Test Drive 1

[concierge]

Welcome to All Inclusive's test drive! Anyone is welcome!

Guidelines

• Please make sure you are familiar with how we play and what characters are allowed before participating.


• Writing should be in para/prose just like in the main game. That means no brackets, no asterisks, etc. No network posts, please.


• No anonymous comments.


• We very strongly suggest NOT writing your character's first time at the Nexus, but rather a random scenario once they've gotten more used to the idea of the place. The shock and surprise of new arrivals and subsequent info dump by whomever meets them tends to be one note.


• Entries to the test drive may be of any length. However, if your intro (top-level) comment is of normal post length and you are proud of the quality, you may use it as an example on your application.


• Feel free to tag around the meme with any character you already play or are considering, even if they don't have their own intro comment.


• If your character is accepted into the game and you have permission from the other involved players, you may consider test drive threads as game canon. You may also linkdrop them to the main community if you choose.


• Please use the header below for your intro/top-level comment.

Header

<b>Name:</b> <b>Canon:</b> <b>Location:</b>

Name: The character's name
Canon: The character's canon
Location: Choose: Somewhere in the hotel or grounds or through a door

Comments

[averygoodshot]

The word wait is on the tip of his tongue, but she is moving. He touches his mouth, feeling the memory of her kiss.

He must be patient, it seems, in the hope of taking advantage of the refuge of this place for more of such kisses.

[somanyopinions]

After unlocking the door, Anne disappeared within for several minutes and then quietly slipped back into the room, a blanket-wrapped bundle held carefully in the crook of her arm. Despite still being uncertain of the necessity, she took care to lock the door after her return, and then turned, smiling across the room at Aramis.

"Luckily he was not sleeping," she said, stepping slowly forward. "Marguerite fusses when I wake him."

[averygoodshot]

Ah, Marguerite. Perhaps they would talk of Marguerite. Perhaps they would not. As it is, Aramis's face lights up as he comes closer to see his son. He gently pushes the blanket away from the boy's face and smiles at him. "Hello," he tells him head cocked, letting him catch one of his fingers in a tiny hand. Such love he feels in this moment as he looks between Anne and the baby.