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TEST DRIVE #6


TEST DRIVE MEME
Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket! |
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I-- [ What? It takes a second or three to even parse what's being said here, then he does much more than simply turning his head to side-eye her, he sits up and twists so he's looking at her square on, brow furrowed. ] What? Dragons do not phwoar.
[ Did she mean roar or...??? Whatever, he'll be offended for the sake of all dragonkind just in case.]
Nothing at all makes a sound that ridiculous!
[ He doesn't seem too worried about the 'stick you' part. No, no, let's focus on the funny noises here instead. ]
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You do! You should! You're doing it wrong. Dragons don't use words either. You're all wrong.
Rrrgh! Just stop talking, you!
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Stop talking? Very well, I shall, but just for the record, I do not phwoar, I... [ This, this is the part where Draco whirls around, kicking up a mass of dust and dirt as he moves, and lunges at Sera, although he intends to fall just short of reaching her. The intent isn't to attack, but to-- ] RRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRR!
[ Complete with all the ground-shaking depth, bad breath, and bits of mutton flying everywhere that any good dragon roar requires. ]
god I'm the worst sry
Oh, hell yeah. [ It's all he can do to keep from running right into the fray, lingering beside Sera instead. ] So, how are we doing this?
shhh better late than never. :)
Oh, there you are! Eugh. [Give her a moment she is covered in gross parts and bits and ewe.] Uhhhh... I go high, you go low. Aim for... Whatever. Just hit it.
[Best at planning.]
bull was just arriving fashionably late
Blasted little--!
[ Ugh. Of course the little archer was only the first one.
He has a split second to decide which is more a threat and it immediately falls to Bull. Sorry, Sera, but a massive axe wound would fester far worse than a hide full of arrows, so he turns to focus on the giant man and lashes out with what has the farthest reach, his tail. Watch yo legs, bro. ]
Blackguards! Very well, then, if you so seek death, come at me!