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Test Drive: April 2019
Test Drive Meme
Winter

Want to see if your character is a good fit for the setting? Not sure which character concept you want to go for? Or maybe you just want to play around in a meme with no commitment? It's all good! Feel free to use one of the winter-themed prompts below, or write up one of your own with no restrictions!
Blizzard!
The winter storm is a bad one, where it's not safe to be outside for more than a few minutes. The winds are fierce and destructive, the snow is blinding, and it's easy to get lost when everything around you looks exactly the same. Will you stay inside where it's warm and keep your friend company? Or are there too many tasks that can't be ignored just because the weather's a little chilly?
Fun in the Snow
The countryside looks beautiful in winter, with every house and fence and tree cloaked in glittering white snow. It's the perfect kind of day for a real honest-to-goodness sleigh ride. Or maybe you'd prefer to build a snowman. Or maybe that dude over there needs a snowball glued to his face right now and only you can make that happen.
Food Storage Looters
Fall is the season to gather food and prepare for winter. Winter is the season for rest and bonding with friends and family. But not everyone has that kind of foresight. Goblins, for example, get their food by raiding farms and orchards and stealing chickens. The fields are barren and the coops are locked up to keep the chickens nice and warm, so is it really any surprise that the lock to the town food stores is broken, and there's sounds of squabbling and munching and belching coming up from the cellar?
Starry Night
The holiest of all Vallaress holidays. It's a time of feasting and exchanging gifts as anticipation for spring begins to escalate. It's also the most popular time for marriage proposals and weddings! Are you planning to get hitched? Or maybe you're attending the ceremony between two villagers just about to be wed when something interrupts? This is also the one day of the year where monsters are pretty much guaranteed not to attack anyone as they're all struck with a terrible weakness and apathy.
Blighted Snowmen!
Yesterday everyone competed to build the best snow creations. Along with the traditional snowmen, people also made snow bunnies, snow buffalos, and even a snow castle. But a blight sorcerer can't stand the sight of fun, and cast a terrible enchantment that animated each and every one of those snow creatures to come to life! Watch out! Rabid snow castle is lumbering your way!
Magic Lessons: Fire
Almost everyone wants to learn some sort of fire magic during the winter season, whether it's because they ran out of firewood, or because they need a magic flame that won't dim or sputter out when setting up camp during a long journey. Are you a student? A teacher? Or maybe you're just trying to figure out how to cast a self-taught fireball, because there's no way that could end poorly.

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If I knew that, I'd be off doing something instead of being up here.
[No, him winding up here's the result of the same aimless wandering that'd dragged her up here - the same hope that he might see literally anything out the window that'd save him from another completely dull afternoon.
[If you can't tell, she might be the most listless, bored person in the castle, but he's not all that far behind.
[And please, Yang. Whether or not you're his type, he ain't going anywhere near that.]
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Screw off, Conner, I'm not your jester. Go muck the stables or something.
[She folds her hand over her knuckles, trying to ease that weird tingle that keeps creeping into her hands. It doesn't help at all, but she feels a little bit more soothed if she rubs at it. Maybe she really will try to hit him after all. He has to have some sort of weakness, and if she could find out what it is, then maybe her mother would finally get off of Yang's back for a change.]
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[Said with sarcasm that probably does nothing to make her less pissed at him, and he realizes that as soon as he says it. Maybe not the best approach if he's trying to avoid a fight, but ... whatever. It's out there, and he just sighs.]
Look, dude, if you wanna go a couple rounds that's fine, but I'm not looking to start shit today. The boss is busy working on ... something, so I think it's probably best we don't make a mess and piss him off, okay?
[He reaches into one of the pouches on his belt and fishes out of flask - one that'd been nice when he'd stolen it a few years back, but had picked up a few dings and scratches along the way.]
Peace offering?
[He holds it out to her, giving it a little shake to slosh around it's contents and prove that there is something in it.]
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[She blows out a breath.]
Yeah, fine.
[While she doesn't think he'd be the type to put something nasty in a flask he's carrying around, she still gives the opening a sniff to confirm it before she takes a long pull, throwing her head back. Yang doesn't drink all that often; she doesn't like the taste. But she does like the burn. She holds the flask back out to him as she savors each small swallow and the way it warms the back of her throat and down.]
[...Hm.]
You got parents?
[She doesn't look at him as she asks, just holding the flask out to him so he can take it back.]
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I mean ... yeah? Probably, somewhere out there.
[He gestures vaguely out the window with the flask, wiping his mouth with the back of his free hand.]
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What do you mean? Who raised you?
[Or is he an amnesiac? He never acted like some sort of moping sadsack longing to know his roots, or who had no clues about his past. Didn't he ever wonder about that shit? He must have. ...Right? Damn it, she never asked before, maybe she should have!]
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Me, myself, and I, baby.
[And with that ... another swig from the flask.]
There were like, some people in half-way houses, or people who tried to look out for the kid on the street, but like ... ninety percent of the time?
[Just him. On his own, doing his thing, just kinda making it up as he went along.]
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That sucks.
[Her remark might sound dismissive to the average person, but Yang doesn't often voice sympathy at all. His situation is worse than hers ever was. Yet here he is, relaxed, and totally fine, while she's an angry mess.]
You ever wanted to go look for them, figure out why you got dumped off like that?
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No?
[Why the hell would he?
[Then, a second later that sympathy registers and ... well, his expression shifts a little. He's not suddenly regretful, pining over the life he would have had, but he's not actively scoffing at it anymore. She's asking a real question, so he's gonna give her a real answer.]
Not in a long time, at least.
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[Yang pulls her legs in and stretches one arm across her chest until the shoulder joint cracks, then does the same for the other arm.]
You said the boss was busy with something, right?
[She shakes out her wrists and smirks.]
I wanna see what kind of person my mom shacked up with to make me. Maybe we'll figure out what kind of losers bailed on you too while we're out there. We'll say we were scouting around for a new target.
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You're asking me to go on a road trip?