medietas_ooc | Test Drive

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Test Drive

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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"So a man with tits," she said blithely--yay, gender equality--as they walked, nearing the library. "You might be disappointed with fine manners out of me, I always hated the whole hiding-behind-politeness thing." Somehow, though, she doubts Tyrion's going to care about her manners.

All for the better. At his teasing about the aforementioned poor thing, though, she was expecting an entirely different answer, and her glance at him is sharper, more perceptive if anything, though it's also a little more luminous. She's known guys for whom blue balls were not an option. "Man, you know how to make a girl feel so special."

"Or a woman with balls, however you would like them to swing." He shrugged, because honestly it could worth either way. He looked up at the library, his mis-matched eyes gleaming with intent, before he looked back at her. "Some of my dearest friends were as blunt as a hammer. I have a feeling you are the same way."

Now he laughed again, before he looked up at her, "One has to be given the opportunity to do so first, I've found. Whipping one's cock out for a lady's approval never seems to have the right effect in these cases."

"They're swinging? That just got interesting," she chuckles. "I don't tend to pull my punches, no. I don't like or have a lot of patience for people hiding behind words when they don't have the stones to say what they mean."

She rubbed a hand over the back of her neck at that, pretending to be thoughtful. "I wouldn't worry, you'll probably get another chance. Some of us are easy."

"Well naturally -- you can't expect them to observe all the proper etiquette if they do not swing." He volleys back at her, before he tipped his head down thoughtfully.

So he stops, and turns, and arches an eyebrow at her, "Now, when you say some of us, does that mean just myself - whom I know is quite loose in my sexual favors, or were you implying you would be willing to be loose with me -- or you have suggestions on where I can find others who are of a similar witty and seductive timber. I am equally pleased with either of the latter options."

Noriko just stops for a minute and laughs--she'd be sorry, except she's really never had anyone ask her to specify what she meant quite that way, with that many options.

"I meant that I'm pretty sure not everyone in this place is uptight. I haven't found a brothel yet, though. As far as the two of us knocking boots, that'll take a couple more conversations."

Now, he'll just smirk at her because any time he can get a woman to laugh? Means he is that much closer to charming her.

"Well, the first option is good to hear. The second, alas, not so much but I believe I shall be avoiding brothels for ... some time." He arches an eyebrow at her, shaking his head and clicking his tongue just slightly. "My dear Nori, you should know. Talking is one of my best talents. I look forward to our verbal spars."

"You know, you really shouldn't say that," she says with a cheeky grin. "It'll only encourage me."

Beat. "What're you avoiding them for? You catch the clap?"

"I like encouraging beautiful women to do questionable things with me." He states with a mock serious face.

Another beat. "No ... I ... fell in love with a woman from a brothel. That feeling was used against me. I am afraid I am quite soured on such affections."

"Oh, talking with you is hardly the questionable part," Noriko replies breezily, talking over her shoulder as she climbs up the stairs. "Usually that's what comes later after you're already trashed."

She looks down for a second at his admission, but covers it well. "...Fair enough. People can be assholes." She'd know better than most, as the two bullet scars in her back can show. "Want to go in?"

"That's true ... I do tend to get rather thrown off by large amounts of liquor." He smiled softly, "However if I am not trashed, what will you do then?"

He sighed softly, "I agree. People can be do a great deal of harm to one another." He looked up at her, arching an eyebrow, "Naturally. I am like a fish out of water, without my books. After you?"

"What, if we're both sober?" she shrugs, seemingly thoughtful as she strolled to the doors, pulling them open. "Don't know. I'd have to think about it. And figure out if they have contraception around here."

"Well we don't have to be completely sober - but I would like to make sure I am seducing you and not a tree. That would just be embarrassing." He stated with a completely straight face, as he followed her through the doors. "Now, what is contraception?"

"You'd have to be impressively drunk to confuse me and a tree. Or you've got some seriously weird-looking trees back home," she said.

"Contraception is birth control. You take it, and ninety-eight percent of the time you won't get pregnant." Not as good as abstinence, but then depending on what set of beliefs you subscribe to that's not a hundred percent effective either.

"I can assure you -- I can get to that level of drunkness. And as far as I know, our trees are just like your trees." He stared at her for a moment, before he murmured as he led the way further into the library.

"Clearly, I have a lot of reading to do. Especially on methods of sexual activity in this world and others."

She snorts. "Nah, the sex is pretty much the same any way you slice it. Tab A goes into Slot B, you know the drill."

Beat.

"Presumably. Contraception just lets women actually enjoy it and not have to worry about the possibility of kids every single time you want to get laid."

He smiled warmly, "More than once, actually. It is my favorite kind of drill."

A thoughtful nod. "Where would the books be on that? So I can figure out precisely what I am asking a woman to put up with, when I am getting laid."

"Birth control? Probably under applied sciences. If you're looking for male birth control, it'll be under a different heading, though. It not being reversible."

"...Pardon me, but did you say that male birth control is non-reversible? What do they do, make him a eunuch?" He had this horrifying feeling that they did, but he did head over to applied sciences. Once there, he started to pluck out a pile of books on a variety of subjects.

"Yes, I said it was non-reversible, and no, they don't make anyone a eunuch. The whole operation is a little complicated, but suffice it to say they don't cut anything off, just seal the two small tubes that carry sperm. With women it's easier, we just take a pill and don't ovulate."

She plucked out a book as she talked, tucking it under her arm.

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