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

Finn | Star Wars | 1 | Spoilers for Star Wars VII

[fightsforher]

There was pain, and fear, and the shock of burning darkness... and then suddenly, there was light. Finn cried out as he came to, on his side, somewhere...

... with a groan, he tried to move, and screamed as pain ripped through him, centered in his back. He collapsed to the floor, and panted there, hearing voices near, and yet so far away. Where was he? Where was Rey?

What had happened while he was out? He had to get up, he had to!

With a groan and a cry that was ripped from between clenched lips and teeth, he forced himself to his knees, then staggered to his feet, swaying. He looked around as he staggered toward a wall, and realized he was on some kind of flying platform. Maybe an assault vessel of some kind? But one that seemed to hold a few other people, and headed toward...

He gaped as he looked ahead, hanging onto the wall to keep himself upright. Were those islands? Floating in the sky? He'd never seen tech quite like that! He couldn't wait to take a look. Maybe they needed a soldier?

As the boat docked, he slowly staggered off of it, taking the items thrust at him numbly, not hearing the explanation given. Fumblingly, he put the things in his belt pouches and sagged against a building, and looked around.

How had he gotten here? And where was here?

And where was Rey?



(ooc: Finn has bad burns to his back, where his jacket has been laid open by a lightsaber strike, and the wound, while cauterized, has done massive trauma and shock to his system. And looks pretty bad, to boot.)

/grabby hands

[resistancepilot]

He comes down to Aerilon several times a week, to get supplies or see what spare parts he can find that he might need for tinkering in what has become his workshop (honestly, he's never lived alone in a place like that. What does he need all that space for?). Today he just happens to be there when there's a load of new arrivals swarming the docks.

That's when he sees an arrival he knows. He pushes his way through the crowds until he reaches Finn, where he stands, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He gives him a look over, concerned. He's obviously seen better days.

"Let me guess. Kylo Ren?"

Re: /grabby hands

[fightsforher]

Finn saw Poe coming and he grabbed for the other man. "Y-yes. He's got Rey. He had her, hurt her. We've got to... got to find her." He was nearly falling over on his feet, hanging against the other man.

Only his concern for Rey kept him on his feet. "Where are we? How did we get here? Is this a new Resistance base?"

[resistancepilot]

He puts his hand firmly around Finn's elbow to support him and keep him upright. "Maybe you should sit down before you fall over." He'll be no use to anyone that way. "No, no, there's nothing to worry about. She's here, she's fine. I've seen her. This isn't a Resistance base. There's no First Order here." Well. "Except Kylo Ren."

[fightsforher]

"Can't. If he has her---" He broke off when he heard that.

"She's okay... but Ren is here? Why? What is going on?"

He swayed, and thought better of staying upright, nearly falling to his knees, then to his butt, stabilized only by Poe. "Where are we?" He was confused and with Rey safe, his energy suddenly seemed far away, very far away.

Lightsaber wounds sucked.

[resistancepilot]

"We're in a place called Medietas. It's not in any galaxy you're familiar with." Which is really probably only one, but the statement is still true. It's not part of that galaxy. "That's really all I can tell you. Even the people who rule this place don't seem to know why we're here."

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel was once again making the rounds of the docks to look for anyone from home when he sees the guy who looks like he's about to fall over. Among other things.

"You look like crap." Given he's cranky over not seeing anyone he actually wants to see, he doesn't feel like being diplomatic.

[fightsforher]

Finn stared at this strange man, confused. "Being hit with a... with a lightsaber can do that."

He looked around, sagging more against the wall. "Where am I? Where's Rey? Did Ren get her?" Panic entered his tone as he forced himself up with a cry of pain.

"What's going on?"

[lotsoflaughs]

The word 'lightsaber' tells Gabriel all he needs to know about where this kid is from.

"Take it easy there, champ," he advises. "You are decidedly not where you're from in terms of universe, never mind galaxy, anymore. On that note, I'm not familiar with either of those names."

[fightsforher]

Finn was panting as he stared around, then back at the man. "Where am I? And how can you not... wait... universe?" What the hell?

Finn now had no idea what to think. How could he be outside the universe? Why would he be outside the universe.

"UHm, what about Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, General Organa, or Poe Dameron?" Maybe someone else was here who could give him answers. Who could explain this!

[lotsoflaughs]

"If it makes you feel any better, everybody here who isn't a local has been yanked from our respective universes. Sometimes with added timeline funkiness for extra fun," Gabriel says drily. "Luke's around here somewhere at the age of twenty-something. Maybe thirty."

Just in case this guy was from a different point in time.

[fightsforher]

"How would you even do that? How could you... I mean... the kind of power that would take... not even the Starkiller is that powerful!" Well, he didn't think so anyway, and this whole conversation was starting to give him a headache on top of everything else.

He stared at the man.

"He's what? How... but... my head hurts." A pause. "MY everything hurts." How could Skywalker be that young? That made no sense at all!

Finn sagged against his wall more, groaning a little.

[lotsoflaughs]

"How is everybody being grabbed from whatever they were in the middle of? Given that, people from different points in the timeline isn't that hard to believe," Gabriel says with a shrug. "There's a clinic for those who need it. A couple of people who can fix people up plenty easy without needing the place. One of those people being me."

A half-assed offer to fix Finn up? Maybe.

[fightsforher]

Finn squinted at the man, not feeling any of this was easy to believe, not at all. What the hell was becoming of his life? And how? And why?

"I don't care if I'm hurt, if you can help me find Rey. As long as she's okay, everything's fine." Okay, not fine, because he hurt bad, and he knew it, but... Rey was what mattered to him.

[lotsoflaughs]

"You think she's really going to want you keeling over while looking for her or just collapsing at her feet when you do find her?" Gabriel asks with raised eyebrows. He thinks not. "Little hard to search five islands while unconscious."

He pauses for a moment. "Of course, there's a potential faster way of looking for her than running around everywhere."

[fightsforher]

Finn sighed. The man had a point. "You have a point. How do I get better?" He had no idea how medicine worked. They were always taken into the medical wing, lost consciousness and then woke up better.

He perked up a little, curious.

"Oh? What's that?"

[lotsoflaughs]

"A benefit of me being what I am, I don't need all the medical equipment they've got in the clinic. C'mere," he says, beckoning at Finn.

"As for getting in touch with her... By using the phone I know they gave you to leave a message for her on the network," Gabriel points out. "If she's here and checks it on a regular basis, she'll see it. And if not her, maybe someone else you know."

[fightsforher]

Finn didn't understand, but he staggered toward the man, nonetheless. Hell, this was all probably some fever dream hallucination he was having as he was dying on that damn forest floor, anyway. "So this little rectangle is like a comm unit? I've never seen anything like that, or heard of the word phone."

Finn nodded. "Worth a try. Thank you." If he could figure out how to do it, what a network was, and how to make a message that Rey would get, but agents of the First Order would not. He had a headache, just thinking about it.

[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel rests his hand on Finn's forehead and a moment of concentration later, all of the physical damage to Finn is repaired. Although he's going to need to get a new shirt and so on. Gabriel ain't that helpful.

"All fixed," Gabriel announces, withdrawing his hand. "And yeah, basically. It should be easy enough for you to figure out with some fiddling around. Phone is short for telephone; they're what people use for communication where I'm from; although more often than not, they don't tend to have a video function."

[fightsforher]

Finn gasped as the pain was wrenched away, and suddenly he felt... whole. How...?

He stared at the man, but how could... "Are you a Jedi?" Because what else could the being be?

He listened more carefully, his head clear, and his mind focused, and felt like he had not in a long time. Wow.

"I... I will figure it out. Thank you." He breathed out, then smiled. "I don't know how you did that, but thank you." He extended a hand to the other.

[lotsoflaughs]

"Nope. I'm an archangel. There's a couple of lower level angels around here too. Healing is just one of the things we can do," Gabriel says, accepting the handshake before shoving both of his hands into his pockets. "And yes, I'm aware you wouldn't know what an angel is. Popping off to the religious text section of the library would give you a pretty good idea, although a lot of the stuff will be wrong."

[fightsforher]

Finn shook his hand and then nodded, listening. "What's a-right, okay. Religious section of the library? So... there are myths about you?" Finn asked it as he fished out the phone, peering at it, then at the man. Person. Angel? What the hell was an angel?

Finn had the vaguest sense he had heard the term before. But he didn't know where. Or how.

"So what do... we do here? And flying islands? For real?" Finn, now thinking, was feeling overwhelmed.

[lotsoflaughs]

"On the planet I've been kicking around for the last couple thousand years before ending up here, there are three major religions that follow my Father. So yes. You might say that," he says drily.

Right, moving on before this guy could flail too much. "Flying islands for real, yep. You'll get used to it. As for what we do, it's whatever we're inclined to. Unless trouble shows up, at which point, those of us up to it will deal with it."

[fightsforher]

"Oh, okay. That must suck. A lot." Finn thought that kind of notoriety would just be too much. Finn wasn't even comfortable with prolonged attention from one or two people. That many as would real religious texts? That was too many.

"Okay." he nodded, and blew out a long breath of air. "Okay. I guess I'll figure out this phone thing and try to... figure out what this means to me." He was confused still, but felt less shaky.

"Thank you."

[lotsoflaughs]

"A bit, yep. I'd explain more but I just recently got to explain some of it to a five-year-old and I'm not up to answering a hundred questions again yet," he says wryly.

"Anyway, you should probably figure out your phone and find wherever it says you're staying."