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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

[crowschild]

The knife is handed back, though the shit eating grin is put on his face for just a moment. Upper hand man. Upper hand. He is totally a mature adult. Really.

"Of course you're going to try and hurt me. I'm your brother; it's what we do."

It really is friendly. She didn't even threaten to kill him.

"Speaking of family... there's someone else here from home." Which will be an interesting meeting.

[unlucky13]

She took it and made it disappear under her school blazer, then pinched his arm. Because he was right, it was just what they did.

"Oh? Who?" She did not allow her heart to leap at the possibility that it might be Dara--no, not even in a not-faerie-sort-of-faerie world... but it might be. She casually adjusted her backpack strap, trying not to look invested.

Here, meet Rory's not!daughter.

[fallenfirebender]

And here comes one sixteen year old, attempting to reach for her hair.

[ Feel free to godmode all the bad luck. For the lolz! ]

[thisismadfreaky]

Yeaaaah, you've met me, right? Slow isn't really my thing. [Pause.] Unless you compare me to Barry, but everybody's slow compared to him, so I don't think that counts. [Shrug.] I still vote I help you with that.

[thisismadfreaky]

[And there's some staring because really. Really?! If he was stuck on some random islands, did he have to be here too?!] Hi. Just who I didn't want to see at all.

[thisismadfreaky]

"Do those people also not like puppies?" He can't help it, things just sort of come out of his mouth sometimes and there's no way to stop them. His eyes follow the other man's hand down to his side where he has a sword. God, please don't let him die today.

And if it weren't for the fact that he already knows other Earth's exist, that might sound really off because he definitely doesn't recall hearing anything about massive power outages in the world. But with that information in his pocket now, Cisco sobers a bit, is a little more serious now, "That sounds really rough." He actually can't imagine literally living with no power in the world at all. Sure, he's seen the end-of-days survival movies, the various numbers of Apocalypse flicks, but literally living it? He can't fathom it. He shrugs a little, "I'm sure we can figure it out. Once we...get wherever it is we're going."

[thisismadfreaky]

"Well, that's...a form of comforting, I guess." Only barely, though. "So, you said you've been here since the first round of people started showing up here, right? Is there-- a reason just random?"

[crowschild]

After swatting at her, he shoved his hands into his hoodie pockets. The not invested look ... well... he hates having to break the hope (he knows that not look... the one she got on their birthday every year whenever someone came to the door. Even though she knew he was in the Grove)

"Your niece. Her name is Ceilidh; Siobhan is her mum."

It's not Dara but he is curious to see how she'd react. Because he's an ass, even to his sister who is now really younger than him.

[unlucky13]

Of course it wasn't Dara. She was an idiot. She nodded, then made a face. "Siobhan had a sprat? How old is she? I mean, you're ancient now so she could be anything..."

Because the best way to move on is to be an ass right back.

[unlucky13]

"Hey!" Grace spots the reach and grabs Azula's hand, pulling her off-balance. Unfortunately, just at that moment someone pushes by Grace, shoving her so that she falls. Naturally, she takes the other girl with her.

Right into a puddle, though Grace gets the worst of it. Of course. She doesn't even bother to move for a moment, glaring at Azula. "What d'you think you're doing?"

[crowschild]

Honestly he doesn't blame her or anything like that. He still has those hopes and things. And in a strange place like this ... who knew?

Ha. Ha. Hah.

"I'm not even forty yet. She has two. Ceilidh is five. Simon's eight. Sean has three of em. But he lives in Dublin so I don't see them as often."

Suddenly, Rory's worried about what will happen if Ceilidh sees Grace like this. It's one thing if it's just him and her or even if Grace was her expected age but he didn't know if the little girl could handle such an upset. She was only five... and probably wouldn't be able to understand. He didn't think that she really understood what was going on now either.

[unlucky13]

"Oh, you're not even forty yet, you're just a baby." Please note the layers upon layers of sarcasm.

"So what happens to me?" It's more of a demand than a question. She wants to know, dammit, even if she's sure Rory will just bug her some more rather than telling her straight out. "Have I gotten murdered by falling anvils yet?"

[crowschild]

"Talia's the old one. She's got grey in her hair even." There's a sniff. There might be an age difference but some things never change.

"No. You're fine. You've not gotten murdered by falling anvils." He hesitates for a moment and then adds, "You end up doing what everyone thought Talia would."

[unlucky13]

"Oooh, I think I see a strand..." She went up on her toes--ugh, when did he grow?--and tugged a piece of Rory's hair. "Right there."

Her face did a complicated reaction to that that she tried and mostly failed to lock down. She adored Talia, of course, practically hero-worshipped her. And it was good to know that she hadn't died in a stupid accident or anything. "Freelance heroing? That's... wicked, I guess."

[crowschild]

In about two years he really shoots up. Though he was already taller than her at her age. "Lies. I'm too lucky to go grey so early." He swatted her hand away.

"A bit more than freelance heroing." He bit his lip wondering if he should tell her. Ah well. Fuck the time line. It's not like he thinks that stuff is real or anything like that. "You find Dara."

[unlucky13]

Grace wrapped her arms around herself tightly, trying to keep breathing. That was one of her daydreams--finding Dara, bringing him home, being the bearer of good luck for once. It was hard to believe that it would actually happen. Not that he'd said when, or if Dara was alive, or--or anything, really, just that she found him. But she couldn't help imagining everything spiraling out from there.

There were too many questions to ask so she just nodded rapidly, tucking her head down while she tried to process which one wanted to come out first.

[fallenfirebender]

Azula yelps as she's brought down, and hacks up a blue fireball in automatic protest at being wet. "Trying to touch your hair," she hacks out, rolling away from her.

[unlucky13]

Grace leans out of the way of the fireball and pushes herself up to standing, then offers Azula her hand. Because she's cranky, not a total jerk. "And why were you trying to do that? It's my hair."

[fallenfirebender]

And for what it's worth, Azula is trying to not hit her with it, it's just a reflexive 'fire vs water' thing. She takes her hand and pulls herself up, then reaches for her hair again.

"Because it's red."

[unlucky13]

"What? Red? You're joking, I thought I was a natural blonde." She leans the other way, away from Azula's hand again. "Stop it!"

[crowschild]

If Grace was the hugging sort of person, Rory might have hugged her. Except it would be weird because she's also so young. Instead he just rocked back on his heels and waited.

He's not going to give her more.

It should be enough of a thingy to help her get through everything though.

[fallenfirebender]

"But red hair is magical... What Spirit blessed you?" she asks, dropping her hand like a child who's been denied a toy.

[unlucky13]

"More of a curse, really. So the monsters of the world know a McCallum is coming." Which is really inconvenient when you're trying to sneak up on one of them. Or when you're trying to dye your hair black because you're having what your mother calls "a Phase".

[unlucky13]

Okay. Okay. She could deal with this and she probably looked like an idiot. She unlocked her arms from around her body and looked up at Rory with a smile. "That's... good news. Great. Brilliant."

She still needed some time to process it, so she decided to change subjects. "If it's just you and, uh, Ceilidh here, who's taking care of her?"

[fallenfirebender]

"You're a McCallum!" That changes everything, and Azula tries to hug her like a long lost friend.