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This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the game opens, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.
Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info.
Ezio Auditore | Assassin's Creed
There was nothing quite like the rush of having to throw oneself off a rooftop, the next hand hold meaning the difference between life and death. Or life-after-seriously-debilitating-injury, take your pick. Ezio caught a windowsill by his fingertips, the soles of his trainers finding purchase on the mansion's brick facade. The wind was in his hair, the sun warm on his shoulders and the solid earth a good distance beneath him.
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[ Someone has let Coach Auditore near a guitar, whoops. Ezio strums it like he has any real idea of what he's doing (secret: he doesn't), working out a chord or two while he croons in Italian: ]
♫ They say great men discuss ideas;
Small men, well, only people-
Don't let the small ones stifle you,
Dream big, it yet remains legal. ♫
[ It...sounds way better in Italian. Probably. At least this time he's keeping the really filthy verses in check. Playing to your audience, Ezio totally knows how. ]
Prose
Well, that wasn't very usual, not for someone who didn't seem to have the ability to fly. Fliers usually were a bit reckless with the windows, it generally made her day more interesting in ways she rather her day was boring.
She waited a few moments, trying to decide what the right way to handle such an... odd, social interaction. Finally deciding she should say hello. She cracked the window, enough to talk but not enough he could get in without fighting her to open the window more, "Hello."
Prose
"Good afternoon!" This was totally the most normal thing ever, clearly. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"
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"Yes, the sun feels very nice," she agreed, it was why she was in the window. She decided he seemed nice enough (and he'd be easy to handle if he tried anything) that she opened the window completely. "Are you a new member of the staff, or a very amicable threat?"
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"X-23."
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"Quite the unique name. It is a pleasure to meet you."
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"Nice to meet you too," That's what most people say, he was more interesting than most so she almost meant it. "And my name is more unique than I am."
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[ Pleased, especially since he was just dicking around, Ezio offered an exaggerated bow to his listener and coaxed another chord from the guitar. ]
You're too kind.
Can't wait for AC3, but I'll miss Ezio ^^;
What are the lyrics in Japanese?
[Maybe she should've asked for English, since that seems to be the preferred language around here. Well, Sumiko was weird like that]
Me too!
I'm afraid my Japanese is quite non-existent. Do you speak it, cara?
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[Then why are you offering, Sumiko...]
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[ Ezio plinked a brief arpeggio, thoughtful. He added, ] What is your name?
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I'm Hishikawa Sumiko. Nice to meet you. [she doesn't know your name yet, though :< ]
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So, you'd like to teach me Japanese. What would you like in return?
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Would you like to join my karaoke club in exchange?
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Bravo! Very good. And it's nice to hear another language than english around here!
[ He speaks in flawless Italian but with perhaps the trace of an accent. ]
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arguably the sexiest of them all, ]Ha! What a relief! Let me guess, you must be a telepath.
[ He rises from his seat on the bench, offering his hand. ] Name's Ezio.
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No, just... good with sounds. [ He gladly accepts Ezio's hand, shaking it warmly. ] I'm Yuui.
You're Italian?
[ooc:I'm sorry if the italics were confusing orz. They were meant to just indicate him speaking Italian. ]
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Good to meet you, Yuui. Yes, born and raised in Florence. And yourself?
(ooc: no no it's cool! Ezio's responses are all in Italian too, it's more natural for him anyway :) )
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I lived there for about three years studying music. I only came back here because of... you know. [ You know... mutant powers and all that. ]
[ooc:Good Then it was just me being confused xD]
Switching to the Prose cue!
Noel Vermilion had probably used a wall-step maneuver or something to get up the twelve or so foot wall... Then again, she must have been there for a few minutes - there's no way she'd have been able to get up there without him hearing it.
Well, barring some convenient mutant power.
She then turned towards Ezio, looking a bit forlorn.
"Ah... Hello," she said.
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Bravo, bravo! Very good, very good!
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[ If this is the attention he gets for goofing off, who knows what would happen if he makes a serious effort? And, he thinks, how refreshing it is to have such simple concerns. ]