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

[iron_beneath_beauty]

"I thought the same!" She said excitedly, clutching at him in the same manner she had whenever a good bad idea struck her. It always resulted in them being punished by there father, but it didn't mute her enthusiasm, no matter the result. "But somehow dragons have come back!"

Given the resemblance and Rhaegar's response to Dany, it was hard to doubt the woman was anything other than what she claimed to be. It was hard to replicate those eyes and that hair. A Targaryen bore their name on their features, plain for all to see. Their beauty was close to a badge of honor, as rare and precious as a true dragon.

She shook her head, lowering her eyes. So he didn't know. It was strange to speak to someone as lost about the future as she was. Somehow, she never expected to be the one to tell him, to deliver the painful blow. "His children. They told me that Ned was killed...the Lannisters." She whispered the words, trying to shield her heart from the pain and anger that heated her blood. "He was treated little better than a dog! The Others take them!"

[nightwatcher]

All this talk about dragons and Targaryens will have to wait. As of right now, Benjen is having some trouble processing the possible truth of his dear brother being dead.

The shock upon his face is clear as the day itself. It's almost as if the wind was knocked out of him by a hardy jab to the gut. He stands there in complete silence with muted terror upon his face. Benjen shakily raises his hand to his hair and brushes the long unkempt strands back. "The Lannisters." He says their name with enough venom to curse all of their line. "The Lannisters killed our brother?" He stares at Lyanna for a long time in silence before suddenly turning away.

This is a bit much. Not only did he somehow cheat death but he meets with his sister again in some magical island only to find out his brother is dead. How? Just how does any of this makes any sense?

Benjen let's out a quiet sigh. It's taking all of his willpower not to scream and curse at the heavens right now. He's so angry. He's livid. His lips fall into a grim line and his brows knit together in muted anger and pain. His breathing is harsher now and the pulse quickened a bit.

Ned is dead. His brother was killed.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

The moment she saw those tell tale signs of his anger (always quiet but fierce as a wolf's), she pulls him into a tight hug. If he was hurt and fuming, let it be in the safety of her embrace, shutting out the rest of the world, save for their mutual pain. They were Starks. They could not survive alone, always meant to be in a pack. If the Lannisters declared war on their family, they would come to fear their combined fury.

It wasn't as though this was the first blow they suffered...or at least he suffered. He had likely lived through Brandon's death, their father's death. Her death. Losing the last of his family, it had to be too much for him.

Without his parents and siblings, he was the last surviving pup. It was a heavy burden to bear, one that she feared would break his strength. Perhaps it was a mercy that this world had granted them the chance to be a family again. Whatever happened in Westeros, it was a distant memory. They were reunited, as they should have been there.

"He's here now. He's safe."

[nightwatcher]

Her embrace brings Benjen back to reality in a heartbeat.

It brings him out of his dark thoughts and the murderous rage that boils his blood but it also spares him for the fear that crept into his heart. Ned is the patriarch of their family now, the one who carried on their father's legacy. For Ned to be killed by one of the other noble houses not only dishonors him but their family name. Such a injustice can only be repaid in blood and Benjen is more than willing to have that debt paid for the sake of his brother. That much is certain given the murderous look that lingers in Benjen's dark gaze. He doesn't dare voice such a morbid thought especially since he knows, without asking, that Lyanna feels the same.

Benjen isn't a petty man but hearing of Ned's death makes him wish he could be one. That alone scares him a little.

He holds onto his sister like his very sanity depends upon her. It isn't until Lyanna proclaims that their brother is safe that he finally speaks. "...Good." Benjen replies in a harsh whisper.

"If I had known sooner---" Benjen would've gone home.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

"If we had the gift of foresight, a great many things would be different." Her voice soft and pained. Had she known what would happen to Westeros, she would have found a way to calm Brandon and keep him from igniting the Mad King's paranoia. Had she been aware what Robert Baratheon would do, she would have fought her father about the betrothal all together. Had she known that she would die without her lover, she would have prevented him from going to war.

Unfortunately, foresight was not a gift that the Gods readily bestowed. It was only hindsight that they were permitted.

"What happened to you?" She asked him, curious to know if he had been spared some dark fate. Starks seemed cursed of late. Yet Benjen had only been missing. There was a chance that he had survived peril.