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!

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Anastasia, The Red Queen | OUAT: In Wonderland.

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Scenario 1.

There were a great many wondrous things in Wonderland, by it's very nature. There were turtle islands, and there were marshmallow bogs, and of course clothes horses, but what one didn't see were ships that floated and landed in places that were definitely not the kingdom that she had been ruling over for longer than she cared to remember. Hands tightened into fists at her sides, hidden beneath the long red velvet of her dress. She was still wearing what she had been back at home, which was a relief, and one that grew exponentially as she reached up and brushed her fingers over her blond bun, and of course the crown that acted as an anchor for it. Those rubies and diamonds had cost her everything; she wasn't about to lose them because she'd ended up on an odd boat.

Maps and odd boxes did not answers make, so Anastasia brushed past those people and looked around for someone who could give her a real solution on how to return home. Her voice was haughty but soft and with an upper class British accent. "You there, darling," there is no note of anything personal in that term of endearment. "Can you tell me how one goes about returning home? I do have some terribly important plans that I need to be getting on with."

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She had heard from Will about the woman he had loved, Anastasia. He had described her with the same clarity and sadness that Belle often used in discussing Rumpel. They had been lonely people, both trying to find a place to hide from the hurt they carried in their hearts.

Even without knowing her, Belle could pick out Anastasia, entirely based on the stories that Will told her. The color of her eyes, that sweet lilt in her voice. She knew the woman as well as any citizen in Storybrooke.

So on spying her at the docks, Belle pushed her way through the crowd to reach her. "Anastasia?"

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For a moment, it's all Anastasia can do is to look around for the person calling her name. Before there was Jafar, Will and Alice, no one dared to utter it once she'd become the Queen of Wonderland by taking over for Cora. Even Jafar tended to call her "Your Majesty" rather than using her name, something, she thought, he believed was an insult. Ana didn't think it was; it was easier than hearing her name pass through his lips.

But Ana didn't know this girl. Going over the people who knew her name and who might be here, she didn't look like any of them. This person was not Lizard or Ella or Drizzila. This woman, whomever she might be, had something over Anastasia, and The Red Queen was never one who was willing to deal with that.

Still, she did need information badly, and this woman would likely have it. After a second, her face arranged itself into a smile, and she stepped closer to the woman who had called her name. "My, darling, it does appear that you've me at quite the disadvantage."

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"We've never met face to face, but I've heard about you." Belle said, taking note of the surprise and discomfort on her face when she heard her name. She didn't know all of the circumstances of Anastasia's life, but she knew that she became the Red Queen, leaving behind her past to become royalty. It was a subject that was touchy with Will and he simply left it at that bare facts. Being one not to pry, Belle left the matter alone.

She smiled, trying to offer a bit of warmth in the confusion, remembering how it was for her when she arrived. Having a friendly face and assistance was invaluable, something she intended to give to Anastasia.

"I know a friend of yours." Belle told her gently. "I knew him in Storybrooke. Will Scarlet?"

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A 'friend' of hers? Anastasia wasn't someone who'd had friends. The ones whom she did have she could count on the single hand in front of her. There'd been Cora, of course, as the one who'd been most recent, and the one who had been the most important to her. There'd been a few others when she was a girl, before there had been Ella and everything had become a competition in order to find a husband before one of the other girls had. But the name that Belle had offered as a friend of hers wasn't someone who Ana had considered in a long time.

For someone who was normally quite quick upon her feet, Ana stared at Belle rather dumbly for far longer than she would have expected. Will had spoken of her as a friend? But... Well, the last time he'd spoken to her it hadn't been something that was complimentary to her. No, instead the notes in his voice had been nothing but accusatory, and she'd needed to attempt to block them out when it was late and when she wondered if her plan was going to work...

A plan that was currently up in the air because she was quite certainly somewhere that she did not belong.

"Are you quite certain we're speaking of the same Will Scarlet, darling?" Her voice was aloof, because she was attempting to buy herself some purchase from the pain within. "He hardly seemed to think me a friend when last I saw him."