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

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[ Once upon a time, Melisandre might have scarred her own skin in such a manner, driven by the anguish of her own slavery. But there is no evidence of any markings now on the red priestess, as the ruby gleams and shimmers at her throat over the video feed. ]

He is the Lord of Light, yes. R'hollor, the one true god, whom we as priests and priestesses serve.

[ She looks gently, kindly on the girl, although with a knowing look in her eyes. ] He sees us for our imperfections, one and all, and welcomes us into his fold with his purifying light.

[these_are_my_words]

And does he rise us up, out of the ashes of this world? Is it by his hand all will be saved?

[Her voice makes it clear she's quoting, and despite the tired hardness around her eyes, she doesn't sound anything but neutral.]

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By his own hand? — No, my child. [ A gentle smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. ] He is the Lord, but our savior is the Lord of Light's chosen champion, Azor Ahai. It is he who will rescue our world from the encroaching darkness.

[ She tilts her head, pondering. ] But you're not interested in the savior of my world, are you? You have no interest in saviors at all.

[these_are_my_words]

I'd admit to some intellectual curiosity if you hadn't come here assuming that this is all to do with your world. Like no one else's matters.

[Her home world is dying, dying, but Medietas is now the only world she has.]

But, no. I don't have much interest. Last person who talked 'bout saviours to me, he's the same man who has his logo seared into my back. Because he thought that saving us meant that he owned us.

'Sides. All these saviours seem to be blokes.