TEST DRIVE MEME;

[modforged]

➥ Comment with a character you'd like to use in the setting of Warforged (character/canon in subject line).
➥ For the purposes of the meme, you may choose the flight you feel best fits your character.
➥ These threads may be used in place of your FIRST PERSON SAMPLE on your application!! Yay!!!
➥ Be sure to provide a location of some kind if you are not using the dragon sanctums!
➥ Don't forget, different colored flights CANNOT ENTER one another's sanctums without being attacked!
➥ Tag around! Have fun! WE LOOK FORWARD TO HAVING YOU!

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[lexiconning]

[ Syllona steps beside him to keep his face in view -- maybe it's odd, being kinda familiar with Cat's demeanor. It doesn't ruffle her feathers to follow what most would probably call a pretty rude cue.

Because that's what she assumes this is. ] I... I guess I shouldn't. [ She waits a good couple seconds before adding, hesitantly: ] Are you letting me follow you?

[raggedydoc]

[Oh, sure, you can have timey-wimey shenanigans going on in your own sanctum, but you can't let others have their ships. That's fine, he'll just sulk about it for a bit. I mean, since you derailed his sulking plans anyway by kidnapping him in the first place.]

Not every day I end up with strange powers, either. Usually I end up saving the universe with nothing but my own two hands. [Also his considerable brainpower, plus the contents of his pockets. Don't knock it, twine can be really useful. Not to mention his sonic screwdriver, of course.] And trust me, I'm used to things being too hot to handle, as you put it. I think I'll be able to handle myself just fine around here.

[Famous last words. Nozdormu isn't going to help you once the trolls have you in a pot cage, Doctor.]

[raggedydoc]

[He's noticed the young woman shadowing him, darting a few glances at her when she hasn't been looking, but he hasn't spoken to her yet. When she speaks, he turns to look at her, a carved wooden bowl in his hands. He can see every stage of its life, from acorn to tree, to being shaped by a Night Elven artisan and used by one of the villagers.]

Nothing. It should just come to you naturally. Here- [He closes the distance between them, taking one of her hands and pressing it against the bowl.] Do you see it? The acorn being planted and growing tall through the years, stretching for the sun until it's felled by an axe, the hands of a woman coaxing the most natural shape for the bowl out of the grain of the wood, bit by bit?

[hexdere]

[ She smirks, in a flash disappearing and reappearing directly in front of him. ]

And yet I gave it. It's only expected you should show some kindness in return.

[blindshots]

[ Nelina makes a slight growl as if trying to figure out what Alexstrasza is. Surely her senses aren't that off, right? ]

I am. I'd not be able ta see without her. [ Since Halola'ni believes that it's better to just do instead of talking something up, she'll fumble around on her face and hair before they land on her goggles.

Soon, she removes them very carefully to show the clouded warm orange eyes without the hindrance of her goggles. ]

This be what I mean.

[blindshots]

[ The troll takes a moment to lightly giggle as she shakes her head. ]

Ya want help with the whelps?

>[ It may be a little weird to handle dragons, but she's used to weird things. ]

[blindshots]

[ It helps that Anna's voice was like that - loud, chipper, so that Halola'ni can turn in the direction that she was in. For now, Nelina hasn't moved, but she's definitely keeping close to her mistress just in case. This world was a strange one and she wasn't going to let Halola'ni get hurt. ]

Nelina's a she, mon. [ She can't see the hand flapping beyond blurred lines. ]

I don't know what yer definition of normal is, but she's fairly normal ta me. [ She'll chuckle and shake her head, causing the trinkets in her hair to hit against her head. ] Nah, it wasn't rude. Don't worry, mon.

[stonefaith]

[ That's right. Bariyan laughs gently into the kiss, drawing it out for a little while longer, then breaks off with some reluctance. He wipes his mouth clean on the back of his hand and smirks. ]

There. Just like that, we're halfway to reconciling all the dragonflights already, eh?

[scornful]

[ You're just supposed to take it!!

Cat shakes his head and straightens up, pushing off the wall and striding past Adrasteius. ]

Not at all. [ He stops walking to inspect his nails. ] So-- I can protect you, if you'll protect me, in turn. I'd like a medic.

[scornful]

If you'd like. [ Cat stops and focuses; he spots kaldorei in his periphery. Not paying attention to either him or Syllona, but he imagines that's on purpose. He nods, more to himself than to Syllona. ] I doubt that either of us will get anything out of this place.

[lexiconning]

[ 'If she wants.' Except the last time she went with Catsovi, she...

But it feels like a long time ago now, and this Cat is different somehow. Besides, he seems to know his way around better than her, knows more about dragons.

She knows Cat better than dragons, it feels like. So what's the safer risk? ]Its dangerous outside, though.

...You're a sword fighter, right?

MURDER BOAT SYLLONA U KNOW U WANT IT AGAIN

[scornful]

[ Again, a freeze, again, confusion. Catsovi stares at Syllona with raised eyebrows. He's not carrying any (visible) weapons on him. He'd left his swords behind, for once. How did she know?

He decides not to question it. Doesn't seem worth the effort. He nods. ]

And can you fight?

ruby sanctum

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan's laughter sounds out from somewhere behind Anna, and then Bariyan steps in beside Anna and goes to put a hand over her head. A whelpling has followed him. It hovers hopefully over Anna's shoulder, seeking attention from either human.

Bariyan rubs his jaw thoughtfully. ]

That's all right! We can fix that sort of thing here, you know. [ He tilts his head back and looks up at the sky, smiling vaguely. ] With more dragons.

[telaari]

[Help? Help? Vas stammers for a moment, and tries to cover it by reaching down for a whelp.]

You're not going to - to do things to them, are you?

WWWWWHAT MURDER BOAT WHERE WRONG NUMBER BYE

[lexiconning]

[ She's quiet, looking down then back to him, chewing her lip. ]

I can use magic and I was taught how to fight with a dagger.

[ Frown. ]

I could probably...be better. [ Feet shifting. That's non-committal, isn't it? That's how she ought to say... this.... ]

[flowingsilence]

Then why wonder about it, if you already know? Unless you were wondering over your luck at ending up here.

[flowingsilence]

[ She won't argue. Mages belong in the back row!

Or at least, the way she sees it, is that she's far less armored than Koltira is. It's just common sense to move, although instead of walking, she lifts her staff and, with another flash of light, reappears behind him. It might seem a lazy overuse of such a spell initially, but when the rubble comes crashing down as a towering infernal, blazing with green fire comes through, it'll make much more sense why she relied on magic instead.

Being gone from a spot in an instant is a useful trick when rocks are falling. ]

A demon?

[lalilulequack]

[Surprise is registering in her expression at how easily he cuts them down -- and on getting a look at his face. Para-Medic is definitely not pointing the tranq gun at him. But eventually, she's answering with a little nod.]

Well, usually I'm on radio support, but since the paramedic corp got started, I've been getting a bit more direct field experience. And considering the current local, providing some good support is a bit different.

[hexdere]

[ Of course, it wasn't the first time someone bumped into her while she was doing this. Many were in the same boat as her, she found. They let their thoughts wander as they contemplated their current situation, so when Tharja just appeared in front of them they were caught unawares, lost in thought. Yes, it was a scenario she'd gone through many times, all to her benefit.

She prepared to put on her usual whimsically indignant airs -- ]

You dare --

[ -- until she saw just who she was dealing with. Tharja suddenly found herself breathless, all thoughts gone from her mind. All she could do was sputter out his name. ]

R-robin?!

[disrobin]

[hey, listen, tharja, get your boobs out of his face! this is totally your fault. fortunately, robin is pretty... well, he's not okay with the situation entirely, because he'd really prefer if he knew what was going on before he ended up in all sorts of arbitrary places, but he's flexible. this is okay.

tharja showing up is... more unusual, but hell, it's an improvement over the current situation. because he likes tharja! admittedly, part of his original reason for ... being with her, in many senses, was to prevent her from hexing the hell out of other people; a tactical shipping decision, if you will. but she had a certain... charm to her.

a charm that results in him being pretty pleased that she's here.]

Tharja!

[and then, the most pressing question.]

How did you get here? [and do you intend to move like anytime soon? because he's cool with either option.]

Gaius | Fire Emblem: Awakening | black, though actual final decision pending

[nimblefingers]

A, somewhere appropriately neutral (in the sense that everyone can go there, not that everyone hearts them):

[He had figured out a plan. The angle of approach was perfect. He could get in, get what he came for, and get out before his...alright, his victims figured out what was going on. All he had to do was wait in the shadows, get close, and then get out before they realized what had happened. They had no idea what was about to hit them, and hopefully wouldn't for a few more hours until they checked their supplies and discovered that they were substantially lighter, by which time he'd be a ways aw-

Crivens, who's that person? He remembered seeing them around...forgot their name, fellow dragonsworn and all, and they were about to ruin everything.

And that was when a ginger haired thief popped out of nowhere to attempt to grab whoever it was and haul them into hiding (less kidnapping and more grabbing them by the arm to drag them into the shadows before they were heard haven't people heard of stealth?)]

Shh! Gods, keep quiet!

B, also in some neutral location but somewhere a little more secluded than A probably was:

[And this was the point in which he'd go through his stuff and see what he managed to pick up.

...man, this haul sucked- wait.]

What's this? Candy? Not candy?

[Upon closer reflection it wasn't candy, no, but it appeared to be some kind of semi-exotic fruit of the sort he had never encountered before. Less apple and more like some kind of sketchy berries. He's curious. He wants to try them. And yet there is more than one cautionary tale about people eating strange things out there.]

[hexdere]

[ no robin I will not move ok ]

[ She's still kind of coming to terms with the realization that yes, Robin is here, and no, this is not a dream. She was barely able to think of a clever response when he addressed her, one that of course would make her seem like she knew exactly what she was doing. ]

I had forseen that you would come, of course. So I followed.

[ This is the poker face of a rusemaster. ]

[disrobin]

[robin gives her a look. note that robin is very probably the only person in this world or in any nearby, jamjar-esque world who is capable of giving her this look, which is a look that says that he clearly knows she is full of it and yet he's going to let it slide okay and he'll humor her.]

Well, of course.

[yeah like tharja was just all 'oh shit robin disappeared, better go chase after him! time to display powers i totally never displayed anywhere else that may have been super userful!' he believes you, tharja. it's okay. the wu-tang secret will remain safe with robin.

give him just a moment, though, because he was going to have a talk about hey do you know where we are and what have we found out and all of those sorts of tactical things that tacticians like to know so they can tacticize, but--]

Tharja... are you going to move?

[hexdere]

[ Yes. Of course. She nods, satisfied with his response even though in the back of her mind she knows he didn't really buy it -- at least he was being obedient.

And of course he was asking her to move. She's loathe to do it, because this closeness was what she'd been missing for all of the like a whole day he hadn't been around, but...she did suppose they had business to talk, right now. So she backs off and away from him, casting her gaze downwards. ]

Y-yes. Of course.

B

[hexdere]

[ Zin-Ashari was supposed to be a 'dangerous' place, for people like her. Of course, it was also a centre of magic and power unlike any in Plegia - or Ylisse, or really anywhere she'd been before. Besides, she felt confident enough in her new abilities that she'd be able to avoid any danger that might come her way.

So imagine her surprise when en route to scout the place out, she comes across a familiar face. A familiar face in danger. While she was loathe to call any of those fools 'friends', friends they were. So, from her vantage point, she hits the two watchers with a blinding hex, before blinking to Nowi's side. ]

What are you doing?!

[ this is no place for a child idiot person I care marginally about ]