medietas_ooc

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Cinna didn't understand much about the way this place worked. He may have hated it, may have been ready to die for something different, but he always knew he'd have a place in shaping that bright new day, that promising new future for everyone, free of the Capitol's tyranny.

Still, he knew the old order. This...this he did not know.

He was nothing if not adaptable, however, so he went through his closet of provided clothing...clearly some kind of mass produced stuff, but as ever he reminded himself that most of the other Districts had to endure far worse. He put together an outfit that was suitably stylish, but blended in well: boots, black jeans, and a burnt orange top that fit well with the row of tasteful gold hoops that lined each ear, and the necklace he'd saved from his arrival outfit...and a slash of gold eyeliner to finish the look.

Emerging from his home, Cinna quietly spent the rest of the day traversing the five islands, getting to know the lay of the land. He was perfectly dressed to mask his analysis of the landscape in polite conversation and general inquiries at the marketplace, engaged a few locals over lunch who openly admired his outfit, and started talking to the residents of the housing areas who were transplants, just like him.

He wasn't looking for an escape, not when he was fairly certain he was going to die back home. He just wanted to make sure that this new place, whatever it might really be, wasn't simply trading one evil for something worse.

That was when a tiny blonde wearing what looks to be radishes as earrings (but otherwise looking like a typical teen in boots, jeans and a peasant blouse) came out of a shop on Aerilon. Luna had decided to reserve space for that weekend in the market and was simply doing all the needed paperwork when she spotted the older man, his outfit was especially striking. So perfect cue she decided,"Design the necklace yourself?"

Cinna was inspecting the wares of a nearby stall when the young girl's voice caught his ear. Lifting his head, he regarded her with a pleasant smile and an assessing gaze. She seemed typical enough, harmless...though the radishes really didn't go with the outfit...

"I did." he replied, finally offering a bemused little smile. "You can spot a fellow artist, I see." He gestured to her earrings, his smile growing a little. "Personally, I'd have gone with feathers for that outfit. Or possibly acorns."

"Made them myself." Luna could smile now. "And have to admit radishes are sort of a trademark of mine but love the idea of acorns as jewelry." she added. "Actually renting space for this coming weekend, several suggested I may have a small business via the jewelry and my name's Luna."

Of all the people Johanna ever expected to see there, it never would have been Cinna. In fact when she spotted him talking to some of the locals, it didn't even register it was him. It took her actually hearing him speaking back to them to get who she was seeing.

Her mouth dropped open a little in surprise as she openly stared at him. "Cinna? What the fuck..." She was sure he'd died, she'd heard the guards bragging about it when they'd held her. Maybe they'd just been lying. But maybe not. The Capitol had a nasty habit of making mutts. He could be one of them.

Her eyes narrowed a bit and her fingers curled into a fist as she stepped forward. She was ready to beat the crap out of him if he turned around and had creepy mutt eyes. "Cinna?" she repeated, this time loud enough to be heard over the conversation he was having with the locals.

Cinna turned at the sound of his name, but it took him a moment to focus on the face that belonged to the speaker.

And when he realized who it was, he was visibly surprised.

"Johanna?" he breathed, moving closer to lay a hand on her shoulder, proving to himself that she was real. After a moment, he huffed out a quiet laugh and shook his head. "I'll be damned."

Then he realized...if she was alive...

"...what happened in the arena, Johanna?"

tdm

Cinna } The Hunger Games (Films) { #2

Re: Cinna } The Hunger Games (Films) { #2

Re: Cinna } The Hunger Games (Films) { #2

Re: Cinna } The Hunger Games (Films) { #2

no subject

no subject