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Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Do you have an old muse you want to dust off? Are you looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting? Well, 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 have 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 in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, you've arrived, but now there's five islands you should get yourself acquainted with. Meet your starter home neighbors! Start your new job! Check out the market on Aerilon!

3. Event: The Faire's in town! Feast, socialize, dance, play games! There's plenty to do and the grounds on Mundus are packed with festivities for all to enjoy.

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Comments

[craftedwords]

Go on, Tiny. I'm all ears.

[oh Maker the puns]

[getsyourbloodgoing]

A man outstanding in his fields.

[craftedwords]

Bravo.

His wife says that you have to give him a few years, then he'll grow on you.

oh ym goddddddddddd

[brochtuarach]

There is something comforting in routine. In going through the same motions every day, in making the sights familiar. It's soothing, and it allows Jamie to not think too hard about - well, anything. Especially not Claire. He's here, alone, and he has things to keep himself occupied while he is. It's working, up to a certain point.

Of course, then he drinks himself to sleep every night, an attempt to fend off the worst of the nightmares and the screaming chasm of despair at the memory of her disappearing through the stone.

He can't set her aside completely, and even here, even in his routine, he sometimes catches a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that makes him think, for a moment. Or a voice which, even if only briefly, reminds him of hers.

Or a familiar curse.

The words stop him dead in his tracks, and he turns, unwilling to believe his own ears. No one says those particular words, in that particular order, in that particular cadence. No one, except -

"Sassenach." The word is torn from his throat roughly, disbelief warring with the desire, the need, for this to really be her. For this to be real. For her to be real, and here, and alive.

[getsyourbloodgoing]

Like a bad weed, maybe.

[craftedwords]

I'd say there's no such thing as a "good" weed, but I'm sure we can both think of an exception.

[inquisitorialness]

Ah, Morwen. Always directly to the point. She's refreshingly straightforward - almost, sometimes, reminds Nadia of Cullen, in the way that she simply doesn't want to listen to other people bullshit.

"Just before I arrived here, several months ago," she says with a half-shrug. "I disbanded the Inquisition, by the way. At least, officially."

[inquisitorialness]

"One of the many reasons I find myself glad you're here," Nadia says, slipping into the seat across from him. "Have you heard any good ones yet?"

[craftedwords]

"Something about poisonous rabbits?" Varric raised an eyebrow. "The islands were overrun. And they said I just missed a comet. Not quite as intriguing as the rabbits, but I bet it was still an amazing sight."

[somniar]

There was an unspoken understanding between them; there was no pageantry in war. Not once you were in the thick of things. Both women were of a mind there was one face you wore for the generals and another for the people in trenches. Morwen willingly spent a lot of time in the trenches.

"Several-" Her eyes went bright with interest and she tapped a slender forefinger to her chin doing the mental math. Every bit the cat seeing the canary's cage door wide open.

"You weren't really paying me anyway," She shrugged, "But I would like a look at your arm....in private."

The last part was spoken through her teeth. Morwen could put on a show of civility when Nadia required it but staring down so many strange faces she wasn't exactly obtuse with her dislike of large crowds.

[disneydescendant]

Sounds cool.

The place I was in was called Ruby City. Kinda like this but just one big city with a forest and catacombs. [He shuddered at the thought.] Made some interesting friends though.

[He glanced around, as if he would spot Theta or Jane walking around. Then he turned back to Emma.]

I don't really care where I am. As long as I have my family with me. [The family he wanted, like his mothers or grandparents. Not that kid who wasn't his dad.]

Re: Thor } MCU } 2

[almightythor]

"Midgard is the realm of humans," Thor said, giving the girl a smile. It wasn't her fault that he'd been trapped in this damned place and he shouldn't take his foul temper out on her.

"I presume that's where I am, considering all the humans around."

[almightythor]

"There are wars that need to be fought and battles that I surely must have a hand in that I cannot affect while I am here and at only a fraction of my strength."

The frustration of it weighed heavily on him and came out in both the timbre of his voice and the set of his shoulders. He hated being trapped in any sense of the word; this place had trapped him.

[almightythor]

"I have been placed in a house on Imber, near the shores of the lake. It is lovely, though not what I would prefer. I have heard there are mountains, though, so I may seek out a home there instead."

Mountains, at least, would put him closer to the sky. Perhaps it would only be an illusion but any sense that he was not earthbound would be helpful at the moment. Perspective was everything.

[almightythor]

"I should petition them, then, and try to secure my release from this place." Thor hadn't always been known for his skill in negotiation and likely still wasn't but he had become more...diplomatic with age. It was something that had proven useful even if his natural tendency was toward diplomacy with a hammer.

"Do they hear petitions?"

[getsyourbloodgoing]

Yes, like those weeds with the little flowers on them.

Darcy Lewis | MCU

[tasermaiden]

New Arrival

Of all the things Darcy's good at, apparently handling being on a boat for more than an hour is not one of them. There goes any hopes and dreams she may have of potentially doing an all-ladies version of I'm On A Boat. Which is what she's choosing to focus on instead of the fact that she has no frigging clue how she wound up on the boat in the first place.

As soon as they docked and were allowed off, she beelined to be off as quickly as possible in a desperate attempt to find something resembling her normal balance. Which is why, if anyone sees her, they'll find her looking fairly green around the gills and fighting against the impending feeling that she's going to loose whatever's left of her breakfast.

Event

Okay, so while the faire here isn't anything like the fairs or carnivals she knows from back home, it's at least a cousin to what she's used to. There's definitely a lack of crazy fried foods, but there's food. There's no slightly sketchy carnival rides that may or may not be up to code, but there's dancing. And the games? Well, they're probably just as rigged at the carnival games she grew up with.

After losing the bean bag toss in a truly spectacular fashion (she swears that she didn't mean to throw it that hard and hit the guy running in the game in the stomach), and almost stepping (stomping, really) on her partner's toes during a dance, she's retired to the sidelines with a fizzy honey-colored drink and what she's pretty sure is a turkey leg. "So," she starts to no one in particular, just trying to make small talk more than anything else, "are these kind of things normal here?"

Network

Does anyone have any thing that might help me charge an iPod? My cable apparently got left at home and I can't get Tik Tok out of my head. Help me tech folks, you're my only hope.

[knighterrantofthedragon]

"Mm... I understand your concern, Your Highness. ...I, too, have matters to which I must return, when possible. However... it is my understanding that our pressing affairs can be expected to wait for out return, from this place--that we will find no time has passed."

He tilts his head slightly to acknowledge how peculiar it sounds.

"So I gather, at least, from those who have returned to their homes and arrived here, again, afterward."

[knighterrantofthedragon]

"Ah... pursuant to my Errancy."

Alric paused just a moment, considering how best to elucidate. He could tell at a glance that she wasn't from his homeland, and the notion had proven unfamiliar to those from other lands, so far.

"..that is.. a quest undertaken, upon the fulfillment of which, one's knighthood is made complete, and no longer probationary."

[craftedwords]

Dandelions? Goldenrods? [please give him ammo to tease you with]

[luckyescape]

She was glad for the translation because it meant that she didn't need to guess. She has read enough to know what errancy meant but without context it didn't mean very much.

Freya hummed softly, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Okay. That makes you a knight now...does that mean anything here?" she was very curious considering she carried no official titles herself.

[knighterrantofthedragon]

Alric chuckled softly, casually shaking his head.

"I don't believe any of our titles carry a great deal of meaning, here... although I do hope you'll inform me, should there be any particular style by which I ought to address you. Titles may be of no consequence, but I would not wish to show any disrespect, merely because one can get away with it."

He raised his eyebrows in a slightly playful gesture, at that somewhat less formal turn of phrase with which he'd ended.

[luckyescape]

Freya smiled at him. "My name is all you need to call me by." She paused and squinted. "I'm not sure if I introduced myself."

She inclined her head when she began to speak again. "I'm Freya and while titles and names are sweet that's all you need and I promise you'll get away with it." She suddenly thought of Shakespeare but she wasn't going to begin quoting Romeo and Juliet.

A rose by any other name.

Re: Action

[dresdensluck]

"The green door is mine. It's also locked, so..." He grinned as he looked at her, then flopped on the couch.

"So, rest, flop. And welcome home." He didn't know what would happen with having a roommate, but this would be a new thing, and he could live with that.

Action

[luckyescape]

Freya smiled. "Noted, don't go into locked doors." She waved a hand and disappeared up the steps. She totally tried to open every door upstairs, since he said his was locked, just to see where all the doors lead.

When she found the spare room she slipped inside, not bothering to lock her own door and flopped onto the bed. Her backpack stayed hooked around her arm and Freya quickly fell asleep. She'd only sleep for a few hours but it'd been night last she remembered which meant she had gone about 18 hours without sleeping.