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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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[inquisitorialness]

Well, he knows who she is. That's something. A place to start, anyway.

"We're obviously expected," she says after a moment's thought. "I'm not sure if I like that notion, but they're ready for us, which means we've been brought here for a purpose. If nothing else, that might be a bargaining chip - we can offer to do whatever it is they want from us, and buy our way back home."

That's foremost in her mind right now: how to get home.

Re: Oliver Queen | Arrow | Party

[redarrowqueen]

Thea squeezed Oliver's hand in return,"As long as you let me do some of the caring too." since she knew from experience they needed each other, especially now. "Otherwise in total agreement about waiting a few days and seeing how much in one piece I am."

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[dr_wells]

New Arrival:

Harry studied the map like a man with a mission as he got off the boat. The problem with this was he wasn't exactly looking where he was going. "There has to be a breech somewhere," he muttered as he walked along.

Exploring:

Harrison wished not for the first time that he'd gone hiking more back on his Earth like his daughter had always wanted him to. He was currently trying to climb a hill and cursing how out of shape he currently was. "Oh for a speedster," he grumbled.

Wildcard

[kingofthenorth]

It wasn't a concern whether or not her actions were proper of a lady, judgements could be saved for another time as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, returning the embrace and sentiment. They had been through too much and stunted words and emotions prevented him from saying much of his experiences. It wasn't as if one wanted to reflect on the last moments he could recall from the Twins anyhow.

She was taller than he remembered and his mind drifted towards their other siblings and how they all have changed. Hell, he had too, growing more withdrawn and stoic.

As he pulled away, he looked towards the woods. "I only feel a sense of calm and familiarity here. It seems I'm not alone in such sentiment." A ghost of a smile was on his features.

[theladyofwinterfell]

"I missed you," Sansa says, trying to draw herself up and put on her manners like so much armor. Piece by piece, she slides them back into place until she is a proper lady of the court again and not a little girl. Robb brings back so many good memories just by being here but she must reserve herself, must keep those emotions tightly bound.

"I missed you more than breathing, Robb, you and mother both. I thought...I thought I would never see you again. They told me you were killed at the Twins."

[kingofthenorth]

He tried to ignore her, but when it appeared she was lingering for a reply he recognized he was being rude. "No." Replied with a shake from his head. "I don't know why I came. Sentimental for such things I imagine."

His voice reflected one indeed from the north, but her features hadn't clued him in on her own history. "Forgive me, but I'm afraid they stir bad memories."

[iron_beneath_beauty]

"You don't need my forgiveness, ser." His accent. She knew it well, having spent her life surrounded by men with similar inflections. His features, his humor, his voice. It was a sharp reminder of home. If she was wrong, she would appear foolish, but her curiosity would be satisfied.

If she wasn't, she would have a countryman on the island with her.

"The festivities of Winterfell are quite different than this. Did you have the chance to see them when you were last home?"

[kingofthenorth]

Glancing up almost with a startle, his eyes meet hers. She knew his name and it dawned on him she was from Westeros. "I am."

Her skin was fair and her ornate hairstyle clued him in, his mother had mentioned her details of Margaery in passing conversation of her time with the young woman. But that mattered little to Robb, as he wasn't for certain and it appeared there were people from elsewhere than Westeros around him.

"Forgive me, but have we met?"

[kingofthenorth]

There was a strange ache in his throat, and when he opened to reply that he missed her more than he could admit to, he was met with silence. He stood there in a cold paralysis at her last words.

And then he found his voice again before walking forward more under the covering of the large trees. A bigger part was so she didn't recognize the pain she unintentionally inflicted. It not only made his throat ache, but the scars where wounds had been somehow healed, yet the scars ran deeper than their bloodline.

"I don't know what happened." He was confused as ever, and the intense pain wrapped around his heart and lungs, squeezing out his last breath. "I don't know how I got here."

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa gasps and lifts her hand to her lips. She'd thought that he'd lived somehow, that'd he carried out some grand escape and Robb doesn't know how he got here. Had he died, in truth, and she died too? Had they both come to some place beyond the world of the living?

"I jumped from Winterfell," Sansa says, voice barely above a whisper. "Ramsay Snow held me captive as his wife and I just...I couldn't bear it any longer. I jumped."

[kingofthenorth]

"And what do you know of Winterfell?" Her features seemed familiar, perhaps one from the North as well. There was no delicate way to hide his surprise for her knowledge of Winterfell.

And finally he admits, "It was my home."

[iron_beneath_beauty]

"It belongs to my father, the Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North." She answered with a proud grin. No matter the reason for her departure, it didn't change the feelings she bore towards her family. Wolves ran in packs and she would always be a loyal daughter of the North.

"Your home? Were you one of my father's men? I don't recall your face."

[guessihavelostcount]

"I doubt you're dead." She wasn't going to discuss that maybe he had died before he was brought here because there was no way she could prove that sort of thing. The only thing that she knew was that she was alive because she couldn't die. So, that had to mean that he was alive too, yes?

"Barely? What were you doing before you were brought here?" She asked curiously, tilting her head to the side as she slid off of the boxes to stand on her own two feet.

[kingofthenorth]

There was ringing in Robb's ears, starting as a low, annoying hum until it grew louder and louder like a tidal wave swallowing him up whole after he barely heard Sansa's reply. His head then snapped back in her direction and the ringing stopped. In an equal voice barely above a whisper, "You... Were in Winterfell?"

Disbelief was written all over his features, and he was unable to hide that as he cleared his throat and repeated his words with more clarity and with a voice of a man rather than a scared boy. "You were in Winterfell?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"Lord Baelish took me there," Sansa explains, hands trembling as she explains it. Still, her voice is clear and strong. She will not be afraid. Not with Robb.

"He married me to Ramsay Snow, told me it was the only way to get Winterfell back. It was...it was awful."

[thekittenqueen]

"No, but I had the pleasure of meeting your mother. She paid a visit to my husband's camp on your behalf, negotiating terms for our alliance." She said gently, smiling despite the dark memories. "I imagine we would have made a formidable force, had he not been killed that night."

She offered her hand to him, allowing him the chance to kiss it. Not as a monarch to a subject, but a lady to a gentleman. "I am Margaery Tyrell."

Party, 'cause I'm clearly a sadist. :P

[idontlikebullies]

Steve wasn't exactly comfortable at this shindig the natives were throwing, but he was doing his best to be an amenable guest. Sure, he didn't have much say in coming to this place, but that was all the more reason to make nice.

Keep on his guard, try to be a little more like Stark...maybe he could gather a little extra intel.

He's nursing what he's been told is the local equivalent of a beer when he spots a broad blonde guy wandering up to the gathering. He's closest to his arrival, being that he's pretty much standing on the fringes, an unassuming presence in the midst of the revelry.

...okay, so this whole 'be more like Stark' thing might not be going quite according to plan.

Still, when the newcomer arrives, Steve salutes him with his drink in greeting.

"Howdy!"

[kingofthenorth]

Robb raised to his feet with an expression of confusion upon his face, though much like with a wolf with raised hackles and becoming territorial.

"Are you lying to me or find this amusing?" He glances around, expecting to find someone he knew, perhaps one of his siblings, playing a joke on him just behind her.

"Aye, and I don't recall yours," Robb is quick to reply, "As I am Lord of Winterfell." Was, actually, but that wasn't common to him just yet.

[magicsprice]

I see. You're the first I've seen here as well. [He turned his attention from Henry back toward the docks, his voice quieter as he continued.]

I wonder if the others will end up showing up too.

[He'd noticed the beaming smile, but he wasn't going to read too much into it currently. Henry could just be glad he wasn't alone in this strange place.]

[iron_beneath_beauty]

"I do not lie." She retorted just as fiercely, baring her fangs for him, as any wolf who had been provoked. "My name is Lyanna, of the House Stark. My father is Lord of Winterfell, Rickon Stark! After him shall come Brandon Stark, heir to the North! Do not tell me I lie!"

She frowned, confusion evident in her eyes. Anger subsided, curious and wary. "Who are you? You are not the Lord nor ever shall be! I should have seen your face, but I see you are some Northern man playing a silly joke! I am not amused!"

[goldenera]

[Henry followed his line of sight back to the docks and nodded slowly.]

Yeah. I'm wondering that too. And as much as I kind of want Mom with us, I'm not sure Nic's old enough to deal with a whole new world just yet. I think two years old is a little young for portal jumping, right?

[He gave a chuckle and turned back to Gold to see his reaction. He was trying to stay upbeat despite the situation.]

[kingofthenorth]

Is was no secret Robb was in disbelief at the words being uttered from Sansa's lips. He was silent, unwavering, unblinking, and clearly processing this information.

"Seven hells." He finally replied, blinking once again. "Roose Bolton's bastard?" It took Robb a moment to figure that out, only recalling a conversation in passing from the Lord of the Dreadfort. "And after everything I've fought for, it's Petyr Baelish who brings you home?"

The words stung Robb as he spoke them, perhaps out of jealously.

[kingofthenorth]

Robb simply stopped, as if instantly deflating at her sharp reply and naming only those he knew from teachings of Maester Luwin and his father. "Dead. All of them." He replied without thinking, "And so are you." He says that as if he believed her.

And so am I as is father and most likely mother.

"I am Robb Stark, son of Eddard Stark and Lord of Winterfell." He spoke with confidence, but with a lack of enthusiasm and pride he typically possessed when speaking his title.

[idontlikebullies]

With moleskine still in hand, he ambles over as he pockets the small notebook, his gaze wandering back to the landscape with an appreciative little nod.

"Hell of a view, am I right?" he comments before offering her another affable smile, along with his hand. "I'm Steve, good to know ya."

[getsyourbloodgoing]

"I'm guessing if they brought us here, they want something killed." He grunts with a bit of a smirk. Okay, true, there are other things that the two of them could do but he figures it can't be too political or sneaky since he hasn't spotted the advisers yet.

"Did they tell you about a starter house yet?" He looks down at her again.