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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

Re: Devi D | I Feel Sick

[dresdensluck]

"Welcome to Medietas. Our lovely kidnapping hosts are not showing up, the natives are clueless, and life seems oddly odd. But it gets weirder." And these words, fittingly, came from the young man sitting astride the ww1 era motorcycle... that happened to be hovering in mid-air a little to her left. He wore all white, a duster, pants, tennis shoes, and shirt, in fact, all well made.

And Harry? Well, he was grinning at this new arrival.

"It's annoying, interruptingly irritating, and quite exasperating, but here we are."

[artistwithasickness]

It took her a good three seconds to realize she was the one being talked to, and green, detached eyes slid over to him, taking in the old bike and...

Sure, of course it was hovering, why not.

Devi frowned a little.

"I'm sorry. Did you say 'kidnapping'?" Was the the idea Sickness was going with? All the better to trap her in her coma nightmare?

[dresdensluck]

"Yep. We've been kidnapped by an unknown Power or Powers who have failed to show themselves to us, so far." He cocked his head to the side.

"So far, no efforts to go home have been successful."

[artistwithasickness]

"Uh-huh." That was swallowed like a coconut, i.e. not at all. "I would have thought I'd be more creative."

Pushing to her feet, she shoved the communicator into the backpack and stood up.

"Hover bike is a really cool effect, so A+ for effort on that." With all the animation she put in her tone, she could be talking about the dullest sport in the world. Golf.

[dresdensluck]

"What do you--- do you think this is a delusion? Because I could totally see how someone could think that, but this is not, really." He sighed, realizing a delusion would say that.

He let the bike sink to the ground and stared at her. "So what do your delusions usually tell you?"

[artistwithasickness]

"I dunno, I'm kinda hoping for coma hallucination. Drug overdose was considered too, but I'm pretty sure my nose would be bleeding here too if I got fucked up." She wiped her nose with her finger, inspecting it afterwards to make sure there wasn't any blood.

"Especially with that 'Powers that be' shit. The only 'Powers that be' turned out to be a bullshit doll." She glanced around, before looking back at him. "Is there a noodle shop?"

There was the possibility of this situation having it's perks.

[dresdensluck]

Harry squinted, then blinked. "Huh, you have these sorts of delusions a lot?" He was curious with no judgment in his tone.

"Sorry, but there are most definitely Powers that be, pretty much in every universe."

He grinned. "There is a shop that sells awesome noodles, and other things too. Care to go see?"

[artistwithasickness]

"And you call me delusional," she replied blandly at his assertion, under a brief lift of one eyebrow. The mention of them 'selling' food made her pant herself down until she pulls a black wallet, chained to her hip, from her back pocket and pops it open.

"Sure, if I can get something for four bucks and-" With a quick fishing in her pocket, Devi withdrew a few coins, a bottle cap and a crumpled receipt. "Thirty five cents. Unless they've got some 'crazy tab' offer."

[dresdensluck]

Harry grinned. "Not delusional, experienced." He nodded to her.

"I'll spot you today until you get to your house. The island spots you a little cash, until you get a job here." He nodded as he waved a hand.

[artistwithasickness]

"Great, retail. Just what I always wanted to do." So enthused.

"But thanks." No, she didn't really want to argue the reality or delusion that was Faith or 'God' or whatever you wanted to call it. The hand wave seen and openly noticed, but she wasn't sure what it meant.

"Are you.. telling me to get on?" She eyed his bike like it was a Deception. Probably with pincers.

[dresdensluck]

"It's not all retail. There are other jobs in this place." he cocked an eyebrow at her, curious at her pessimism, and her words.

"Hmmm? No. Sorry. Was thinking out loud. I meant to say, shall we go? I can lead you to the place with the noodles. Or guide you to your house, if you like, depending on which one they assigned you." he chuckled. "Sometimes, my hands get ahead of my brains."

[artistwithasickness]

"Seeing how as I don't have a house, noodles will have to do. Lead the way oh wise one. You can tell me about the spectacular desk jobs then, with their killer 401 K that probably includes a murder suicide pack with your cubical mate.." There's that dry wit again.

"What did you say your name was?"

[dresdensluck]

Harry blinked at her. "Didn't the people at the docks assign you one?" He pointed back to the people at the end of the docks, eying them with annoyance. "They only have one job!"

He snerked.

"Maybe not a 401K. And no murder suicide pacts. That would be silly." He shook his head.

"I didn't. People call me Harry."

[artistwithasickness]

Devi glanced back at the dock workers. Had they? It was entirely possible that she hadn't paid any attention and missed something vital. She wasn't sure she could muster up enough fucks to care. Did it matter in a coma hallucination?

"Hard to find good help anywhere, isn't it... I'm Devi. I'd say it was nice to meet you but since I can't be sure you're really there.." She'll save that for another time. "So what kind of jobs then, if not retail and Corporate hell? Chasing faeries?"

This place looked like the kind of place that might have them.

[dresdensluck]

"No worries." He grinned. "You're definitely the nicest person ever to assume I was a delusion." Harry nodded, rubbing his face. "Not that I've seen. A lot of skilled labor work, from police, to those functions needed in police staff, tailors, gardening, cooking, and just about any business you can imagine, well, depending on what it sells, it might work here."

He grinned again. "It takes time to learn things, but... yeah."

[artistwithasickness]

Alright, fine. For a hallucination, he could have been worse and Devi cracked the smallest of smirks in response. It was start and better then the general lack of emotion in total that she'd shown thus far.

"I'm a fast learner." He could lead the way whenever he was ready, she'd fall into step beside him with her black, half tied, paint splattered boots. "Lemme guess, you've just got one of those 'delusion' type faces, right?" It was a joke. "Do people tend to be assholes to what they think their own heads have cooked up? Seems counter productive, to me."

[dresdensluck]

Her smile made him grin back. He reached down to his bike as he spoke, tapping a spot between the handlebars. "Sometimes, people take exception to the magic." As he spoke the bike simply folded up as if it were paper and then he was holding a long staff made of white oak, capped on both ends with bands of old iron, and writ with runes across the whole of it.

He led the way down the road. "I'm not a subtle wizard, but I'm also not quick to anger, at least." And he nodded. "And yeah, sometimes people can be very much assholes."

[artistwithasickness]

The inevitable question, echoed back in confusion, was cut short as the bike folded impossibly into itself and changed to something completely different. She'd said once that nothing surprised her anymore. Nothing was too weird. She.... might be reconsidering that statement.

It took her a second and a brief jog to catch up to him again, choosing to not even acknowledge the oddity - This was going to take some getting used to.

"Wizard," she echoed, rolling that over in her head. "I thought all you guys had wispy beards and shit.. Harry the Wizard.."

She wasn't sure how she felt about that - the name, specifically. It needed work.

[dresdensluck]

Harry grinned aside at her, walking a little slower, maybe, as he towered over her, a little. Even now, he was silly tall.

"Yep. I'm in the phonebook, even." He had followed his alternate future self's idea in that, because it seemed like a good idea to him, in a way. For what he was doing, anyway.

"Just call me Harry, please. And sure, some do. I hate beards though. They're itchy."

He grinned over at her, then looked ahead again.

[artistwithasickness]

"Is that under W for Wizard? Or G, for Giant.."

She only really noticed how tall he was once she was beside him, and he was given a sidelong, if slightly craning look. They must grow them big, wherever he's from.

"I'm Devi."

[dresdensluck]

"W." he smirked at her. "I leave the Gs for the actual giants, just in case they come out from under the bridges." He winked at her.

"Nice to meet you, Devi. I like that name. Sounds cool."

[artistwithasickness]

"My mother named me. After some great-grandmother or something, the story isn't straight.."

She wasn't sure if she should believe that or not and glanced behind them warily. If her world had taught her one thing, it was that no matter how outlandish something sounded, there was a 60% chance it could happen or be real.

"I wish I could say the same, except I still have no idea what I'm doing here. If this isn't some coma induced mental coping mechanism.... Where the fuck am I?"

[dresdensluck]

"Still cool.: He smiled at her, walking with her.

"Well, as far as I can tell, you, and I, are in a realm on another planet, on floating islands. No one knows why we were brought here, or what is going on, but the natives agreed to allows us to live in houses and get jobs here. Apparently, whatever caused them to be like this and have no other natives here was fairly recent."

He sighed. "I've tried everything I can think of, so far, to get out of here, and nothing has worked. So far as I can tell, something or someone must need something, and they aren't talking, Yet."

[artistwithasickness]

"Thanks."

Listening attentively, Devi frowned gently at the explanation, eyeing the passing natives with a blatant but wary curiosity.

"What do you mean, caused them to be floating? Anyone seen what is off the edge of the islands then? Who's in charge of this place?"

Answers, she was pretty sure she knew how to get them. Of course, she didn't, but there were humps to be overcome here and that started with understanding.

[dresdensluck]

"Every time I ask a native, it feels like they are not saying things that mean that this happened recently, this whole floating island thing, but I could be wrong." He nodded.

"No, the field surrounding the islands is opaque, and can't be approached without nausea, then loss of consciousness, and waking up, once more, in the house you were assigned." He chuckled.

"The King and Queen of Medietas seem to be in charge of the actual city, but they haven't let on who did this, if they even know." He nodded again.