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T E S T D R I V E M E M E
Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Have an old muse you want to dust off, or voice test a brand new one in our game setting? Then 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've 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, but the vessel seems to be approaching a harbor with what appears to be.. are those floating islands? They sure are! And as if that isn't mind boggling enough, no one seems to have answers. But you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device and send you on your way. Perhaps the questions can wait for now. There's a new place to explore!

2. Go Exploring!: There's plenty of places to see, be it in your designated housing area, or on one of the adjoining community islands! Visit the market on Aerilon. Hike the mountains in Eurus. Sit on the beaches of Imber with a cocktail. Adventure in the forests of Mundus. Be careful though! Every area has it's dangers.

3. Party, party!: On the evening of your first night in the city, a party is being thrown on Aerilon in honor of your arrival. Eat, mingle, dance, meet the other new arrivals! The locals put on quite the celebration!

4. Wild Card! Customize your own scenario to fit your needs!

Comments

[iletyoulive]

Galen flung out his other hand, not to hurt the girl so much as to stop any forward motion, but when he looks at her, sun-washed hair, bloodied wound, and rounded belly, the fight drains out of him quickly. He think of Claire, and how easily she's always believed in him, and how hard he fought to be worthy of her.

His shoulders slump as he drops his hands, withdrawing the Force energy keeping the stranger in its clutches and the girl frozen in place. His back presses against a stone wall, and he slides down until he can sit down and hold his head in his hands.

"I'm sorry."

[iletyoulive]

Shock, more than anything, makes Galen recoil, dropping the man from his grasp as he stumbles back. Obi-wan left the village a long time ago. "Master," he gasps, shaking his head in confusion. "I don't--what is this?! Where's the village? Where is Claire?!"

[knighterrantofthedragon]

For Alric's part, he had merely been exploring the shops, but it wasn't hard to spot the newcomer in some manner of distress, out of sorts as he was. He stepped nearer, hands raised slightly in a soothing gesture, with a calm, affable smile.

"Newly arrived, I presume. How can I help you?"

mine too ;_;

[iletyoulive]

He felt them before Claire called out, the sudden rush of relief almost leaving him weak. Wherever this was, whatever game the village was playing this time, they were here. They were all right. Everything would be fine.

He dropped his hold on the man and side-stepped him as he coughed and hacked the breath back into his lungs, ignoring everything but the bright gold hair a short distance away. Then he skidded to a halt. Something was wrong. Claire...he'd never felt anything like this from her before. Grief. A deep ocean of it that had him sucking in a sharp gasp and pressing a hand to his suddenly aching chest. Something was very, very wrong.

"Claire," he called as he pushed closer. "What's wrong, what happened, is Ben--"

He stopped, yet again, his mouth falling open, the shock stealing his words. The boy clinging to Claire's hand was not the chubby, round-faced baby, still learning how to toddle on wobbly legs, the baby that had fallen asleep in his arms just a few hours ago. Though the evidence was easy enough to connect, his shell-shocked mind couldn't put it all together. Eyes wide and bright and glittering with unshed tears, he could only shake his head in denial.

"B...Ben?"

Chris Halliwell | Charmed

[student_lighter]

Chris woke up in a strange boat....docked on a floating island. That was different. He was relatively certain he wasn't Up There, since he'd been Up There and it looked absolutely nothing like this. Plus they didn't usually kidnap people in floating boats. The whole going Up There thing wasn't exactly open entry.

"Alright, who kidnapped me?" Chris crossed his arms and waited for the maniacal evil cackling to begin. "Not cool." Rolling is eyes at the obvious idiocy of this plan, Chris tried to orb back to the Manor. And ended up right back besides the docks, reappearing in blueish white orbs.

"Maybe not such a crappy plan after all..."

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo snorted, oddly, with a twist to her features. She had to appreciate the sentiment, but it was odd to hear anyone around here, who wasn't getting copious alcohol from her at the time, talking about being glad they found her. Jo just a hand in her pocket and shrugged one shoulder.

"I'm a bigger fan of seeing the shit pile for what it is. You know what you really have to deal with, and work with, then."

[lotsoflaughs]

"You may as well save yourself the effort. When I tried, I bounced around all day." Have an archangel leaning against a fairly sturdy stack of the sort of thing typically found on docks. Wooden crates and whatnot.

Andros | Power Rangers in Space

[awol_redranger]

This was not his quarters on the Megaship. Andros added security to his never-ending list of things to do on board, in addition to 'find out how someone by-passed Megaship security and drugged him and find out where the hell he was.' Which he wasn't sure. He'd never been to or heard of any planets with floating islands, or floating boats.

Looking down at himself, the ranger did a quick check to make sure nothing was missing. Battlizer, morpher, locket, communicator and pager tucked into his pocket.

Time to look around.

[student_lighter]

Chris eyed the man warily. Was that? No, that couldn't be an Elder. Right? He....wasn't that much of an ass. And he was wearing normal clothing.

"You're trying to tell me you didn't do this?" Chris crossed his arms over his chest, not quite believing him. Shenanigans? Usually Elders or Demons. And t his was too clean for demons. Unless they were fighting the demon of cleanliness.

[lotsoflaughs]

"Give the man a cookie," Gabriel says drily. "That's exactly what I'm saying. Boatloads of people got nabbed wherever or whatever we were doing and were brought here."

[student_lighter]

"Boatloads? So everyone comes in one of those boats and is brought here. For what? And you can't leave. I find that very hard to believe."

This guy was the highest up there was, right? What was beyond Elder? Or whatever he was.Not quite Elder. Close though.

[lotsoflaughs]

"Believe it or not, it's true," Gabriel says with a shrug. No skin on his nose if the guy refused to believe him. Gabriel studies him for a moment to get a look at what he was.

...Huh. Something very like a nephilim or possibly his own world's version that doesn't feel quite right, due to being from the wrong world.

[callmethor]

Thor turned to the man and smiled, hopeful. "Indeed, friend." He waved a hand. "I seek to find [name] island, and to see where it is, and learn more of this place. Those who greeted me seemed lame of mind and low of willingness to share information."

There was a growl in his words that that, and a flicker of lightning in his eyes.

[student_lighter]

That...actually made him really uncomfortable. Whatever was behind this was more powerful than an Elder. Or...whatever he was. Elder-like.

"But you're an Elder." There, he was just going to say it. "You admitting to me there are some things you don't know or can't do?" Chris phished his phone out of his pocket, wondering if he could record this for posterity.

[lotsoflaughs]

"That the word for archangels where you're from?" Gabriel asks with a raised eyebrow. Huh. Learn something new--okay, not every day--but some days. "Who--or what--ever's doing this is something reeeeeeally powerful. As seen by my being here."

[student_lighter]

Chris shrugged. "I guess. Elders are a cut above Whitelighters. Kind of the governing body. I honestly thought angels and archangels were just terms mortals got wrong for Whitelighters and Elders. But, you're real."

That was interesting.

"Just to clarify, the Easter Bunny still isn't real right?"

[lotsoflaughs]

"Nope, no Easter Bunnies for real." Gabriel considers for a moment. "Although given the variety of people here, I wouldn't be surprised in the least if someone shows up from somewhere it is real."

[student_lighter]

"That's a win at least. I really don't want to have to kill the Easter Bunny." At the very least that's a thing of nightmares. " So if you're an Archangel, why don't you have a problem with me?"

Because, let's face it, after what his parents had to go through just to get married, and then the shit Gideon pulled on Wyatt, Chris wasn't exactly the trusting sort. Okay, he wasn't trusting to begin with. Somewhat paranoid even. Neurotic. And he knew there were Elders who disagreed with the decision to let Leo marry Piper. And the birth of more Whitelighter-Witch hybrids was considered too powerful by some. Chris just thought they didn't like Whitelighters who weren't under their control.

[lotsoflaughs]

"You mean why aren't I getting my boxers in a knot over the existence of a nephilim?" Gabriel asks with a raised eyebrow. "Even before I left home, I was the most chill of us top four. Then I spent a couple thousand years living on Earth partying with the Pagans and hanging out with other types. Not to mention don't have much room to bitch about your existence."

[student_lighter]

"If that's your word for a half-whitelighter, than yes. So," Chris relaxed, realizing this guy was just way cooler than any other Elder he had ever met, including his father.

"What you're saying is you don't care that I exist and you're not going to try and kill me or lock me up erase my existence. Nice to meet you. I'm Chris." He left off the last name, since this guy was from a different universe, Halliwell probably didn't mean much.

"And you really are a couple of thousand years old? Wow. How did you not get bored?"

[lotsoflaughs]

"I said I'd been living on Earth for a couple thousand years after bugging out from home," Gabriel corrects him. "Actual age is in the billions of years. Name's Gabriel."

Re: Chris Halliwell | Charmed

[weylandtime]

"I think there's a charm or spell around the islands that prevents people from teleporting out of it. Teleportation within them is perfectly functional, however anyone trying to get out of the barriers is trapped," Weyland said, scribbling down something in his notebook.

And then frowned a little.

[student_lighter]

Chris smirked at that. "I can't exactly blame you for skipping out. It's not the most exciting place ever." Chris would probably use a phrase involve a log up someones ass, but he didn't know this Gabriel guy well enough to know how he felt about 'home.'

"You really think of it as 'home'? My father never did. Or rather, I guess he just viewed his responsibilities on earth as more important. And nice to meet you Gabriel."

Re: Chris Halliwell | Charmed

[student_lighter]

Chris looked at man. "Yeah, thanks. I figured that part out myself." He eyed the notebook. "And just what are you writing?" Chris tried to peer at the pages, not liking the idea of someone taking note about him.

[lotsoflaughs]

"Had more to do with the fact Michael and Lucifer were trying to kill each other over humans, but hey, who's keeping track," Gabriel says with an uncomfortable shrug, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets. "Heaven existed for quite a bit longer than Earth has, never mind humans. So yeah. It was home once."