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rubycity_ooc2015-02-01 07:49 pm
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February Test Drive!
Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?
Have no fear, a meme for you is here.
Directions:
- Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.
- Post with your character with their name and canon on top!
- If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.
- Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.
Locations
1.TRAIN STATION - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.
Scenarios
1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. CURRENT EVENTS - None at the moment, but feel free to look through our <href="http://rubycity-ooc.dreamwidth.org/tag/event">event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!
earendil | tolkien
[ The train is long gone, no doubt off to collect another round of passengers and the platform is mostly empty. Its sole occupant is settled at the top of the steps leading down to the street below. His clothing is plain; a blue tunic and dark trousers to contrast with golden hair, scuffed boots, and an unadorned blade at his side.
He's carefully holding the communication device, expression neutral. When the man --if he is indeed a man, there seems to be something not entirely human about his features -- finally speaks, his voice is quiet and musical. ]
Why have we been brought here? I would know the purpose of my presence in this place.
beach
[Eventually he finds the beach, unmindful of the sea-longing. He's lived with that so long it has become a part of his soul. It is chilly, more evocative of winter than summer, but the cold does not bother him. Instead, the change is a welcome one. A reminder, perhaps, of what it means to be human.
The Mariner settles comfortably in the sand, legs crossed out of long habit, and watches the horizon in hopes of catching a glimpse of a very special star. ]
wildcard
[ choose your own adventure ]
beach guess who
There is someone here, who Earendil probably never wanted to see - who, in truth, probably does not want to see him either, and the song comes to an abrupt halt as Maglor recognises the peredhel on the shore. ]
Hail Earendil [ He whispers, so softly, and begins to back up ] Brightest of stars, above this Middle-earth sent unto men
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He rises to his feet, light eyes locked on the older man, arms folding themselves loosely across his chest. ]
Hail, Maglor, Mighty in Song. [ Not so mighty in other ways. ] What do you want.
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Nothing, lord. I did not think to find you here... I will go.
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Go, then. Far be it from me to keep a son of Feanor from fleeing.
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Yes lord. I... I like to ... come to the Sea. Will... you mind if I do?
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This beach belongs to everyone, from what I understand. You need not my permission to walk across its sands.
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None of that entitles you to play the martyr now. Not with me.
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Then what would you have of me instead? I cannot reverse the past. I may not seek forgiveness. If my regret is not enough, then will you have my life instead?
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Yes, I am sure that would bring you some sense of satisfaction. Dying at the hand of another elf. [ Half-elven he may be genetically, but he cast his lot with the eldar long ago. ] Fostering the evil that your father begat the moment he raised his sword against the shipwrights of Alqualonde.
I would have nothing from you. My home is lost, my sons raised by those who slew their own kind, and just thinking about the lengths you went for a gem makes me ill.
Mags I know you want him to punch you but that is downright mean
But I will go, and not return to this cove.
[ As he turns to leave he throws back ]
Hate me all you like, Mariner, it is my due, and just. But remember this - I kept you alive for your sons, when I could just as easily have taught them to hate you instead.
Beach
So why was he here? A figure comes into view just then and he pauses, grey eyes narrowing a little before he keeps walking. The half-elf was curious who it was, but it wasn't until he was much closer that his breath catches in memory. Could it...be?
Would he even be recognized?]
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hopefullydon't expect new arrivals to acclimate themselves to everything right away. Eerendil, at least, is taking his sweet time to explore, even though he does eventually end up walking along the sand.Watching the horizon for a ship he never expects to see again.
But, as captivated by the water as he tends to be, the former lord of Sirion does notice when someone else wanders onto the beach. He lets them be initially, not wishing to intrude on another's personal time. It's just that -- when he does look over -- the stranger looks so much like his wife that ...
... that ...
Most Noldor have dark hair and gray eyes. But most Noldor aren't also descended from Luthien of Doriath, and Earendil has seen her features before, through Elwing. And this stranger? Could almost be a male likeness wrought from his own memories.
Earendil stares in kind, his brain afraid to make that final leap of logic. ]
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And remembering those few memories made it impossible to deny. Even if there remained a niggle of doubt, Elros kept walking and watching. Studying the other just as he was studied.
But finally they were within a short enough distance that conversation would be easy. Theoretically speaking. If his throat would just unclog from nerves and his heart would stop beating so quickly.
He stopped then, though. He had to ask, had to speak, and after a minute he managed a fairly steady voice.]
You...would not be Eärendil. Would you?