretty sure this is how fashion was meant to evolve. none of that silly random holes cut out of long dresses shit, just a general lack of pants and really high boots.

he stared at her tits for a while, because she obviously meant him to and it would be rude to just ignore that. did she just say that she'd take anything? how about a long, hard--]

Tequila shots! [he held up four fingers to the bartender] Reposado, por favor. We'll have a nice drink and maybe then you can show me your uh...flexibility. It's James, by the way. James Vega.

[backstabbing]

[this is how they dress in the good old days. except not really it's only Isabela who dresses like this. while he stares she takes it as an opportunity to look him over once again.

oh, he has tattoos too. she certainly enjoys her men with markings. there's a low chuckle.]

If I stay in this good mood until I'm well and drunk, I might show you more.

[this is just how she likes to spend her evenings in strange places.]

Isabela.

[thegunshow]

[the ink is pretty much a requirement. he likes getting a new tat for each new scar. like a trade-off.

plus they made for more interesting rounds of 'show me yours and I'll show you mine'.]

Is-a-bela... [he'd probably still call her bonita. nicknames were his thing.] Welcome to Omega. It's a complete shithole, but that never seems to stop anybody from showing up.

[backstabbing]

[oh she does love that game.]

That's it.

[she knows a guy who makes nicknames his business, so it won't come to a surprise when she hears that she's been given another. she's had plenty of names, Isabela's not even her ~true~ name.]

So I can tell. Not my choice coming here, but if it truly is the shithole you say it is, then I'll fit right on in.

[thegunshow]

Someone as cute as you? Nah, I can't believe that. Omega's for lowlifes and people loco enough to chase after 'em. Aria might pretend that she's got a kingdom here, but it's really just a trash heap.

[oh look, tequila shots. He lifts his for a toast.]

Who's like us?