EVERYONE GET IN THE CAR, it's TEST DRIVE TIME!

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TEST DRIVE MEME



WHAT THE FUCK TO DO:

► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting or alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need them!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether or not you're voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk and get people to get their big asses in here and force them to app or face the consequences. Oh, and I guess have fun. I suppose that's important, too.

reposted from the lessor who reposted it from ineuphony, you get the picture. posted with mod permission!

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[karlsefni]

[this was a bad idea, this was the worst idea in existence why did he do this why. stepping back, obviously! definitely not coming anywhere near those bear arms, and scowling—by the way, he has a white, plastic bag in hand, full of groceries. (the domesticated life of thorfinncat, tamed into not stabbing groceries as he buys them.)]

What—[injuries? ..right, he's been here for a while now.] Keh, I got rid of those long ago. [and he's not looking to get more.]

/weeps gently

[ponypuncher]

_{[No best idea fuck you if you wont come over for a hug, uncle is just going to waltz right up and just give a look.]}

But I just saw you the other day--

<sub>[Before he came here, that is.

...Thorfinn what are you even carrying what is that what]</sub>

What's that you've got there? They didn't tell me about white sacks in this town! _{Or what country this is for that matter... It's certainly not England or Denmark...}

/fuc-- wait pg13. /fucks yo shit up.

[karlsefni]

[an eyebrow raises—hilariously enough, thorfinn's not aware of the time shenanigans here beyond that people come from different time periods. but there's a distraction, and he's.. feeling a bit of pity, almost. because he, too, said the same thing..]

It's called a "grocery bag". And you'd better go back to wherever your house is or whatever and ask the people there, I'm not dealing with you. [so. this...means he's turning on his heel to leave.

turning his back on the enemy is #gooddecisions]

/cries!!

[ponypuncher]

<sub>[If Thorfinn was telling the truth, then maybe Thorkell could have a little fun with this. There was a good chance it could get an awfully nasty reaction but oh dear it would be fun!

He crosses his arms over his chest and slowly shakes his head. 'tut tut']</sub>

No need to be rude! What would your father think if he saw you behaving this way?

_{[c: c: c:]}

i can't with this i can't with you

[karlsefni]

[his response is snappish, unnecessarily so—he'd throw a knife, in all honesty, if he could, but he's only got two on him and wasting them would be bad.]

Fuck you, he's dead, he can't say shit about it.

nope

[ponypuncher]

_{[Aww yes. Let's push more buttons!]}

Hmm, that's true! That's very true--Oh, but what about your mother, Helga?

_{[He's actually curious about that, too! He hasn't seen his little niece in so long.]}

B|

[karlsefni]

[i hate you, uncle]

[he actually stops then, eyes narrowing, and he's stiff, but it's not about his father.]

So? Who gives a shit? [he's faking nonchalance, and it's not that hard to tell—but at the same time, there's an air about his words that makes it clear: he's abandoned her, it's none of his business now.]

c: 1/2

[ponypuncher]

_{[is it because he was never around? he has all the time in the world to make up for it with bonding.]}

Oh, you're just too cruel!

_{[Thorfinn, look at your life look at the people you are related to.]}

I do, of course!

2/2

[ponypuncher]

She is my niece after all.

[karlsefni]

[i can't fucking believe we're related]

Yeah? Visit Iceland sometime! Figure it out yourself! [and. AND NOW HE'S GOING TO LEAVE. REALLY. SERIOUSLY. LEAVE HIM ALONE.]

[ponypuncher]

_{[blame big bro.]}

You really are cruel! <sub>[NOPE NOT GETTING AWAY THAT EASILY, KIDDO.

How does it feel having an eight foot tall shadow.]</sub>

Ah--speaking of visiting other countries, which one is this? No one would give me a straight answer!

[karlsefni]

[he doesn't bother retorting to the first comment, but he does take a moment to pause, before speaking, curtly but speaking nonetheless.]

It's the land beyond the western horizon—further west than England or Greenland could be. They call it America.

[ponypuncher]

A-mercia. Hmm...

_{[That just came out sounding ridiculous, but he tried!]}

...I don't like it. Is there a jarl here?

[karlsefni]

Keh. [fine, he can do with a bit of explaining.]

They call him the "landlord". No one sees him, but he brought us all here.

[ponypuncher]

_{[The bastard took him away from his fight and he didn't even have the guts to show his face. Figures.]}

Hmph. Then he's a coward.

_{[Just like Sigvaldi in the Battle of Hjörungavágr. Jeeze, how did he get himself 'captured' by someone like that?]}

That means I can't take his head now for stopping me in the middle of our duel, so I have no choice but to wait.

[karlsefni]

—middle of our duel? What're you talking about? [that—happened a while ago, didn't it?]

[ponypuncher]

Hm? Thorfinn, did you hit your head on the branches when you came down?

_{[He understands that his injuries could've healed up if he was here for awhile, but how could he forget that? IT WAS SO IMPORTANT.]}

[karlsefni]

Did you lose some of your brains when I took your eye out? That was weeks ago! Weeks before I came here!

oops icon

[ponypuncher]

My eye? I think you should sit down, lad! I've got both of them!

[karlsefni]

[. . . . . no]

Fuck! [what the hell's going on!?] Nevermind, whatever! [HE NEEDS TO GO FIND SOMEONE TO EXPLAIN THIS SHIT. leaving, leavingleavingleaving!!!]

[ponypuncher]

Wah--! Thorfinn, wait! Don't leave me here! What are you talking about?! How'd you take my eye out?! Tell me! I wanna know what happened!

_{[It sounds like it'd be an awesome story! HE LOST AN EYE HOW SWEET IS THAT.]}

[karlsefni]

You—don't follow me, you bastard! [RUNNING JUMPING CLIMBING TREES, no he's just running down the street, holyfuck] Find out yourself! I'm not telling you shit!