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Test Drive Post!
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Okay everyone, it's time to test some people out! The rules of the game are simple. You have a character you would like to try out as a native to the setting of this game. You want to see if this is the right setting to play said character in, right? Well, then all you have to do is drop them into this post as a top level comment with this as the header: Character name | Series (OC's just put Original here) | Planned Village Affiliation Then you comment around and play with everyone else! If you need some ideas on how to get started, you can drop your character in during the middle of a mission, have them at an eatery around their village, or maybe even just doing weapons practice. It's up to you how you want to set out, so feel free to put your characters in this version of the Naruto universe however it most seems appropriate. Just be sure to say where you put them somewhere in your post though, otherwise two people might not even be threading in the same country. One last thing! Remember that your character was born in this universe, so whatever else you decide, your character is a world native, even if they might be a tourist in the village you decided to test them out on. And that's it. Just be good to each other and have fun! Threads you do here can count toward future activity checks, so long as the person you're threading with gets in too. These threads can also be used for samples on your application.
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/flip-flops between young and old icons b/c why not
Kenobi is trying really hard not to chuckle. It is a Very Strong and Masterful Urge, that is luckily able to overcome, though the humor certainly hasn't left his voice as he shifts his stance subtly to further block said most-certainly-not-a-thief from view with the long length of his own cloak.
He takes his time as he eyes over the wares, and waves the stall owner off with a kind old smile and assurances that he will be 'quite fine, thank you,' when a barrel of said owner's stock suddenly tips over and goes spilling out into the street. He keeps his gaze switching back and forth from the merchandise on the stall table and the owner gathering up his stock, while muttering to himself the way old folks do.
"I don't suppose I'll get a name with my compliments?"
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He slips out from beneath the counter to stand street-side, and gives the man his trademark sharp grin and a sweeping arm that might pass for bow given his relative lack of height. "Nagata Kin at yer service."
"Clever trick, that," he continues with a nod to the barrel and the owner hastily stuffing scattered merchandise back into it. "How about's you lemme repay ya with a drink? He looks busy."
Not that he'd really needed the help, but don't let it be said he's the ungrateful sort. Besides, the man seems the interesting type. Not many would help a thief.
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"I wouldn't mind a drink. I confess that I don't quite know my way about, if you'd be so kind as to show me around." Still grinning politely, he rubs the beard on his chin as if in thought. This 'Nagata Kin' seems an interesting character, and some of the best places to get information are from folks like this one. Besides, he wouldn't mind the friendly company.
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"Not from 'round here these parts, eh? Well no worries, I may not be the best tour guide, but I still know my way around." He leads them down the street at a pace that's quick for him, but normal enough for tall folk with their long legs. Hazel eyes dart about for the guard he'd pissed off, and maps familiar escape routes as they go.
"So where ya from, stranger?" His grin turns positively saucy. "Fink I'd've remembered seein' your like before."
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"Oh, I'm from around and about really. Ended up having some roaming days in my youth and never quite managed to settle down after." It's almost true, from a certain point of view. Still, he talks about it freely, something relaxed. There are mixed feelings as to what set him travelling, but the path he has gone down, all he has learned form his study and meditation, the mastery of himself and his arts. He has grown in these past 30-odd years, and he does not regret that in the slightest.
"I grew tired of listening to my own voice, really." He can't help it, he gives 'Nagata' a wink back. "Thought I'd find some more pleasant company, and here was the closest place with open hot-springs." Totally playing up the old, indulgent man. In fairness, the hot springs here are fantastic.
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"I'll drink t' that!" And he's pretty disappointed he doesn't have a drink in his hand to toast with. But they'll fix that soon enough. He turns off the main road and relaxes for the shadows thrown by the late afternoon sun. He allows a bit more swagger into his step and waves to a few of the locals hanging outside the tavern.
They're warm greetings to a regular, and Nori exchanges a few impolite, but good-natured jabs as they head inside.
It's not quite chaos, but the volume is impressive for all it's not dark yet. There's gambling in a particularly shady corner, and it's where Nori would be if he didn't have company.
"Not th' most upstanding place," he says with only a trace of admission. "But they got good ale. Wine's not bad either, if that's more t' yer taste."
Nori claims a table by virtue of throwing himself into a seat, because sitting at the bar itself involves a bit of an awkward climb onto a stool.
"Food's about what you'd expect from a prison."
There's an indignant holler from somewhere nearby, and a few of the other patrons laughingly take up the thread of conversation for themselves. "Get what ya like though, I owe ya this one."
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"Just an ale is fine for me, thank you, but surely, the food is not quite that terrible?" Prison fair is horrid, for the most part, unless they want something from you, in which case it can be good or bad depending on whether they are trying to break you or drug you.
The more Kenobi takes in the feeling of this seedy little back-corner the more Kenobi is inclined to like it. It's rather nice for the seedy sort of tavern, all things considered. He's definitely been done missions in worse.
"I take it that shop stall-impersonations are something of a habit of yours?" He keeps his voice somewhat low, but still amused and kind, without judgement.
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"S'pose it depends on your definition of quality," he affirms, all smiles for the show of threat he put on for the other patrons. "Not all jails are th' same."
Ah yes, and here's their drinks. Nori flips a few coins in the air and hands them over with a wink. "An' you could say it's a hobby o' mine. Good way to stay in shape and keeps things interestin'. Even meet some new faces sometimes."
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"You should be more careful—" Kenobi starts as he takes a long sip of his ale, "—you might start scaring the skirts of goodly old matrons if you start complimenting their shoes." He chuckles as he sets the mug down. "They'll drag you off by your ear and wear you down with lecturing for good measure. And I would hate to lose such good company after having found it."