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chasingoceanus ([personal profile] chasingoceanus) wrote in [community profile] overbox2015-07-16 02:26 am

Voice test

-1-

[Pick some aspect of our modern culture. A TV show, a video game, a sport, whatever. Be creative. I shall have Rider experience it and give his thoughts on it.]

-2-

[The best time for soul searching is at the tail end of a massive party when everyone is slightly drunk. Rider, a goblet of wine in one hand, addresses you seriously.]

This is a fine revel, but that alone does not let me know your measure as a man/woman/individual [select appropriate].

Tell me, what would you say is the most important thing in life? What ideal do you value above all others?

-3-

[Battle is joined! Or at least, it will be in a moment. First, the enemy would have a word with you, under the flag of parley.]

This need not come to violence, my friend. You need only surrender and join my cause. Surely a peaceful resolution would be best?

[Despite his conciliatory words, he IS still addressing you from a massive chariot.]

-OR-

Just respond to this post with a character, either making up your own scenario or just leaving the comment blank. If you leave it blank, I shall do my best to come up with an entertaining situation for the characters involved.
untalented: (sullen)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-16 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Of course they were eye-catching. Waver was under the impression that gaudy garments like this would always catch Rider's interest-- they were flashy, and a conqueror must always be seen.

...right?

Huffing irritably, he glanced up at Rider like an embarrassed kid.]


Nothing much. You said you wanted to get out, right?

[There were towels crisply folded up in his backpack, and a sorry little bottle of sunsreen-- Waver didn't relish the idea of getting sunburned because of that oaf.]
Edited 2015-07-16 19:30 (UTC)
untalented: (uncertain -- second thoughts)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-16 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[A small nod. That was what he had thought.]

Well. That's what we're doing.

[He tore his gaze away, unable to look his Servant in the eyes after the harrowing battle with Caster and the fragmented scraps of dreams that could only be the result of their odd, magical connection. Waver almost felt ashamed, because he knew far more than a young man should and yet understood so little.

And, there was little that he could actually do.

Rider would note that they were nearing a staircase set into the sheer cliffs that dropped from the street into the sea. At the bottom was a narrow strip of sand-- something like a beach. They weren't alone either, as there was a gaggle of teenagers skipping school and a couple of disapproving old fisherman minding their lines over some drinks and quiet conversation.]
untalented: (uncertain -- second thoughts)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-16 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
--I'm actually surprised you never noticed it.

[Waver stopped with a sigh, toed off his loafers so that he stood barefoot in the sand, and turned to face Rider with an oddly serious glint in his eyes.]

Look at it, Rider. Isn't that what you were looking for?
untalented: (conjecture)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-17 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
If you want to see it that way.

[Waver followed his gaze, brows furrowed as he thought.]

On the other side of it is a continent, called America. Below that, another-- also America. [He cast an almost flustered look up at Rider.] The Spanish weren't very creative with their names.

Beyond those is another ocean, and then you're back home. ....But, you knew that already.
untalented: (sullen)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-17 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
....yeah.

[Their worlds just happened to be almost two millennia apart in time.]

There's not much this little island chain can offer you besides video games and the Grail. I thought this might make up for it.
Edited 2015-07-17 01:02 (UTC)
untalented: (taken aback)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-17 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
What do you mean?
untalented: (snark -- this is a bad time for tea)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-18 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not sure I entirely understand...
untalented: (blustering)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-19 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He yelped, hands flying up to cover his forehead as he toppled backwards into the sand. Looking up at Rider with wide eyes from his decidedly undignified position, he tried to process exactly what the Macedonian was saying.]

So you're saying that you were after something that you knew you would never reach!? That's-- that's--

[Really, really stupid!]
untalented: (incredibly unsure)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-20 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Waver glanced away, staring at his feet digging into the sand instead of Rider's intense gaze.]

You idiot. You had to have hoped that you would make it. Otherwise, you wouldn't have travelled over half a continent on foot to find it.
untalented: (has no words for once)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-21 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
A never ending dream...

[Just like he saw that time, while they both slept under the roof of the Mackenzies.]

But, still. Doesn't this-- aren't you--?

[He couldn't forumulate the sentence properly. Come on, Rider. He was at least trying to do something nice here.]
untalented: (dramatic sigh)

[personal profile] untalented 2015-07-22 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Just be glad that the young man didn't fall over this time!]

--Okay. As long as you're okay with this, then maybe this wasn't a wasted trip after all.