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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

[knighterrantofthedragon]

Ahh, that clarified a great deal. Alric smiled and nodded.

"I fully understand, and sincerely wish that you might find her, here.

And, yes, some of us have certainly been... considerably less fortunate than others, in the circumstances of their native time and place. For their sake, at the very least, I am willing to be patient with the silence of those who brought us here. ...still, I assure you, I do sympathize."

[thisismadfreaky]

Okay, [Flaily hand motions.] You and Wells have both said something about killer rabbits and I'm just really gonna need someone to explain that because I'm not sure I'm okay with this idea at all!

Rock "Rocky" Devereaux | OC | Option 1 (action or prose! I'll follow your lead. :P)

[rockysmash]

[Standing on the docks, device and map in hand, Rocky doesn't cut a very impressive figure: average height, broad shouldered, dressed in a superhero t-shirt, sweats, and bare feet, with a shock of cherry red hair, the rest of it close cropped and jet black beneath the shaggy mop.

He also appears to be oddly calm...in truth, he's terrified.

He knows about the shame and weakness of being a lone wolf, he's heard the horror stories...he's met Dalton, the enforcer for his cousin's pack, not even fit to be a Beta. Back home, he was just gearing up for the full moon before he lost consciousness. His pack was around him, his cousin Nettie's boyfriend was going to bring them breakfast burritos in the morning...

And now he's alone. An alone he can feel, an alone that's worse than that one stupid game he played for the channel a few months back.

He's isolated and powerless and has no idea where he is. No idea what's going on.

For the first time in his life, Rock Deveraux is well and truly afraid.]

Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[showmycannons]

Ironhide doesn't like this body. He's scanned a few different things in his time and while he's appreciated the technological advancements humans have made over the years he doesn't like being upgraded (or downgraded - definitely downgraded) into one of their bodies.

It's soft. It's vulnerable and weak and Ironhide can see every scar that he's earned over the years and a few he's forgotten about. He can only wield two weapons at once and not the heavy artillery he's used to.

And the clothes. He refuses to wear them except when Ratchet manages to force him into it and so currently, he's on the beach at Imber, wearing nothing at all.

His eyes are closed when he hears someone approach (his hearing is still much better than what he suspects a human's hearing is) and he doesn't bother opening them.

"I'm not wearing clothes. They limit my mobility."

[didnotwant]

"I..." Oh my god. Well now this is funny. She blinks and decides the best option is to not stare.

"Well I actually agree. Plus it really unnerves people when you run into battle buck naked."

Actually that's because when she runs into battle naked it is while she is transforming into a giant angry murder ball.

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[these_are_my_words]

"You're gonna get sand in your arse."

The Splendid Angharad isn't bothered by the nudity. Appreciative of his body? Yes. But the image is all too surreal for desire to fight its way free out of the tangle of her state.

[callmethor]

Thor nodded. "IN truth, I am in no real hurry to return, save that if I stay, I would wish some friends come here also." He grinned at the idea.
"Though perhaps not Volstagg. I am not sure this city could survive his intense appetite."

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[samsluck]

"They do, but they also make others easier to deal with, in most cases." What even was his life? Why was he here again? Oh right. A transformer in a human body. Holy freaking Cybertron.

His life was just... too much.

Sam sighed and sat next to Ironhide, looking away from the naked being. "I brought some food and water, in case you were feeling hunger pains in your new body?" He held out a box with a plain turkey and swiss sandwich and some cold water in a sippy cup in it. He figured... baby steps.

[hummerdoc]

"And you're going to get your ass sunburned. I do my nude swimming in the dark because of that."

Ratchet huffed as he sat down next to Ironhide. No shoes, pants rolled up at the ankle and his sleeves rolled up to his elbow, he looked out at sea, then back at Ironhide.

[carolinafox]

"Fox, yeah," Anna Grace says, smiling a bit. She's glad she wasn't wrong about that because that would have been an awkward thing to say.

"I've been doing it since I was a little girl."'

Re: oh dear

[carolinafox]

Sansa isn't a name she knows. Anna Grace shakes her head firmly and gives him an apologetic smile.

"No, not Sansa, though that's a pretty name. I'm Anna Grace."

[showmycannons]

Ironhide cracks open one eye to look at Ratchet before closing it again and huffing under his breath.

"My skin is darker than yours is. I won't burn as easily."

[showmycannons]

"Then you're saying I'll be a better warrior without the clothes? I'll tell Ratchet," Ironhide says, opening his eyes.

This one is a female and what he supposes is an attractive one. He hasn't decided how he's supposed to gauge that, just yet, but he likes the look of her.

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[showmycannons]

"I hate sand," Ironhide agrees. "This entire planet seems to be full of it. There's a whole island of it on Mulciber."

He knows, considering that's where he's been told to live. He's going to just sleep in Ratchet's bed if it comes to it because he doesn't want to deal with sand day in and day out.

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[showmycannons]

Ironhide scoffs. "I don't hunger for human food. Why would I need to eat? I function on energon."

And, yet, he usually feels better when he eats the human food and drinks their water. He hates the functions of this body and wants his own body back.

[hummerdoc]

"You can still burn, my friend. There's also sand. Sand is less than pleasant in soft areas. I speak from experience. Plus the humans are disturbed by other naked humans. I still haven't quite figured out the reason why."

He looked back over Ironhide again. "So. Going to put on pants at least? You're making all the other humans feel inadequate."

[these_are_my_words]

"I don't recommend leather. Or visiting Australia." Or at least, not her part of Australia. It took her a number of showers to wash the sand out after she arrived, and she'd actually been wearing knickers under her sheet.

Splendid eyes him then, and has enough presence to make this obvious behind her giant sunglasses.

(Sunglasses are amazing.)

"You might want a towel. For the sand. And the chaffing."

Hawkeye Pierce | M*A*S*H

[hawkeyepierce]

1. Deployment

He wasn't expecting it to be so sunny. Korea was sunny, but dusty too, so there was normally something blocking the intense glare of the sun. There wasn't that here. He raised a hand to his eyes, shielding them as he peered around the dock. Fancy buildings, lots of boats, people loading and unloading. And a group making a bee-line for him.

He wasn't expecting them to speak English, so that's a surprise. But the fact is, none of them actually tell him where he is, or how he got there, and after pressing something about the size of a Red Cross parcel into his hands, they're off to speak to someone else looking just as confused.

He looks down at the parcel, opening the lid. There's a folded piece of thick paper and a funny black box. He's not sure about the box, but he takes the paper and shoves everything else into his medical bag.

"Oh goody, a map." He says, and then looks around, trying to get someone's attention. "Excuse me, excuse me, there's a problem." He says, pointing to the map. He doesn't understand any of it, but he skipped out on map-reading in the Boy Scouts to kiss Sarah Leowitz. "This doesn't look like Korea?"

3. The Life And Seoul of the Party

Sometimes the brain just shuts down and you got through the motions. There are things you can't understand or explain and so instead of trying, the brain just suspends its disbelief. Hawke knew that. He wasn't a psychiatrist but when you'd worked in an active War Zone, you saw that sort of thing a lot. Mostly it was guys who had lost friends, or limbs that went into a sort of shock. He'd experienced it himself to a lesser degree.

Now though? Now he was being passed a glass of something by a nice attractive young lady as unfamiliar music played. It wasn't unpleasant. He couldn't actually, you know, complain. But no one had explained anything to him, had done more than hand him things and then shoo him away. He'd found his way to the bar because, well, that's what you did. Off duty? Find a bar. Then a girl.

The girl who had given him the drink was gone though. And there was a lot of people around, none of them wearing exactly the same sort of clothes. None of them wearing army fatigues either. "Looks like it's just you and me," He said to the drink, and took a swallow.

The coughing fit seemed to last a long time. He should have been used to nearly neat alcohol. But whatever this was, it wasn't like anything out of a still back home. Someone was patting his back. "Thank- Thank you. I thought I was a goner."

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[samsluck]

"You're in a human body now, Ironhide. Maybe it still functions on Energon, but somehow, I doubt it. It's like a weapon you're being forced to carry. You have to try to take care of it."

Sam hoped, by putting it in those terms, he could get through to the normally giant robot. He hated what had been done to his friends.

[didnotwant]

"You know the Doc?" She is focused on that rather than the fact he thinks she just gave sound advice.

She chuckles shaking her head. "I like to think they're focused on my weapons rather than.... my other interesting parts."

She shouldn't bring up the werewolf bit. He's new. No breaking him.

Sam Witwicky | Transformers series | exploring

[samsluck]

Sam had been here long enough to get several versions of the story of this place, to sleep one night in his new home, which was awesome, by the way. And he had also enjoyed several meals at some nice places, and managed to maybe get a job at a tech place.

Ever since he had temporarily had the All-Spark in his brain, he had somehow understood how everything mechanical worked, and could fix it. He hadn't realized that for years after the experience, but once he did, he stopped trying to be some big shot and started trying to fix things, and suddenly been very, very rich and successful.

Before that, of course, he had lost his second girlfriend, lost track of all his transformer friends, and managed, all-told, to generally lose track of everything he liked in his life. Being rich was nice, but Sam quickly learned something. It wasn't really worth it.

And so arriving here, it had somehow... felt like a new start.

Now he wandered, looking for... something new. Or something old.

Or just... something.

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[showmycannons]

Ironhide huffs but he had always taken good care of his weapons and if this is another weapon, he supposes he needs to keep it in working order. He doesn't know how good a weapon it can be, given the vulnerabilities of flesh but he has to try.

"Fine. I'll eat," he says, offering a hand for the food. "But only because I have to. I'm not accepting this body."

[hummerdoc]

Ratchet was on his way to work when he spotted the very familiar face in the crowds.

Instead of trying to catch him, he decided to cup his hands over his mouth and yell.

"SAMUEL JAMES WITWICKY." a pause. "Or should I use LADIESMAN217?"

Re: Ironhide | Transformers (Live Action) | 2

[samsluck]

Sam handed the bag over.

"I understand, and hey, I wouldn't either. Can you imagine how bad, and how unhappy I would be to suddenly be an Autobot? We were each made to be who we were." Sam doesn't like it when people mess with his friends.

Not at all.

"Maybe someone here can help. There seem to be a lot of smart people, people who understand science and math I've never heard of even." And Sam had been learning a lot more lately, ever since the All-Spark's legacy, and the Primes, had been in his head.

[showmycannons]

"We have fought in many battles together," Ironhide says. His voice is full of pride and admiration for the other Cybertronian because as much as he complains about Ratchet to his face, he respects his CMO as much as anyone else he's ever fought with.

"He's our chief medical officer."