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.
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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?
[This small child wouldn't be misplaced as a princess in his home country. Arno really couldn't tell if she was just delusional, or maybe she was the princess of a bug kingdom in her own place. Who even knew? Honestly, Arno didn't know which would be better. Maybe "misguided" would be far better than "crazy" as well.]
"Arno" was the name given to me by my parents, born as a walking human being. As in, no wings.
[She probably wasn't going to even care or listen, wasn't she?]
Glad to see someone has fit herself right at home.
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[It's awfully forward of her, but she simply MUST have a better look at those wings! She quickly scurries behind Mister Butterfly.]
Oh, my! What a lovely shade of blue!
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Alright, firstly, it's "Arno".
[Because forget about that "Mister Butterfly" crap.]
Secondly, you don't look like an insect. So how are you their princess?
[Really just a query. He met a talking pigeon earlier. What could even be shocking at this point?]
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[Sorry, you're still a butterfly.]
Oh! The insects chose me to be their ruler, you see! After all, they brought me to this lovely castle and held this marvelous feast for me.
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"Arno" was the name given to me by my parents, born as a walking human being. As in, no wings.
[She probably wasn't going to even care or listen, wasn't she?]
Glad to see someone has fit herself right at home.
[Weird. All of it.]
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Why, thank you, Mister Arno. I do hope you will come to find yourself feeling right at home here in the insect kingdom as well. All are welcome!
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Well I am hoping to be away from this soon enough and return to my lovely abode, but thanks I suppose.
I don't think someone like me belongs in this glorious insect kingdom.