Test Drive

[jarredforlife]

[NOTE: changed the info link to reflect info shuffling in my posts.]

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Prompt 1: Everyday Life

[A nondescript man pats down his pockets, frowns, and then heads your way with purpose.]

So . . . Don't suppose I could get a smoke off of you?

Prompt 2: I Can't Believe It's Not Thusia

[Your character has died! And then . . . woken up in some cold stone room full of weird shrines??? Plus some strange dude is sitting next to you, puffing lightly on a cigarette.]

Oh, you're awake? Then welcome back to the land of the living. Or to the land of the re-living. Still not sure how the terminology works there.

Prompt 3: You Make Up A Scenario

[You make up a scenario.]

Comments

[jarredforlife]

[jabs at the one he pointed to again]

That one? If not, they'll be able to tell you where to go.

[wethrinaer]

Oh, lovely. Well, let us see if I cannot at least arm myself.

[he climbs to his feet and dusts himself off, then makes sure his clothes are presentable before heading over to the shrine]

[jarredforlife]

[will probably take the opportunity to wander over to whichever god supplies his cigarettes and make sure their standing quest is still going well! so he'll probably still be in the room once Maias is finished.]

[wethrinaer]

[Maias' own visit must've gone well enough, because he's walking away from one of the shrines with two, shiny daggers - both of which he twirls between his fingers, before they disappear into his sleeves.

He may have looked relaxed before, but now it's far more genuine]

[jarredforlife]

[noticing that]

I see everything went well?

[wethrinaer]

I've a tab to pay back as soon as I'm able, but yes, it did.

[jarredforlife]

A tab, huh. Better get used to it.

[wethrinaer]

I'm quite good at paying what I owe.

[jarredforlife]

I didn't say you'd try to shirk it, just that you're going to have one for a while.

[wethrinaer]

No, no, that's what I meant—I won't have a tab for long.

[jarredforlife]

Oh, the confident type. Well, good luck.

[wethrinaer]

I'm not very fond of owing others. [he shrugs, all grins]

[jarredforlife]

I think most people don't.

[wethrinaer]

True enough, true enough. But I'm a business man, or—I was. I'm used to it being the other way around.

[jarredforlife]

Well, this world still needs a lot of work . . . you might find some business for yourself yet.

[wethrinaer]

[that makes him burst into laughter]

I've no doubts about that at all!

[jarredforlife]

That's the spirit.

[wethrinaer]

Yes, well, if they pull someone like me in, I'm certain a few more unsavory folk will make their appearance as well.

[jarredforlife]

Unsavory . . . Well, they haven't seemed particularly discerning to me so far, so you're probably right.