TDM!

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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

[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."

[showmycannons]

"I'll keep it in mind." This is an attractive human female, so far as those things go, and Ironhide wonders if she would mind him telling her so. He decides not to, if only because he isn't entirely sure how things work between men and women. He isn't sure how being human works.

"I don't want to limit my mobility. It seems like clothes wouldn't do anything but get in the way."

[these_are_my_words]

"They protect you, if you get the right ones. Feet and knees. Your, uh," she gestures at his groin.

"Pants are good. And boots."

[showmycannons]

Ironhide looks at her for a moment, really looks at her, and then it occurs to him. She looks like Carly. Is she Carly? Does she not remember?

"Carly," he breathes, looking at her more intently now. "Sam's Carly, right?"

[these_are_my_words]

She pauses then slides her sunglasses down her nose. Her scarring isn't as hidden now.

"Splendid," she corrects. "But I've heard 'bout Carly."

[showmycannons]

When Ironhide sees the scars, he recognizes a fellow warrior. He doesn't know her war or her reasons but he knows that scars like that are something to be proud of. There's a hint of admiration in his tone.

"From Ratchet, I guess? You look like her some. Sound a little different, though."

[these_are_my_words]

She recognizes that look. Of course she does, imperators and War Boys. Not the shiny young ones, but older and cagier.

Fair enough. She isn't ashamed of her scars.

"A few decades apart, too. But I'm... Me.

How'd you know Ratchet?"

[showmycannons]

"We've fought together for years," Ironhide explains. "He's our medic. I'm the weapons specialist. We've been together through dozens of battles."

Often as a team, too, because they work well together.