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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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Sorta cool." She'd agree on that compromise.

When they fly over the castle Freya shifts to try and look down. She wasn't able to see anything either though her curiosity was peeked. "You haven't seen them? Maybe they don't know anything either?"

She really couldn't say.

"They apparently had an open house once, before I got here, but not since then, and as far as anyone else has said, no, they seem not to."

He sighed as he pointed the bike more directly toward the n ext island over, crossing the space between islands once more and glancing down. He always did.

Then they were on the next island, and he was touching down, letting the bike ride along the path that ran around the houses.

When they were over nothing Freya's grip would tighten around Harry. Most falls to the ground, even a mile up in the air, she'd live through. Falling off a space between floating islands was something that she didn't want to talk about.

"Sounds like their lives suck right now." Having a lot of weird people show up and demand answers. It didn't sound like a fun time though they were nice enough to open the doors once.

"Probably. They're still being sports, helping us out, letting us live in vacant houses, even helping us with a stipend at first, so we have time to get jobs. Hell, even just letting us get work here is risky, really, so, yeah. The King and Queen probably are nice people. Just with a lot of secrets, or trying to hide they don't know the answers either."

He chuckled. "Which I can understand, really."

He slowed and pulled up short in front of a brownish house. "Welcome to the humble abode." He slid off, then offered her a hand.

"Shall we?"

"I don't know about economy so I'll take your word for it." She really only knows a collection of random things and then about engineering. She found social structures and economy boring. Though sleeping through Econ 101 was the best sleep she's ever had.

Freya took Harry's hand, sliding from the bike and then wrapping her arm around his.

"Lead the way."

Harry smiled to her and led the way to his house, where he pressed his palm to the door and it slid open. The he led her in. The inside of his house was in light and dark greens, with a couch and a long end table next to it, then a hall leading back to the kitchen, bathroom, and a stairwell. "The bedrooms are upstairs. One is empty, so you can use it as long as you want."

He nodded.

"Thanks. This place looks homey."

She dropped her hand from his arm and began to look around curiously. Bright gray eyes inspected surfaces and colors while her keen scenes picked up on the scents that lingered in the house. Freya headed towards the stairs before pausing.

"Which one is the empty one? I assume you don't want me to randomly walk into your room."

"The green door is mine. It's also locked, so..." He grinned as he looked at her, then flopped on the couch.

"So, rest, flop. And welcome home." He didn't know what would happen with having a roommate, but this would be a new thing, and he could live with that.

Freya smiled. "Noted, don't go into locked doors." She waved a hand and disappeared up the steps. She totally tried to open every door upstairs, since he said his was locked, just to see where all the doors lead.

When she found the spare room she slipped inside, not bothering to lock her own door and flopped onto the bed. Her backpack stayed hooked around her arm and Freya quickly fell asleep. She'd only sleep for a few hours but it'd been night last she remembered which meant she had gone about 18 hours without sleeping.

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