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Medietas Mods ([personal profile] medietas_mods) wrote in [community profile] medietas_ooc2016-07-07 11:24 pm
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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!
callshimdanno: (th_041)

Grace Williams | Hawaii 5-O |

[personal profile] callshimdanno 2016-08-21 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Arrival:

Gracie looked around her, wide-eyed. She didn't know where she was, there was just a lot of wood around her, and the breeze was blowing her hair. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry is the mantra that she kept repeating in her head. She clutched her Hello Kitty, who she has named Kitty, close to her, mostly because it smelled like Danno, and Danno was safe.

She hoped he was safe.

Grace was just too smart for someone so young, she was 10 thank you very much. She worried about things that no 10 year old should have to deal with, especially her Dad Danno, he was a trouble magnet. She always trusted that he would find her, so why should now be different?

She bit her lip as she stepped onto the dock. "Excuse me....?" She said to the first person she saw.

Network

My daddy says I shouldn't talk to strangers. He's super smart. [Grace takes a deep breath, smiling a little]

Has anyone seen my Daddy or Uncle Steve?

Edited 2016-08-21 22:50 (UTC)
super_seal: (Grace & Steve - Talking)

Network

[personal profile] super_seal 2016-08-21 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Steve heard the familiar voice on the communicator but dismissed because it just couldn't be. It couldn't be Gracie. She was safe, back home with Danny. Not here with him, wherever here happened to be. But then she asked for him and... ]

Gracie? Gracie, sweetie, is that really you? Where are you?
haolecop: (looking to the side)

Network

[personal profile] haolecop 2016-08-22 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Danny was still trying to figure out what was going on. One minute he was in Hawaii and the next he was in this place, which he wasn't entirely sure where here was.

When he heard the familiar voice over the network, he felt like he was having a heart attack. No. No. That couldn't be his daughter on the network. There was no way that this place dragged his daughter into this mess.

When he heard the young voice call out for him, his heart clenched. Gracie was here. It took every ounce of strength for him not to take off and find his daughter. First, he had to find out where she was.]


Gracie? Monkey? Are you okay? Where are you?
callshimdanno: (31-22)

Re: Network

[personal profile] callshimdanno 2016-08-22 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Uncle Steve! [ Grace is so relieved to finally see someone she knows that she drops her doll, so she disappears off camera to retrieve it. ]

Who else would it be Uncle Steve? I'm not sure..... I got off a boat. Where are you?
callshimdanno: (53-9)

Re: Network

[personal profile] callshimdanno 2016-08-22 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Danno? I'm scared Daddy. Where are we?
haolecop: (Default)

Network

[personal profile] haolecop 2016-08-22 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know where we are, Monkey but I'm going to find out.

I need you to be brave for me and look around for me, Gracie. Can you tell me what you see?
super_seal: (Grace & Steve - Hug)

Network

[personal profile] super_seal 2016-08-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ As Grace disappears from the camera, Steve gets a good look at what's behind her. He recognizes the area, he was just there not all that long ago. Turning around he heads back in that direction. ]

I don't know. I thought my ears and eyes might be playing tricks on me.

[ When he speaks again, it comes in stereo - both from behind her and from her phone. ]

Right behind you.

[ As she turns around he'll drop down on a knee and open his arms to receive her in a hug. ]
blond_and_brilliant: (A shower of flower petals to prove it is)

Because a crying young woman? Who else would come to call?

[personal profile] blond_and_brilliant 2016-08-22 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
Nokoru had been fast asleep, basking in the heat of the sun when suddenly... he was awake. There was a young woman who was upset, nearby. Don't ask how he knew, don't ask how this woke him... don't ask how a boy with no athletic skill to speak of made it out of the hammock in that much of a rush without killing himself. Just... don't ask. You really don't want to know.

He gathered flowers swiftly as he went so that when he got to her, the sixth grader got down on one knee, holding up a beautiful bouquet. "A woman as lovely as yourself should have no reason to cry. Tell me how I can help, and I will do all in my power to see the sunny smile I can tell is hiding within you."

And yes, every drop of that honey was sincere.
two_strings: (While my guitar gently weaps)

Kubo | MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR KUBO AND THE TWO STRINGS!

[personal profile] two_strings 2016-08-22 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
OOC: Because the first post can't be cut tagged, and because this will have massive spoilers, this post is an OOC post warning about spoiler, and I will respond to it with the actual test drive thread.

If you click the comments section, you may see spoilers. If you need to close out, do it now. If you click, pay attention to everything. Don't look away, because if you miss anything... our hero's life...

Well...if you're clicking, you know.

And I do recommend everyone who is old enough to be on Dreamwidth to go see this movie.

Alright, with the moon as my witness, you have been warned. Click or fold. Your call.
two_strings: (Playing your swan song)

Re: Kubo | MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR KUBO AND THE TWO STRINGS!

[personal profile] two_strings 2016-08-22 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Edit: apparently I need to go one deeper... sorry!
Edited 2016-08-22 11:36 (UTC)
two_strings: (Playing your swan song)

Re: Kubo | MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR KUBO AND THE TWO STRINGS!

[personal profile] two_strings 2016-08-22 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
Festival:

The young boy had not been here overlong, his stringy hair falling over his eyepatch as he moved to the center of the crowd. He hadn't been here long at all, but already his stories were getting some attention. He took his usual spot and checked the strings on his shamisen. Two were thick and black, one was thin and white. All were special. His father's cloak on his back, papers tucked into his sleeves, he brought the plectrum down sharply, a single note to draw attention.

"If you must blink, do it now." He gave a dramatic pause. Then he smirked at the crowd. "Pay careful attention to everything you see...." as he spoke blue papers came flying from his sleeves, forming a moving cyclone around him, obscuring him. "No matter how unusual it may seem," he added as more colors joined the blue, adding green and red and gold to the mix.

"If you look away," he warned, "Even for an instant, then our hero," he said, as the papers came down at the point, then formed a platform, lifting him up above their heads. His mother was right, he was getting stronger. "Will surely perish," he said, dramatically as the papers dropped him to the ground and flew out in all directions, as though he had lost control of them.

But any who had seen his shows this past week knew that there was more yet to come. He strummed again and the papers moved once more. Red pages formed themselves into an origami samurai. Black and orange a beatle man with a bow and swords. Pink and white a monkey. White and silver folded themselves into a ball and inflated, moving to hover like the moon behind them.

"This is a tale of heroism, an epic journey. But be warned, watch everything, no matter how strange," he said, playing as he moved in a slow circle to face every side of the crowd. "And do not blink. Only you can help our hero find the proper end to his tale...."

Of course, Kubo wasn't so great at endings... even now that he had sort of had one of his own...
Edited 2016-08-22 11:36 (UTC)
wearebothangry: (Default)

Re: Bruce is post Thor Ragnarok just so you know he has been to Asgard

[personal profile] wearebothangry 2016-08-22 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)

"That's the wonderful thing about working," Bruce said, "you can change your job any time you want." He smiles. "humans do it all the time. I'm one of the lucky ones who found work he loved on the first try."

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Re: Captain Jack Harkness l Torchwood l New Arrival

[personal profile] captainspain 2016-08-22 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)

"Little bit of this, little bit of that," Jack replies, "I'm not a guy who settles down and does one thing all his life."

styxfan: (Default)

[personal profile] styxfan 2016-08-22 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)

Hades stepped closer slightly and sighed. "Nico....I have been a terrible father to you. I have been to you what my own father was to me and that is wrong. But I swear to you I will do what I can to be better. I will keep the oath Rhea made me swear on the river."

disneydescendant: (Default)

[personal profile] disneydescendant 2016-08-22 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Henry shrugged. He was obviously not going to get anything else out of his mother so he just nodded.]

Sure. As long as they've got my favourite.
illseeyouin: (04)

[personal profile] illseeyouin 2016-08-22 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Nico snorted and kept his gaze averted. His hands were in his pockets and his hair hung over his face, true early Noughties Goth style.

Then he sighed, shook his head, and peered up at Hades from under those dark bangs. "Well ... you weren't that bad. You never threw me up. Thank G-- uh, you."

Reflexively, he crossed himself.
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[personal profile] trueloveskid 2016-08-23 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Of course they have your favorite. What kind of ice cream shop would they be if they didn't?
samwellslayer: (contemplating)

[personal profile] samwellslayer 2016-08-23 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh! Right. Of course." Even being surrounded by books isn't enough to take away the natural-born awkwardness. He reaches over to take some of the books from her. "Where would you like them?"
somniar: (pic#9801125)

[personal profile] somniar 2016-08-23 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Much appreciated." She inclined her head; her jaw moving somewhat as she meant to smile but forgot how. "Just over on that table nearby."

The load lifted she moved the remaining books to one arm and pointed to a study area. Books and notes alike all piled around a table covered in empty and forgotten cups of tea. Someone had clearly been here all night, if just that.
samwellslayer: (talking)

[personal profile] samwellslayer 2016-08-23 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
He carries the books over to the table and searches for a place to set them. "It looks like you've been busy." Or at least working hard. He doesn't even know what's the first thing he'd research that much if someone asked him. He wouldn't know where to start.
somniar: (pic#9736139)

[personal profile] somniar 2016-08-23 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Morwen sets her own load down after playing a guessing game of which cups could be knocked over without sending cold tea spilling everywhere. She hums a noise of acknowledgment at the man's comment before flipping open what looked like a leather bound collection of old codices.

"I considered myself something of philologist so coming here I can at least say I've been given a blank canvas to work with," She looks up, "And you, ah- ?"

She tilts her head, waiting for a name.
samwellslayer: (excited)

[personal profile] samwellslayer 2016-08-23 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Samwell Tarly. Sam." No one calls him Samwell anymore, except his father. And Tarly's really just a formality now, what with giving up his claim to his father's land and title. "I just wanted to see the library. I don't even know where I'm going to start yet."
somniar: (pic#10074466)

[personal profile] somniar 2016-08-23 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Morwen." She picks up almost right away he prefers to be called Sam for his own reasons but she mentally catalogues it away as just what she'll call him. Everything is quicker if it's monosyllabic.

"Well if you're in the library I'll assume you're literate," And just then a light went up behind her eyes that wasn't just the candlelight catching her tapida lucidum, "Do you want to help me?"
samwellslayer: (bird's eye)

[personal profile] samwellslayer 2016-08-23 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I am," he agrees, because even if his father didn't see the need in having a son who spends his time reading, he at least did see the use in knowing how to read. "I would love to help. Just tell me what to do."
somniar: (pic#9677787)

[personal profile] somniar 2016-08-23 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Hmm," Morwen laced her fingers together and tapped both index fingers to her chin. "I'm having the damnedest time finding a map of the library itself, but what I'm really after is how the language of this place is structured. Syntactic rules, grammar, that sort of thing."