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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entranceworks2016-05-21 12:32 am
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+ ENTRANCEWAY TEST DRIVE MEME +

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

You are overjoyed at the sound of a new voice, you are drawn into the nostalgic delights of an old favourite, you are captivated with curiosity about a new game, entertained by the eventuality of your participation AND YET--



--there are still some hurdles left to climb. BUT FEAR NOT! Whether to test or to hone, to prepare or refine, whether to socialise or scout, you are now right where you need to be at the

♥ ENTRANCEWAY ♥
TEST DRIVE MEME


► Try out any new characters and new Mirrors here! Have a go at the setting, thread with its current players, and see if Wonderland is a good fit for you and/or your character. Post a top level comment, tag into other people's starters, enjoy yourself!

► Thread your character's arrival, set a scene with them as long-established inhabitant, or let one of our past events inspire you. Any starter is fine, and both prose and comment spam are welcome!

► Please only note that any threads on the test drive meme are not game canon, and cannot be used as part of the activity check OR as samples for any future applications. Thank you for understanding!

► Intrigued? Check out our...

NAVIGATION | INPUT & INQUIRIES | TAKEN CHARACTERS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS


AND THAT IS ALL, throw yourself into the tag fray, and enjoy!
nyctophobias: (alone in my paradise)

Poniko | Yume Nikki

[personal profile] nyctophobias 2016-05-21 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
THE MANSION

[There is a girl sitting on the front steps of the mansion. There's nothing particularly remarkable to her. Her hair is in a ponytail and her knees up to her chest. She looks lost, in all senses of the word.]

[It might take her a moment to acknowledge anyone who talks to her.]


THE GARDENS

[She has never seen so many flowers before. They're pretty. She thinks she likes them.]

[At some point she leans down and a flower appears in her hand out of thin air. It's a simple pink tulip. She sets it down at the end of a row of white tulips and it immediately takes roots.]

[She crouches down and just stares at the flowers for awhile, a faint smile on her face.]


THE BEACH

[This part she knows she likes.]

[A beach. A real one. Tiny shells washed up in yellow sand, the blue line of horizon. She sits in the sand and arranges shells in front of her into patterns.]