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

[these_are_my_words]

She stands straight, as if the scars on her face, her inner arm, as if the healing bullet-wound on her right calf and the diminishing of her once pregnant were marks of pride. Survival. Maybe they are.

Still, his snort and amused comment warm her enough to smile back. Not broadly, butrueful and amused.

"I don't know, define worse," she says. Then she adds, "I've never had little things like this. But I'm with you. Though maybe I'd a few more."

One for each of her sisters.

[getsyourbloodgoing]

Scars are a good thing in Bull's mind. It means that you have survived whatever the world threw at you and that is a good thing. He knows it to be true because of the amount of scars that riddle his own large body. They are there, covering his chest, his back and every other part of him. Some of them are silver and some of them are fresh. But they are all signs that he has survived.

"Trust me, if you could see some of the shit the Vints come up with, you would be horrified." He pauses. "They are people from my world. Trust me, you're better of not knowing."

Okay, so Dorian isn't that bad but that is not the point right now.

He looks down at the spiky lizards, nodding. "Which ones would you pick?"

[these_are_my_words]

His scars are reassuring. She's used to them: on the War Boys, on the women taken in from the Wasteland or traded in, on the imperators. On the old men who rule everything. Even Corpus has his scars. So many people here lack them. She longs for peace, does Splendid, but she finds the physical state of it unfamiliar.

"Yeah? I don't know, I think you should see some of the things we have, back home."

The heads of baby dolls, Bull. And spikes. Lots of both. And skulls.

"That one," and she points with an elegant finger towards the smaller one, with ochre-coloured spots. "Reminds me of one of my sisters."

Toast she's sure would be flattered. Small and spiky and a permanent side-eye.

[getsyourbloodgoing]

He can tell that she might not want to think about home much and so he focuses on the little lizard figurines again while she points out the ones that she would like.

"Let's go in and buy them." He decides suddenly, motioning at the door. "Before someone else can get the chance to buy them."

[these_are_my_words]

She laughs. Short, bright, a sunburst of entertainment.

"Why not."

It is a dangerous feeling, to take to theart others. But at the same time, the lizards are charming. And she has to learn to take things like that.

So her expression turns devious and determined and she strides towards the door. No quick, furtive rush, but high head and confident like of course all will go to plan.

[getsyourbloodgoing]

Of course, it will all go to plan. Bull will stand behind her and glare at the shop owner until it does if he needs to.

So he follows with a bit of a smirk, especially when he has to duck down a bit to get through the door. If he seemed big before, he seems even more so now as he straightens once they are inside. He moves carefully though, surprisingly light on his feet while he follows along. He is also actively ignoring the shop owner that is staring at him like....well, like he's a bull in a china shop.