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]

[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!

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[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!