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

[icouldletyoudie]

The pretty blonde that enters his line of sight disturbs him. Small and fragile, she brings to mind the sunlight that is Caroline Forbes...and the hard look about her strikes him with that unpleasant-yet-welcome fist to the gut that is Cami's strength and resolve.

He wants to rip her throat out for reminding him of them. He wants to get her somewhere safe, protect that precious scrap of home.

Klaus finally compromises by moving, a blur of speed until he's suddenly just there, walking in step at her side as if he's been there all along.

After flying boats and gateways that remind him far too much of the Bifrost he grew up hearing stories of, he's not going to bother hiding what he is.

"It's really not safe for a lovely thing like you to be out alone, y'know. Not with men like me about."

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo turns toward the voice of the man who stepped up to her side -- a small jolt of surprise for how close he'd gotten, maybe how distracted and busy she'd gotten -- but her eyebrows are pushed up and her mouth is firmed toward a line that makes it clear she doesn't appreciate the tone or the words being thrown her way already. The whole of it making her stop in step.

Jo hadn't in the slightest listened to people tell her she was too small or in the wrong place, wrong time, wrong line of work since she started breathing anymore than she takes the guff of people who keep telling her she should already be dead.

"Did anyone actually ask you?" Because she wasn't. Didn't. Hadn't. Wouldn't be.