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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

[inquisitorialness]

"I can't say I have much for you to do here," Nadia admits. "But if you want to help around my shop, another pair of trusted eyes and ears wouldn't go amiss. I'm collecting books and items of a magical nature, to try and work out how this place operates, and how we might get home."

library

[somniar]

"Cartography is not this close to municipal law that you need crowd the aisle," A sharp voice comes from behind him, "Dammit - move"

A elvhen woman in a thin tunic and loose trousers attempts to barrel past him with a small stack of books in her arms.

[trustwhiskers]

Khadgar occasionally watched the boats as they came in, mostly out of curiosity than out of the hope that he might see someone he knew arrive. He'd seated himself off to the side, a small bottle of ink resting beside him, a open journal in his lap and a quill in his hand.

The observant might notice a couple drawings on the page, one of the docks without boats offloading the new arrivals and one where they were disembarking. The latter was still in an obvious in-progress state. He noticed the young man as he seemed to carefully observe the docks and when the boy drew closer to Khadgar's position, the mage spoke up.

"You seem rather calm. Have you done this sort of thing before?" This sort of thing being the experience of getting kidnapped into another world without notice of said kidnapping until after the fact.

[craftedwords]

I'm not hurting for readers, sweetheart.

[notreallyhankhenshaw]

Mars is thought to have been a living planet, like Earth. Now it is not.

Yes. There is a king and queen who rule, but they do not know what is going on, or so it is said they have said. No information from the natives, or the government, points to a perpetrator.

So far, all attempts I have heard of to escape or learn more have been met with no results.

May I ask when and where you are from?

--Hank

[inquisitorialness]

Nadia chuckles, shaking her head a little. "If I have any magnetism, I wish it would go away. Frankly, I'm a little tired of constantly having to save the world."

[spirit_or_demon]

You call him Smith.

[ His punchlines still need work, also the joke was set up like five minutes ago. Oh well. He's trying. ]

[craftedwords]

This one seemed safe, but shit could go down quickly. They both knew that very well. "This place doesn't seem so bad. You could do a lot worse than killer bunnies," Varric pointed out.

[craftedwords]

Nice one, kid. [he can encourage, and he knows that Cole is trying]

[inquisitorialness]

"It's not bad," Nadia agrees. "It's far, far better than some of the situations I've been in. Although..."

She glances sideways at Varric.

"Anders is here."

[traveledthroughtime]

For someone who hasn't grown up with the knowledge of it, it likely could appear akin to magic. Claire knows that there are superstitions, recalling the child left out by its parents. Yet even in her own time, things are changing, and changing quickly with some items. "They are rather convenient, aren't they?"

[craftedwords]

It took Varric a moment to digest that information. He took in a slow breath and let it back out. "Does he know what happens to him?" This was the most important question on his mind.

[brochtuarach]

"Perhaps, if ye ken how to use them," Jamie points out with a faint snort. "There are so many buttons."

[inquisitorialness]

"He knows," she says, waving a hand. "He nearly became an abomination here once already. Cullen had to step in."

Needless to say, it wasn't pretty.

[craftedwords]

Varric was not looking forward to dealing with all that. Seeing Anders's end once was more than enough for him. Still, they couldn't exactly leave him to his own devices, either.

"Anything else I should know?"

[traveledthroughtime]

Oh. There is some literature written about it, but I had never thought further than that.

That is most peculiar. You would think someone would take credit for a feat such as the one that has been accomplished here. Yet, as I think about it, there are circumstances where one might not.

English by birth, although I traveled around a lot as a child. As for when, that is a bit complicated, but 1945 will suffice.

- Claire.

[traveledthroughtime]

The one is generally quite easier than the other, unless it does involve more than opening a door and putting food in to cool. The other? She would need to look upon it, although Claire isn't much of a cook. She can boil an egg or a potato, and even make toast, but her culinary skills aren't exactly what she is known for.

Still, she offers a smile, the mental image of Jamie attempting bread or a roast in a stove just not quite fitting. "Like many things in life, practice does bring proficiency."

[inquisitorialness]

"Nothing as bad as that," Nadia tells him. "Don't worry. I just figured I'd get the bad news out of the way quickly."

[brochtuarach]

Hey, electric refrigeration is a totally new concept to him!

"Aye, though I suspect I'll never be much of a cook," Jamie says.

[traveledthroughtime]

"A good thing I didn't wed you for your cooking skills." A teasing smile on her face. She had not wed him for a number of reasons. It might not have been conventional, given the circumstances, but in the end, she loves him. It is as simple as that.

[almightythor]

Seven months? Thor couldn't imagine being confined to one realm, especially one so small as this one, for seven entire months. And yet, he had no reason to believe this woman lied to him. Her countenance seemed to demonstrate that she was honest and plain-spoken; she had been nothing but helpful in his quest for knowledge.

"And in that time, not one person has been able to return to their home world?"

[brochtuarach]

"Aye, ye didna wed me for my looks, nor my brains," Jamie says good-naturedly, just elated to have Claire back with him again. He offers a thanks to God again for bringing her back, and clutches her hand all the tighter.

[traveledthroughtime]

"Perhaps not, but I do love you for them, even when you are being stubborn and hard headed." Yet that isn't all that she loves of him. So many other pieces that make up James Fraser fall with that category.

[disneydescendant]

Well, after finding out about the Enchanted Forest and then Neverland, I assumed there were a lot more worlds out there to explore. This just happens to be one of them.

[Henry nodded.] It was just me and Grandpa most of the time previously. Other people came and went though.

[disneydescendant]

Henry spent a short while assessing his situation upon arrival. Looking around, one man caught his eye sitting to the side and making notes. The fact he was using a quill and ink intrigued him so he walked closer to him. But the other got their question in first and Henry smiled at him.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I have." Being kidnapped had happened so often to Henry that he wasn't bothered by it unless his movement was considerably restricted. "No point in freaking out over something I can't change. Might as well make the most of it."

He stepped forward and held out his hand to the man. "I'm Henry."