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T E S T   D R I V E   M E M E

Welcome to Medietas and our first ever Test Drive Meme! As we approach the grand opening of the game on April 1st, we thought we’d kick things off with a little something that will get you all interacting in the new setting! And it’s one less sample you have to worry about on your application if you’re considering our little game here.

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’ve just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon via a … floating boat, with people you may or may not know? You can’t help but ponder what’s going on here, but the vessel seems to be approaching a harbor and when it docks, some lovely locals are standing in wait to greet you. After that they hand you a map and communications device and invite you to find your accommodations and explore.

2. Party, party!: On the evening of your first night in the city, a party is being thrown on Aerilon in honor of your arrival. Eat, mingle, dance, meet the other new arrivals! The locals put on quite the celebration!

3. Go Exploring!: There's plenty of places to explore, be it in your designated housing area, or on one of the adjoining community islands! Hike the mountains in Eurus. Sit on the beaches of Imber with a cocktail, or go swimming. Adventure in the forests of Mundus. Be careful though! Every area has it's dangers.

4. The Bells Are Ringing!: And that means a islands wide warning that something dangerous is approaching! But where the heck are they coming from? Nevermind that, the caretakers rally the children and the senior citizens while Scykal, Imber's local sea monster, emerges from the large body of water on the island.  Interesting.  He hasn't been spotted in a long time.  Help the locals defeat him!

5. Wild Card!: Choose your own scenario!

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Comments

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar reached for her again, pressing her against him. He wished he wasn't wearing plate, that she wasn't wearing plate, that he might feel her softness against him. He lifted his hand and touched her chin, tipping it upward.]

Dragons of old had more than one wife. I could have you for my own, Lyanna Stark, and damn Baratheon to seven hells. Would you like that?

[royalunderachiever]

"Not so strange," Adrian said, flicking ashes off his cigarette. "I've always had willing feeders. They get something out of it. They get to live the rest of their lives high and wanting for nothing. Not a bad trade, once you get over being someone's food source."

[very_elaborate]

Yeah, but is Naoto expecting an unmistakable Ziodyne earthing itself in the monster?

Kanji still ain't real clear on what's going on here, but a familiar face is definitely a good thing, and on top of that, this is a fight. Fights he knows what to do with. They beat the crap outta the monster and everything works out.

[magicsprice]

It was with considerable effort he kept himself from breaking down right then and there when he'd gotten proof he wasn't wrong. His vision ended up blurring from the build up of sudden tears and any immediate response was choked off by the tightness in his throat. Instead he let actions speak for him by closing the distance and reaching out to first touch then embrace the other man.

He just needs a moment to wrap his head around this and to collect himself.

[theladyofwinterfell]

It eases my mind more than you could know. I know he didn't kill Joffrey. He wouldn't. He wouldn't slay his own kin, even if that kin was a deplorable little beast. Tyrion was a good man.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

[Her head was spinning and her knees felt weak beneath her, even as he held her tightly in his arms. Fear ran cold in her veins, foreign within the she-wolf of the North. This was so great a decision, so strange of a question that she couldn't answer as firmly or definitively as she would like.

One moment ago, she was beneath the tree, startled by the Prince's sudden appearance. Suddenly, she was in his arms and he was asking for her to be his.

Had Ned been here or Brandon, they would have rebuked her, shielding her behind them as they drew her out of the dragon's coils. No, this wasn't right.

Despite that knowledge, she hesitated, afraid and uncertain.]

You don't even know me, Rhaegar. [It was the first she spoke his name without formalities or pretense. She addressed him as an equal, a man, not a prince.]

What you're asking is impossible.

Re: Oliver Queen | Arrow | Party

[redarrowqueen]

"I'm voting full over the top if we find leather." Thea could giggle now. "Otherwise in agreement about Kevlar or something along those lines, my motorcycle jacket is here if we need ideas too." she offered. "And once we figure out what else is floating around weapons wise we can plan for other attacks too."

[nott_caine]

"That means having someone always hanging around. I'm not fond of ghouls, as they are known in my world. I just prefer the fly by night feedings. No names, just a quick drain and leaving. Wham, bam, thank you for the blood, ma'am."

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar kissed her, just a gentle press of lips against her own, and pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes.]

You don't know me but you seem to know your own heart. You have no love for Robert Baratheon. You could be a queen, my lady, and bear my children alongside me. You could dwell with me on Dragonstone while Elia remains at court. It is possible. How could your father refuse such an offer?

[thekittenqueen]

What happened to him, I was sorry to see, but Cersei sought a culprit. It seemed Tywin was just as eager to blame Tyrion. He was put to trial, but demanded a trial by combat.

Prince Oberyn offered to be his champion, but lost his life in the process. During the night, somehow, Tyrion was spirited from the prisons. He and Varys went missing.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

He would. [She didn't need to ask him or wait for his response. She knew very well how her family would respond to such a proposal. Even as her mind stalled, swept away by the kiss. Robert had kissed her, but it hadn't been sweet or tender. There had been wine on his breath and the heavy smell of sweat.

He was a swamp compared to Rhaegar's ocean.] My father would believe it an insult to my honor. You have a wife, he would think you are making me a...[she couldn't say the word "whore."] Your father would never agree.

All of this...it's confusing me.

Cole || Dragon Age: Inquisition

[spirit_or_demon]

5.

Cole could feel something seeped into the stones. Hear it, like a whisper moving down a long, dark hallway, soft and shifting and subtle. He pressed his ear to the wall, cheek flush with the rough bricks, the wide brim of his hat bent at an odd angle and revealing the usually shadowed forehead and eyes to the sunlight.

"Hello?" Left hand lifted to hold his hat onto his head, lest another strong breeze try to pluck it away again, right hand against the stone, pressing and patting. "Hello!" He curved his hand into a loose fist and knocked, politely. "My name is Cole. Can you hear me? I think you might be hurting people. They don't belong here, but they are here, and it makes them very loud, sad, desperate, angry. Can you send them home?" He paused, rolling his lower lip inward and gnawing at the thin skin with his front teeth, a habit he'd picked up when he'd started to become more human. "I'll stay," he offered quietly. "If you're lonely. I'll stay and talk with you, but you should let the rest go home."

[rainbow_road]

[ The woman looked familiar. No, don't tell her! She'll figure it out. ]

Can't say that I have.

[ Wow. Do you see the straight face on Tonks? Well. It's almost a straight face. It is Tonks after all. ]

What's your trick?

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar held her close, looked into her eyes.]

You would be a princess, same as Elia, and your children legitimate. I don't hold with what the Seven say. I am blood of the dragon, I can do what I wish.

[He grinned at her, thumb brushing against her cheek.]

What if I stole you?

[theladyofwinterfell]

[Sansa shakes her head. And she'd missed it, by going with Baelish.]

They would have saved me, I imagine. They would have kept me safe.

[royalunderachiever]

"You don't have to be exclusive," Adrian said, laughing at the concept. "We used to just go to a house where they kept them. Sure, we had our favorites, but doesn't everyone? There's no need for a relationship, anyway."

[iron_beneath_beauty]

Against my will? [She asked in a breathless laugh.] No one would believe it. [Robert might, but her brothers...they knew that she was a fighter. She wouldn't allow herself to be stolen so easily. Unless their honor was raised before their reason.]

Why me? Why are you so insistent to have me? If it is for my beauty, I suggest you release me. I will not transfer my betrothal from Robert to another just like him. [It didn't seem possible, not from what she had seen of him.]

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar shook his head. His hair fell from where he had it bound and he pushed it back, wanting to see her clearly.]

I want your beauty, your joy, your sorrow. I want your lust and your love. I want everything of you, I want to press against you until the space is no longer there. I want to have met you before my father married me to Elia. How could I go back to a candle when I've been touched by fire?

Re: Oliver Queen | Arrow | Party

[viridescere]

"Yeah, I'm hoping there's no guns. I hate guns." Oliver didn't think there was much finesse to be had in guns and preferred any other type of weapon instead. Too bad his enemies didn't always agree.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

[He had a way with words, something she knew long before they spoke. He was a poet, a singer. He had managed to move her to tears the night before. Now he left her blushing, her heart racing in her chest.

Despite her reason and sense, she was swept away by the romanticism and the softness he offered her. Robert claimed to love her, but he never sought to prove it. A man could not change his nature, as she had told Ned before. She did not love or trust Robert.

She could love Rhaegar, away from the eyes of the court and her family's discontent. She had wanted freedom, adventure. She could have it, so long as she was willing to reach out and take it. It wasn't about strength, she had that aplenty, but desire...she wasn't certain yet.]

Show me then. [She pulled out of his arms again, this time creating more space between them. Firm in her decision to stand on her own two feet.] Prove it.

Leo Whitefang | Guilty Gear | 2 - Party

[siegesparade]

Now, this is a welcome worthy of a king!

Leo was expecting nothing more than a nice stroll in order to get familiar with the city, but a gala to honor him is perfectly fine, too! There's so much in the way of food and drink, and the Illyrian king is ready to devour all of it.

He gladly accepts a mug of their finest ale, chugging it freely. After what he's been through, he deserves one, or maybe four or five. Though he really should slow down if he's to last the entire night.

"I am pleased by your hospitality. It rivals my coronation ceremony. Now come, the night's still young. Let the celebrations continue!"

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar's eyes lit up with the challenge but he shook his head.]

Not here, my lady. I won't take the maidenhead of a highborn girl in the middle of the woods. I'll crown you the queen of my heart in front of everyone. I'll take you to Dragonstone and make your body sing until you want to weep. I'll be good to you, Lyanna, and I'll prove it.

[He offered his hand.] Come, we have to go back. I will keep your secret, Ser Lyanna of the Laughing Tree.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

[She herself sigh with relief, granted a small reprieve to think and sort what she wanted. She could surround herself with her family, draw away from the magic of the forest. Away from the beauty of his words.

She was careful to remove the last of her armor along the way, hiding it carefully when she returned to the camp. It wasn't the knight that she thought of, the persona she had taken on. It was the challenge put forth for Rhaegar. How would he fulfill it and when?

She would have to wait and see.]

[stephrogers]

Her brow furrowed at what Sam was saying.

"Sokovia? Robots?" She asked.

She had heard of the small Eastern European nation a long time ago. But not much about it. And robots? That was something she wasn't familiar with at all. Aliens, sure. Experiments, sure.

But right now, she'll hug her friend back.

"Did you say floating island?"

[ladenga]

She took the glass and held it.

"Anna, don't you think it's weird we ended up here?" She asked, looking around at the party. "What kind of place is this? Do you think Hand orchestrated it?"