Test Drive Meme: September

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Test-Drive Meme: September 2012

This meme serves as a practice ground for both new and old players of Somarium to both get used to voicetest characters they may choose to play in the upcoming application cycle. Potential applicants are more than welcome to join in on the fun. It works like any open meme and the rules are simple.

1. Post with your character and their name and canon on the subject line.
2. Roll 1-6 on the RNG
3. ???
4. PROFIT

1. Looks like the Ob Holm bazaar is having a sale. There's a few interesting trinkets here and there but maybe you need a little help deciding what to buy.

2. The dreamgate isn't accessible for the return trip back from Endouto to Ob Holm so it looks like you're stuck for a couple of days. Maybe it's time you gather some supplies or explore the area.

3. Someone just stole something off of you! Quick! Call for help or chase after them!

4. You know what's a good thing about that resort in Ob Holm? It's got a pretty cool oasis to chill at. Talk about a five star vacation.

5. Somehow you're taking a trip on Cid's airship over the desert. Whether to Somarium, Ob Holm or Endouto is up to you!

6. Reroll or go crazy and make something up!

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Temeraire || Temeraire - A series of Novels by Naomi Novik

[shendefeng]

There is now a somewhat large dragon in the oasis who seems to be sunning himself instead of taking to the shade. He had been looking at the bazaar before, and spoke with another one of his kind, before taking off and looking for a place from which to drink.

After having had his fill of that sweet-tasting, thirst-quenching water, he has taken it upon himself to rest and get as much warmth of the sun as he can.

He is comfortably resting on the ground, wings folded and legs neatly tucked beneath him. All safe for his tail, which is just languidly swishing about from side-to-side in the air.

Dare you approach him?

[emblazing]

A Khaleesi dares.
Daenerys walks quietly towards him, quiet, respectful steps, though she does not slouch, or show traces of her fear. She has spoken to another, and perhaps this one can also speak.

Drogon hisses from her shoulder, for he is used to being the largest and this one is quite larger than her fierce child. Viserion blinks sleepily from her arms and Rhaegal flies ahead, circling above them before Dany stops.

I feel closer to dragons than I would even my own people. I have a woman's body, but I am a dragon even so. The same hot blood runs in my veins.

Without much sign of fear, Dany kneels and fills her own casket with water, glad she had some with her when she arrived. Hearing all the people in the market was not always easy, she had to carry water from time to time, not to mention that outfit she had to wear..

Now with Drogo here, she settles for some of her old clothing, the leather and tough hide of a Dothraki Khaleesi, necklaces of bone. To her it means comfort.

"You are beautiful." She says at last, glancing over with a small smile. "My children are jealous of your size. They are eager to grow themselves."

[shendefeng]

He half-opens his eyes as he hears the hisses from the younger ones, and sees that there is a young woman with light hair that is accompanied by three really small dragonets. One black, one green, and one cream-coloured one. He did not know what sort of breed they were, but they did look quite different from what he was used to.

For one thing, their forelimbs were their wings.

He thought to leave her alone since she only seemed to be fetching water in her casket, and since she had the dragonets who have bonded with her, he decided to stay quiet as well.

Yet now she spoke to him, and with praise as well.

With this, he raises his head from the ground, and places himself properly in order to address the young woman.

"I thank you very much for your praise, young miss. As for your children," that sounded odd but she called them thus, so best to simply go along with it, "I am quite sure that given enough time, they shall become as large as they are meant to be."

He inches a little closer to inspect the young ones.

"Are they freshly-hatched dragonets, miss?"

They seemed to be rather small to be any older than that.

[emblazing]

Dany set the casket down and glanced at him. How amazing to hear a dragon speak a common tongue. If anything she felt little fear from this dragon, rather she felt safe. She laughed a little then. So well-mannered. If Drogon and his brothers spoke, she imagined it would be hardly as polite.

"They grow fast, especially this noisy one." She lifted a hand to stroke Drogon's chin. "Drogon is my largest. " All of them were born that night, she anew in ash and smoke, the other three for the first time. "They were recently born into this world a few months ago. They were smaller then, and yet he grows the fastest."

She politely seats herself on a rock next to the dragon, head tilted. "They do not speak the common tongue as you do. Never have I heard dragons speak in a language so like mine own. Do you have a name..ser? " He was intelligent enough, she would address him as a 'ser'.

[shendefeng]

He looked at them, and the young woman, and listened politely as she spoke of them. Mm, so they did not speak? That was rather odd. However, he paid attention to the name of the larger of the dragonets.

"Months ago? In that case, I am quite sure that they are growing quite nicely, your Drogon and the other two."

There is a hint of consternation written on his face. He will not speak of his own upbringing, but he knew that he was as larger than they were when he was hatched, and was the size of a horse by his second week, flying with his Captain on his back, and even bigger still by his third week. Perhaps... they were a slower-growing sort of dragon breed? It was possible, since they were rather different than all of the other dragons in his world, but he recognized them as such.

Different, yet very much quite the same.

"You will have to pardon, but I know not what a 'common language' would be, as I speak English, miss. I know several other languages as well, but perhaps you have not heard of them. Different worlds converge here, it seems."

When he thinks about it, he has come to learn seven different languages. Funny how he had come to learn them fluently within the span of less than a month, and English itself in only one week.

"As for names, my name is Temeraire, miss. Pray pardon my lack of courtesy for hot having asked your name before. It was rather impolite of me."

[emblazing]

"I imagine growth might be different, but these are the last dragons in all the world, and I have no teacher to tell me but stories from my forebears in history books. " No family left to tell her the tales of the dragons they had rode into battle, as she would someday.

"I do know that they will never stop growing for as long as they are alive. I know that my forebear, Aegon the Conqueror, rode Balerion the Black Dread, and he was rumored to eat mammoths. She gestured to the white and green. "Viserion, and Rhaegal are their names. "

She only smiled a little wider. To speak to a dragon, why, she could learn many things from them. Daenerys wondered if this was how the Starks felt with their direwolves, as if coming next to kin.

"Well met, Temeraire. You have no need of a pardon, I was a bit excited to see you, so the fault is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the Unburnt, Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Shackles, Khaleesi to the Dothraki in Great Grass Sea, Queen of Mereen, the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, the Rhoynar and the First Men."

She didn't falter for a moment as she spoke, violet eyes staring at his unflinchingly, before she smiled a little, looking a bit girlish with it on her face. "However, you may call me, 'Khaleesi'. "

[shendefeng]

That seemed to be like a lot of titles for one so young. And a Queen as well. The interesting ones among these were 'Mother of Dragons,' 'Breaker of Shackles,' and the fact tahat she was the queen of this Mereen place and seven other kingdoms as well.

He bowed his head a little, as was customary to do so in the presence of another sovereign.

"Well then Khaleesi, Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, it is indeed a pleasure to make your acquaintance, your majesty."

Looks are deceiving, and he knew better than that - at least, he had come to know the Queen of Prussia, and she had also been rather plain-looking as far as clothes were concerned.

"I would like to help if it were possible concerning your Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion. They are rather different than most dragons I have come to know, as they only have four appendages, while I have six."

He lifts up a foreclaw to prove his point.

"But that they are dragons is definitely something that cannot be taken away from them, for clearly that is what they are. If they are going to grow to be able to eat a full mammoth, then they shall be heavyweight class dragons. If I were my normal size, I would eat one myself, but alas I find myself rather smaller at present."

He did not like this, but it seemed to be a different world altogether. He could not really question it very much, but it did feel rather odd to be this much smaller.

He thenpauses a little as he takes a look over the three, especially Drogon. He had dark scales much like his own, and his seemingly feisty nature reminded him of a certain Kazilik.

"Perhaps there are enough similarities between your dragonets and myself in order to help you, Khaleesi."

[emblazing]

Young she had been once. But no longer. Too many things had happened for any ideas of childhood left in Dany to leave, save for that red door that stubbornly stayed in her dreams. When he speaks she smiles. She's short, with that girlish face, those wide violet eyes, yet her posture speaks of strength. She doesn't flinch at the face of the beautiful creature in front of her. She reveres it, respects it and considers it her equal instead. Still, there is awe in her face at staring at him, at being able to speak with a dragon..

"As it is mine to speak with you, Temeraire. I never thought I would speak to a dragon in this manner. .I am sure you know many things."

She can't help but chuckle a little at him lifting his claw. "Yes, I have noticed that you have four legs with which to walk, while mine rely on their wings and lower limbs. Do you mind if I look closer? " Dany respectfully steps closer, giving him space but there is no fear now. He's proved himself intelligent and his speech is far more pleasant than many things she's heard in the Narrow Sea with the sellswords she's recently spoken with along with the warriors sent from Mereen.

Drogon watches him with blood-red eyes, warily. He knows he is bigger, and he is not the same as his brothers, so he sniffs at him, while Dany remains unperturbed from his place on her shoulder.

His offer makes her brighten considerably, yet she reigns it in to look a little more subdued. She is a Queen, not a girl of four and ten any longer.

"I would be honored for you to share whatever lore or wisdom you have of your people, Temeraire. "

[I am fail. Pray forgive me. OTL ]

[shendefeng]

"I can perhaps only teach that which I have read and come to learn during my life, Khaleesi. I still have a long road ahead of me in my pursuit of knowledge."

That much is true: he himself knows how long he's been alive, which is at present three years, seven months and two weeks old. If the age of his grandfather is taken into account, he should live for a couple of centuries, and then some.

He does not stir as she approaches, but he is quick to say, "I do not mind in the slightest if you take a closer look."

It is only how Drogon seems to be seemingly appraising him, sensing and smelling him that he finds rather amusing. These dragonets are rather handsome indeed, and they seem to be rather bright young ones as well. He meets those red eyes with his own blue gaze, and speaks to Drogon directly:

"Young one, I will never mean to harm you. Any of you. You are of my kind, after all, and dragons should always help out their fellows."

Or at least, he hoped the young one would understand. So far they have not spoken, and from what he understood from the Khaleesi, she has not been able to directly communicate with them as she has with himself, even after they had hatched. Curious, but dragons from another world working in a different sense than he himself was an interesting sort of concept.

so am i sometimes get lost ;u; i came back tho!!!

[emblazing]

"I imagine you have been given long-life. So too are dragons given it in my world, if the stories are true. "

Dany respectfully approaches, bending down to examine his claws with fingers small in comparison. She feels his scales on one leg, then glances up at him from her spot as he speaks to Drogon.

Drogon makes a quiet screech, flapping his wings once. Dany chuckles. "I imagine he is confused as to why you are so much bigger than he is. He is very proud."