Test Drive

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Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Do you have an old muse you want to dust off? Are you looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting? Well, you've come to the right place!

You all know what to do but if you don’t, just follow the instructions and HAVE FUN!

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you’d like to test drive. Don’t forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario, or start your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios:

1. New Arrival: You have just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon via a floating boat with people you may or may not know. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on here, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, you've arrived, but now there's five islands you should get yourself acquainted with. Meet your starter home neighbors! Start your new job! Check out the market on Aerilon. Or, attend one of the many block parties!

3. Lost!: Somehow you got yourself turned around and confused and getting back to where you want to be is looking impossible.

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Comments

[dr_wells]

This is one of the major problems. So far Barry, Cisco and I seem to sync up, but I'm still not sure.

[thisismadfreaky]

It's so wide open what could be causing it. Especially when you consider some of the people here can do magic-- like, real, legit, mages and wizards magic, it just adds even more to the whole realm of possibilities.

[He nods a bit.] Yeah, so do I.

[trigeminalheadache]

It's incredibly frustrating. Without even considering the possibility that whatever I say could damage the timeline.

[trigeminalheadache]

I would accuse you of overdosing on Dungeons & Dragons, if mages and wizards didn't make some sort of sense right now. Are you thinking that it could be... something gone awry?

[dr_wells]

It was that bad?

Re: caitlin snow | the flash

[particlized]

Barry had taken to running along the docks on some days, just to change up the routine just a little bit. One thing that he was not expecting however seeing Caitlin Snow stepping off one of the boats. She was a light most days in his dark life, and relief bubbled in his stomach.

"Caitlin?"

[thisismadfreaky]

I don't know. It's possible, right? Something just...backfired and now this is the result.

Re: caitlin snow | the flash

[redarrowqueen]

(Network, canon is when she was stabbed by Ra's Al Ghul back in season 3)

Starling City in this corner so hi, I'm Thea.

[trigeminalheadache]

Not that it's that bad. Just... we don't know if people remember their experience here if or when they're sent home. And knowing about what happens, it could alter the course of things.

[trigeminalheadache]

That voice. There was no way she was actually hearing that voice. Caitlin's heart began to hammer in her chest as she slowly looked up from the map in her lap. When she saw Barry, she went paler than normal, her eyes growing wide. How could he be here? Jay told her he was dead. Something to do with the lightning that he saw, that he raced off to investigate.

"Barry?" Her voice was soft, scared.

[trigeminalheadache]

That's... an incredibly scary thought. And I say that fully acknowledging that we were part of a massive disaster.

[trigeminalheadache]

We've actually met. Or... we will, anyhow.

[redarrowqueen]

[Cue confused Thea]

None of our timelines match.

[trigeminalheadache]

That is becoming very apparent. And increasingly confusing.

[alive_through_luck]

"Yeah...ew." It was a bad thing, and watching everyone be sick, yeah it was gross. Fake sympathy would just make Duo mad, so this was nice. Better.

"Pirate ship? Not like our shuttles, right? And you have a sword? Do you have a gun, too?"

Because that was just as important?

[orions_shadow]

"Ever seen a pirate movie?" He asks, letting the thing about the virus kinda go to the way side, it wasn't worth talking about or dwelling on.

"I do got a sword, but I don't have the gun. It was a really old one. I wanted to sell it for cash money." You know, cos cash money sounds like it'd be alot.

"I'll show you my sword when we get back."

[manaveris]

And if he would have come from the same time, Dorian would had remembered, he would have not been so shocked but here he was, looking down at the other, protectiveness and awe, a complex emotion bubbling up within his chest wanting to do anything and everything to the individual who may have done this, to close his eyes and will the future forward, to delve into the magic of time and pull the situation out. He was not a man who disliked not being informed, educated on a situation and this was a perfect example; he was caught off guard, he was tense and it was obvious he didn't approve of it. His welling anger, not directed at the Inquisitor herself, caused a heavy breath, his brows furrowed, nearly narrowed.

He could feel the mana swelling in his blood.

When the woman told him to follow, he followed. She looked slightly different, hair colour, the shape of her lips. It wasn't anything he would rightfully question at the moment because she was missing her hand, the hand that would have saved them all, that did and his heart clenches because of it. It was clear she expected him to know, clear he didn't and as he followed her he kept in silence, moving along her side, staying close and gripping his staff tightly. If anyone would dare attempt to interrupt their path, it would not be a kind intervention on his behalf. For once his lips are sealed as his footsteps keep in step with her own, for once he has nothing to say, only the need to demand.

[inquisitorialness]

She's walking, but she doesn't like the silence, and so after a time she speaks up again - trying to explain.

"It was 9:44 Dragon when I was brought here," she begins - that should hopefully give him an idea of what is at work. "A lot happened, but it was the mark that ate my arm away. I was - finally able to get it removed, but the arm was beyond saving."

[manaveris]

The silence is difficult but he's at a loss of words until the other begins to explain. The year was two ahead of his own, that was clear by what she mentioned, and it was obvious that in two years a great deal could happen considering what had happened in a year to him. Exhaling, his brows still furrowed he walked next to her, shoulders brushing as they moved through the streets of the unknown world. At least she was here, at least she was alive.

"You'll have to do better then the mark that ate my arm away and you know that." The mage murmured, eyes looking away from what was in front of them as they moved and down to her, the tightness of his mouth giving way to a frown. "What made such a drastic change that in two years the mark would consume you? Consume you enough to remove your arm in the first place."

Magic had a way with things; would the magic of the mark eventually cause damage, obviously it did, but he could have only hoped there was something to be done about it in the realities of life. It had been stable the last he saw her, which was not so long ago, within his own world at least, his own time. It seemed like time magic had returned, to cause another dilemma and he wasn't sure how he felt about knowing something like this could come in his future, if he ever made it back.

[alive_through_luck]

"Pirate movie?" Duo shook his head in response. He wasn't so lucky he got to enjoy much stuff like that. "I never saw somethin' like that." Cash money does sound a lot, at least to Duo. So he couldn't help but ask...

"D'ya think the sword's worth lots here? This whole place, I mean."

[inquisitorialness]

She sighs, shaking her head. "I don't - fully understand it, myself. But a group of Qunari began activating eluvians as a way to - to infiltrate the halls of power and start an invasion. I tracked them down, and as I did so, the mark became more and more unstable."

[glimpsing]

Okay, scratch that. Talking douchebag. So not impressed.

[Seriously, she's about to disconnect now. What a dick.]

[orions_shadow]

I'm sorry, the whole 'talking lion' thing...Kinda gets old.

[orions_shadow]

"Probably not, they got better swords here, I seen so far. Even Thorfinn's got better stuff." Shad says as they finally finally arrive at the place he himself was so scared of the moment they arrived.

"This place is a school, but they leave me alone. I'm not gonna deal with any of that junk. Still, they got a place to stay and lots of food."

[thisismadfreaky]

Maybe we can investigate it. You know, later, after you've settled in and everything. [Because no way is he going to make her jump immediately in on this day one. Even if he's pretty sure she'd rather have something to focus on anyway. Adjustment periods are kind of needed for all the headspinny situational things of showing up here.]