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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

Nico di Angelo | Percy Jackson etc etc | op 3/4

[illseeyouin]

[ Nico has reserved a large room to set up a Mythomagic tournament. It's all put together, thanks to the help of his friends, and now he waits to see if, well, anyone will actually turn up. (Not that he's nervous. Not at all. He's not participating in the tournament, that would be wrong since he's the organiser, so he has nothing to be nervous about. Right?)

He coughs and pushes the sign-up sheet to the edge of the table while eyeing the door. ]

HI NICO

[yearrounder]

[Annabeth isn't exactly going to ditch Nico--especially in this weird city--but at least when she steps through the door it's with some snacks. Knowing Nico and mythomagic he'd probably forget to eat anything if it got too intense.]

Wow. It looks great in here.

HI ANNABETH

[illseeyouin]

Really?

[ Nico's voice (and desperation for approval) was almost childlike there. He coughs again, gathers himself together, fiddles with a few spare Mythomagic figurines he's laid out on the signup desk. ]

I mean, thanks. Honestly, I'm a year or two behind on the rules -- I wish Frank were here -- but I looked it all up and I think I can still be a good judge.

HOW'S THINGS

[yearrounder]

You'll do fine. Besides, I'm pretty sure no one here knows the rules, so you could make them up off the top of your head and no one would know the difference.

NOT BAD YOU?

[illseeyouin]

[ Nico considers that. As he does so, something almost approaching a smile touches his lips.

He shakes it off quickly. As if he would dare desecrate the integrity of a Mythomagic tournament.

(He probably will.) ]

Thanks, I think. Do you think I should have left it longer before organising a tournament? Spent longer on the regular league stuff, teaching people the rules?

[ Nico ... shhhhhhhhh.

He quietly grabs one of the snacks Annabeth brought. ]

NOT BAD, NOT BAD. EXCEPT FOR, YOU KNOW, THE WHOLE ABDUCTION THING

[yearrounder]

Hey, the best way to learn is to dive right in, right? [Nico would probably win the whole thing, anyway.]

oh yeah that stuff

[illseeyouin]

[ Nico nods with an amount of enthusiasm rarely seen since he was ten years old. ]

No one can learn this game in theory. You have to play it. Yeah, this is just a fun tourney anyway.

Dumb stuff

[yearrounder]

So no pressure, huh? But you know you're definitely going to win.

[illseeyouin]

--oh. No! No, I can't take part in a tournament I'm organising. I'm a judge.

[ He nods. This is supposed to mean something. ]

I'm ... just here to teach.

[yearrounder]

You don't want to win even a little bit?

[illseeyouin]

...

[ You're a gods-damned temptress, Annabeth Chase. ]

A little, [ Nico admits. He knows he'll end up playing to make up the numbers, after all, and he won't go easy on his opponents. ]

I'm just trying to promote the game.

[ Too late, di Angelo. ]

[yearrounder]

Uh-huh. [Called it.]

I'm not saying it's a bad thing. You are the best.

Re: Nico di Angelo | Percy Jackson etc etc | op 3/4

[deadmanbusiness]

Mythomagic sounds kind of interesting to Theo, as he'd been wandering the faire and so he stopped to look. It reminded him of something Trever would play, the memory of the red head bringing a slight smile onto his face. As crazy as the man was, he was a good friend.

From out of his pocket, a tiny-rat like head poked out. Rat-like because most rats aren't missing part of their face and have beady glowing red eyes. It scrambled out of the pocket and onto the table, revealing even more missing bits - though a bit lively despite all of that. Actually quite a bit lively despite... not being alive.

Theo himself, wearing a pair of sunglasses despite being inside, gave off the vague feeling of having walked on Nico's grave.

[illseeyouin]

Nico blinks curiously at the rat-like being and tugs his sign-up sheet out of the way. He's totally not prejudiced against dead beings ... just rats in general. They carried the plague, after all.

He glances up at the man, blinks, swallows, and manages, "Hi.

"Uh, hi. You want to take part in the Mythomagic tournament?"

[deadmanbusiness]

Not every rat carries the plague. Really. This one looks like it could have been a pet rat when it was alive - the black and white ones. Noticing Nico's discomfort, Theo clicked his tongue. The rat stopped sniffing around Nico and the sheet and scampered back to him. It climbed up his arm to hang out on his shoulder.

"Hey. I'm just looking. A friend of mine would be really interested in this sort of thing."

Hey Boyfriend!

[sonofacesius]

Will came through the door with a bag full of sodas, as well as some water and iced tea for anyone who didn't feel like drinking sugar. Hey, that stuff was bad for you! He gave Nico a confident smile, knowing full well just how nervous he would be. He might actually have to talk to people! Don't worry Nico, Will can talk for you. Just ask him!

"Hey, don't worry, people have plenty of time to get here. It's going to be great." Because he knows you Nico. Will set down the sodas on a nearby table.

HELLO FELLOW BOYFRIEND

[illseeyouin]

As soon as Nico catches sight of Will, he relaxes. His expression might not yet be called a smile, but it's close.

"Yeah. Yeah, probably. But-- what if no one comes?"

Re: HELLO FELLOW BOYFRIEND

[sonofacesius]

Hey, he's getting there. It's not a scowl, and by that standard, Will is surprisingly happy! Baby steps.

"Then you're going to have to teach me how to play."

[illseeyouin]

Nico grabs a soda, one of the most sugary and caffeinated. He takes a gulp, then shakes his head.

"I hope it doesn't come to that. I mean, it's kinda lame. By 'kinda' I mean 'totally'."

(He has all of his old cards and figurines in a duffle bag under the registration table, along with some from the newer sets.)

[sonofacesius]

"Hey, I could be some mythomagic genius!" Will protested. "The world could be missing out." He gave him a smirk. "And by world, I mean you."

And of course Nico got the worst thing in the bag. Will grabbed a bottle of water, and unsealed it with a twist. He peaked under the table at the duffle, wondering if Nico had the Hades figurine too, or if he left that one at home. For...obvious reasons.

[illseeyouin]

"Oh, sure," Nico agrees, while rolling his eyes. "That's actually what I'm looking for in a boyfriend, by the way. If you're not a natural Mythomagic player, we're over."

SOLEMN FACE.

[sonofacesius]

Will got a huge grin on his face when Nico said the 'b' word. Boyfriend. Sure, they were alone, but he said it! Now if he could get him to not be completely embarressed by it in public, but small steps Will. Small steps.

"I'm sorry I didn't quite hear you. Can you say that first part again?"

[illseeyouin]

"About Mythomagic, or--"

Nico suddenly realises what Will means and stops.

Did he say...? He did.

Nico swallows, blinks and says, "I said, 'oh sure'."

Work for it, Will.

[sonofacesius]

Will was grinning like he won the lottery, although there might have been a little smugness in that smile.

"Really?" He leaned in closer. " And after that? I could have sworn you said 'boyfriend'. My mistake."

[illseeyouin]

Nico blushes juuuust slightly, though it's far too obvious against his pale cheeks. Damn it, he's Italian, why'd he get Dad's skin type?

"I might have ... used a certain word."

Is it too soon? He's not sure if it's too soon. He's guessing, by the leaning and grinning and lack of running away that it's probably not too soon, but Nico doesn't exactly have a lot of experience in the whole boyfriend arena.

He sighs, then half-smiles and leans into Will in return. "So you wanna learn Mythomagic?"