This is the first test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own.
Prompts
Prompt #1
There's a new drug being passed through the seedy end of the town which gives many bipedal species the temporary ability to shapeshift into someone else of their species. Needless to say it's very dangerous. Are you working on a cure? Currently trying it out to look hot at the bar? Trying to weed out the dealers?
Prompt #2
When a cavespider attacks, usually someone doesn't lose much in the way of memories. They might not even notice what's gone. But your character has been swarmed with them and only remembers half of anything. Try to figure out some things about yourself again by talking to your friends and hope that your memories will be recovered with the reminders. Try not to take advantage of someone and lie to someone with the problem, though. Or do it, you need all the advantages you can get.
Prompt #3
A notable and extremely wealthy alien ambassador has just arrived. He loves luxury but is extremely difficult to please. He is also said to be a collector of rare artefacts and some suspect that he may be here to receive stolen goods. Are you staff complaining about his behavior? A scientist keeping a close eye on the museum collections while the ambassador around? A thief planning a heist with a friend in order to sell the goods to the ambassador?
Prompt #4
Having a drink at Pugsy's bar, because someone has to try the exotic booze. Be careful, some of it's made with blood.
I am not the usual drunk. I am the adventurous drunk that should not have just had a half a bottle of whatever that shit is. [Though if Niko Bellic is good at anything, it's poor life choices.]
[But then she's touching his face, and he blinks hard. Shit. Shit shit shit he is way too drunk to be smooth right now. So he ends up standing there and looking both a little sheepish and confused.]
[Finally that clicks off and he taps his finger under her chin.] In my experience women that go to bars and drink water are tricky, tricky ladies. [Like Michelle. Karen. Whoever she was.] So what sort of tricky are you? [Is she a good witch or a bad witch?]
[She leans in closer, still grinning. It's a pity she's wearing her light armor or else Niko might be able to steal a glance.]
Certainly not lacking in courage. I like that in men.
[As his lightly touches her under her chin, Sibyll lets him tilt her head to meet him in the eyes. She wasn't really hiding anything, so there wasn't anything her gaze could possibly betray, besides a sense of amusement at playing with drunks. Her dark eyes meets his hazel ones as the Courier laughs coyly.]
What fun is there in telling you instead of letting you find out on your own?
Aw, don't I get cheat sheet? [Courage or stupidity. Or downright recklessness, is more likely the case. But right now he's just a drunk that thinks that whatever that was tasted damn weird.]
Usually I'm a pretty dangerous man to be around in general. And bad luck. But if you're looking for trouble-
[And then he burps a little, sheepishly covers his mouth and says-] I'm so sorry [-because his momma taught him better than that. The funny thing is it smells a lot like potpourri, and when he realizes that he looks a little baffled.]
[Sibyll, you have just been witness to the elegance of an intoxicated man becoming confused by his own burp.]
[Sibyll is fairly certain she's ruptured something holding in her laughter as she fights to keep her expression even. Men never like it when pretty women laughed directly at them, no matter how drunk or sober they may be.]
...what was that about trouble?
[She can feel the corners of her mouth twitch. In an attempt to keep her mask in place, she takes several gulps of water.]
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[But then she's touching his face, and he blinks hard. Shit. Shit shit shit he is way too drunk to be smooth right now. So he ends up standing there and looking both a little sheepish and confused.]
[Finally that clicks off and he taps his finger under her chin.] In my experience women that go to bars and drink water are tricky, tricky ladies. [Like Michelle. Karen. Whoever she was.] So what sort of tricky are you? [Is she a good witch or a bad witch?]
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Certainly not lacking in courage. I like that in men.
[As his lightly touches her under her chin, Sibyll lets him tilt her head to meet him in the eyes. She wasn't really hiding anything, so there wasn't anything her gaze could possibly betray, besides a sense of amusement at playing with drunks. Her dark eyes meets his hazel ones as the Courier laughs coyly.]
What fun is there in telling you instead of letting you find out on your own?
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Usually I'm a pretty dangerous man to be around in general. And bad luck. But if you're looking for trouble-
[And then he burps a little, sheepishly covers his mouth and says-] I'm so sorry [-because his momma taught him better than that. The funny thing is it smells a lot like potpourri, and when he realizes that he looks a little baffled.]
[Sibyll, you have just been witness to the elegance of an intoxicated man becoming confused by his own burp.]
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...what was that about trouble?
[She can feel the corners of her mouth twitch. In an attempt to keep her mask in place, she takes several gulps of water.]
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[Admittedly it's hard not to laugh at someone that doesn't take themselves too seriously and tends to go out of their way to be laughed at.]