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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

[thekittenqueen]

[She smiled at him, despite being shaken from her thoughts. The dangers in the forest seemed minimal compared to the lion's den she had escaped, but she would heed his warning. It was better to be safe than taken by surprise.]

I'm not here alone. You are here.

[Her expression becomes charming, her wit at the forefront.]

[brochtuarach]

[ His lips twitch in a faint smile, and he nods. ]

Aye, that I am. Though not, perhaps, as good at protecting a lass as I ought to be at the moment. [ He indicates his injury, briefly, not wanting to dwell on it. ]

But I'll do what I can.

[thekittenqueen]

[She spies the injury, looking over it curiously and with sympathy.]

May I ask what happened?

[brochtuarach]

[ Yeah, that's not something he's interested in talking about - with anyone, let alone a perfect stranger. ]

Nothin' ye need concern yourself with. It'll right itself soon enough.

Sorry, where are my manners? The name's Jamie, at your service. [ He sketches a quick bow, eager to change the subject. ]

[thekittenqueen]

I am Margaery of House Tyrell, Queen of Westeros.

[She extended her hand towards him.]

A pleasure.

[brochtuarach]

[ He's never heard of any Tyrells, or any kingdoms called Westeros - and he knows his geography well. Still, though, when a lady extends her hand, a gentleman kisses it, as is proper. So he does. ]

I canna say I've heard of such a place.

[thekittenqueen]

Have you not? Are you from across the Narrow Sea? You don't appear to have a Valyerian accent.

[brochtuarach]

I've not heard of such a Sea, either, unless ye mean the Channel. I'm from Scotland.

[thekittenqueen]

I don't know Scotland, I'm afraid. [She shouldn't be surprised by further confusion. They are on an island that floats against the sky. It was rather difficult to find the idea of other worlds impossible now.]

[brochtuarach]

Then I suppose we're in the same boat - metaphorically and literally.

[ Or were, anyway. He sketches another bow. ]

I'll be happy to accompany ye, back to the town or wherever you're lookin' to go.