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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

[diffident_light]

Were today not the first of her life after dying on her wedding day, she would not ignore how his body had reacted. In fact, she'd have been most happy to assist him with that reaction, for hours if he liked. But yesterday - or however long she was in the Underworld - was her wedding day. So today, she is not quite willing to set that aside.

But she does lean up to kiss his cheek in thanks.

"You are kind, Remy," she replies, taking the chiton and wrapping it with expert grace around her slender figure, the material both hinting at and hiding it. "I am glad to have met you. Will I stay here long, do you think?"

[atiefwhenallelsehasfailed]

Remy, most days, tried not to take advantage. But some days, well, it was harder. She was an example of extreme temptation. He flushed at the cheek-kiss and offered her a risque smile. "Now, chere', just helping out a new friend."

He shrugged and offered her a hand as he led the way away from the stately oak. "I don't know. Remy's only been here a short while. So, maybe not?"

[diffident_light]

Precisely as she is designed to be. A nymph is built for two things - her element or piece of nature, and sex. It's simply how they are. She sees no shame in being what she is, but that doesn't mean it's constantly on her mind.

"I do not understand all your words," she smiles up at him, slipping her hand into his. "But it is an endearment? A term for one whom you like? A friend."

As for the rest, she only nods, a little doubtful as to her own permanence. She's supposed to be dead, after all.

[atiefwhenallelsehasfailed]

"It is, yes. Sorry. Old habit of a word to use. Means beautiful person who I am fond of, basically." He nodded to her, smiling a little. Because he found he was fond of her, a little even just this quickly. She was a nice girl. Different customs, different traits, but nice.

"So, when they gave you a device and a map, in the device or on the map, there should be a listed home for you. If we find it, you can choose to rest there, or in the forests, as you like."

Grr, I didn't spot that html fail. Sorry.

[diffident_light]

Her smile is like sunshine on a rainy day.

"We are friends, Remylebeau," she decides with cheerful deliberateness, and offers him her somewhat crumpled map and device. "If you would be so kind as to help me, I will weave you a crown of flowers."

A generous offer from a nymph, and if he looks, he'll find she's been assigned quarters in Imber - 204, pending approval from the powers that be. It seems she's here to stay, for a while.

Re: Grr, I didn't spot that html fail. Sorry.

[atiefwhenallelsehasfailed]

[He takes the map, and device, and when juggling them, accidentally unlocks the screen, and sees a small button with the word "Translate" on it.

With a blink, he pushes it, then speaks in English, and find his words translated into her language, perfectly.]

We are. And always will be. And it looks like I've found a translation function on this device. Can you understand me? [ The map is forgotten for a moment. ]

[diffident_light]

Hazel eyes widen in wonder when Remylebeau speaks in an unknown tongue but the strange flat stone-which-is-not speaks Greek.

"The stone speaks?" she asks, and looks immediately surprised and somewhat mistrustful when the box throws out the same strange tongue in a voice she recognizes as female, though not hers. Or at least if it is, she doesn't sound like that to her own ears. "How-- how... can this... be?"

Her words begin to falter as she tries to speak and listen at the same time to the lovely sounds of her native Greek transforming into something so foreign she can't name it.