MARCH 2015

[thecanopycrew]

Uncertain if this is a game for you? Curious to see how your character would act in it? Testing the waters? Then take them on this very first Home Tree Test Drive! directions ❀ Don't forget to read the Introduction , our Rules and the F.A.Q ❀ Post with your character with their name and canon in the subject line. ❀ Use the prompt(s) given here or make up your own! ❀ Both prose and comment spam format are welcome. ❀ Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to discuss OOCly while tagging. ❀ The Test Drive Meme can be used for your application's first person sample. ❀ This meme is is considered as OOC and not part of the game's canon. prompt Welcome to the Faerie Feast! After your have gained your wings, you are met by a feast on the second floor with all that the forest can offer you. Tables and chairs are set up everywhere along the walkway between the houses, allowing the new visitors to meet and greet - or try to hide in the corners and eat berries all by themselves. Try your new wings to be the first to grab those delicious crumbs of walnut bread? Or say hi to your party lights, courtesy of some excited glow worms and flies that just want to be your best friends. Explore how your new gem works, try put your leaf clothes or decide to head further into the tree, seeing just what kind of place your have stumbled into. Maybe you will even get a glimpse of those hairy legs on the fourth floor?

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[magicsprice]

Hush now, I'd rather not be deafened while trying to help you.

[The words come from an elderly looking man dressed in a three-piece suit with brown and white moth wings.

Currently he's standing on the ledge and looking down at her, one arm extending to offer a hand. Though if she doesn't grab it, he's strong enough to grab hold of her and pull her up onto the ledge.]

[rosetinting]

[Snow White doesn't reach for his hand quite yet, still trying to judge if she's strong enough to make a grab for it. Though if she doesn't...she's also not sure how long she can hold on. What to do...!]

I c-c-can't help it!! I'm going to fall...!

[magicsprice]

[Gold considers the situation a moment and the extended hand moves to get a good gasp on the back of her outfit and he acts to haul her toward him.]

You can let go, I've got you.

[Better to take action, than to wait for her to decide and possibly end up suffering for the indecision.]

[rosetinting]

[Snow White flails a little in surprise at first, but once she realizes what's happening she stop struggling and lets go of the ledge. Even her wings go still, quivering slightly from nerves.]

W-What?! Oh...!

[magicsprice]

[He pulls her toward him and steps back some to give her room on the ledge to stand, letting go of her and dropping his arm back to his side after.]

There you are. Safe and sound. Not quite got the hang of your wings yet hm?

[There was a difference after all to flying in a controlled environment such as the inside of the tree and going outside to fly where one had to contend with the wind and other factors.]

[rosetinting]

[It takes Snow White a moment to get her bearings after her brush with death by falling.]

No... It's really different out here!

[Wait, where are her manners. She quickly ducks into a bow, which sends her white hair flying everywhere.]

T-Thank you for saving me, mister...!

[magicsprice]

[He picks up on the cue to introduce himself at the word mister and does so in tandem with accepting her gratitude.]

Gold. Mr. Gold. You're welcome, Miss.

[rosetinting]

[Straightening up, Snow White tries to push her hair back out of her eyes. It's...not exactly successful, locks of it still hanging in her bright red eyes.]

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Gold. And, my name is Snow White.

[magicsprice]

[As fitting as that name was for the girl's appearance, it still threw him for a moment to hear it. His first thought was inanely that she was rather young and her hair was the wrong color. Once he moved past his surprise, humor settled in.]

Really? I once knew a young lady by that name.

[He was also idly curious if the world she was from held anyone with his own name in it.]

Tell me, does the name, Rumpelstiltskin, mean anything to you?