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medietas_ooc2016-04-13 04:54 pm
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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!
Edward Cullen | Twilight | New Moon Canon Point | 2
Edward himself had never done so; he'd preferred to feed on the scum of society, after all, and to do it as quickly as possible. It wasn't unheard of among vampires to have dedicated thralls though and many of the great poets and artists were vampires themselves, or cavorted with them.
Carlisle had been such a patron once, though he'd never fed on a human. For Edward, poetry was yet another way to put sorrow into motion, breathe passion into life and put a physical construct to the human soul. Not that he had a soul to put anything to, but the analogy was still solid.
His leatherbound journal was growing more and more ragged the longer he spent in Volterra (it wasn't like he actually needed to do anything—his reason for survival was gone) and the linen paper pages were filled with line after line of increasingly dark works. He'd tried his hand at essays for a few months and interspersed among idle couplets were treatises on vampire ethics and the human ethos, on theories of time and space--anything under the sun.
Today, he'd decided to write his own story in the form of a letter. He'd imagined it addressed to Alice at first and it was full of the dry humor he often traded with his sister. He wrote about his hopes to her, his love to Esme. His deepest fears went to Jasper, his thirst to Emmett. Carlisle got a mix of all of them, tinged with regret.
After writing furiously for a while he looked up and saw his result--ten pages of neat, flowing script that shifted and took a life of its own as it morphed from epistolary to a novel-like narrative.
Of course, the scenery had changed immensely from the cavern in Italy he'd made his home in. This place was a strange one, each island with a different theme, and while he felt nervous in the sun he thought it was for the best. Let them see the monster he was.
Let it be over.
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Who sparkled?
He waved a finger at the young(to him) man. "Stop that!"
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The admonishment startled Edward a little and he turned, unsure of what was chastising him and why. Even the oldest of the vampires, the Volturi, looked nothing like this. He had never seen anything that looked like this.
"It's what I am, in the sun. I couldn't change it any more than I could make the sun go from west to east."
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So it was a shock when the brilliant flash of something sparkling caught his eye and he realized that it was a person and not some piece of stone that he was looking at.
What was more of a shock was that it was someone he actually recognized. The one someone he really didn't want to see. It didn't matter that there was one person he wouldn't want to see more because this was nearly as bad. He bristled, biting back a growl as he started moving forward then. He had no idea why Edward was out in the sun but he was angry as he got close.
"What are you doing here, bloodsucker?"
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"I came to die," Edward said simply, spreading his hands to show he meant no harm. This place wasn't Forks and there was no boundary and no treaty to respect but even still, he wanted to show deference to the wolf. He didn't intend on starting a fight; he intended on ending a fight. He intended to end his own struggle, his own life, and he had no quarrel with the wolf.
"You're not going to keep me from that, are you? The Volturi are going to be here any minute since I exposed myself."
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"Why do you want to die anyways?" He sounded irritable, his voice still low. Then he tensed. "Did something happen to Bella?"
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"My family almost killed her because of what she is," Edward said darkly. "She smells too good to be around vampires. I should have known we couldn't control ourselves, that there isn't a way for her to be around us and still be human."
In spite of what the others think, Edward has no desire to bite her and take away her humanity. He wanted, more than anything, for Bella to remain the same perfect human being that she was now. He didn't want to steal her life away but she kept drawing him in, like a sickness. He had to be free of it.
"I want to keep her safe. I saw her jump...I failed, even by going away. I failed her."
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It also presented him with an opportunity to tell Edward that Bella had died and to protect her but it wouldn't do any good here. If Bella ever did show up, she would never forgive him. He told himself that he wouldn't care either way but, deep down, he knew that he would. That didn't stop him from looking over at the edge of the island where he could guide Edward to if he really wanted to end himself.
Heaving a sigh of regret, he shook his head. "She didn't die, moron. She was just cliff diving. I saved her. For all the good it did because then she ran off to save you from killing yourself."
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"But Alice said..."
Edward had always had trouble with his abilities around the wolves of La Push, since he had never been a werewolf. He had been a human, once, and a vampire currently but he had never been a wolf. He had never understood how their minds worked. Was it the same for Alice?
"Alice said she couldn't see her any longer, that she was gone. She had disappeared from where she watched her."
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"Whenever Bella is around us, she disappears from Alice's visions." He didn't know what he was bothering to explain it to Edward. What did he really care? He really should just walk away and let the vampire fulfill his death wish but again....
"Alice came to find out and she found Bella was okay."
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The realization that Bella was alive was something that Edward had truly never considered. She lived, far away from this place, and his reasons for wanting to die had suddenly diminished. Still, she was safer without him. She was safer with her human family and the protection of the wolves that she would ever be with him.
"Where is she? Do you have her with you or is she back on the reservation?" Edward couldn't feel her, as if she were too far away, so he had to rely on what limited information he could get from Jacob.