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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

[theladyofwinterfell]

"I love poetry," Sansa says, eyes going soft and voice going light. It's been a long time since she's had occasion to sing or recite anything but even still, she cannot deny the love she holds for it in her heart.

"I have never crafted it myself, unfortunately, though I have sung it and recited it for my septas. I love the way men can make words turn into art. It's something I would never be able to do."

[aster_planetes]

Roshanak cocks her head. It is not a very human gesture, and there is a vague suspicion of her ears pricking up, turning towards Sansa, even though they can do no such while in this form.

"Lady Sansa," Roshanak says, solemnly and curiously, "if you have never tried, than how would you know?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa colors a bit, unsure of how to answer that. She had a point, really, that if she's never tried something she wouldn't know if she could do it or not. And yet...

"Ladies aren't minstrels or poets. It's just...we simply aren't. Not in Westeros, anyway."

[aster_planetes]

She turns that over in her mind, and over and over again. She does not, in matter of fact, talk to many highly-ranking human women, but she has talked to some, and she knows from their fathers and brothers and betrothed what characteristics are valued.

"It is different, in Baghdad," Roshanak says at last. "It's a mark of refinement for the human ladies and princesses to be able to tell stories well. Both reciting, and crafting their own versions of the tales."

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa's eyes brighten a bit and she feels a flush rise in her cheeks. Tell her own stories, instead of singing the tales of maidens long dead who were done wrong by their lovers? That would be amazing.

"Truly? In your city I could craft my own stories and sing my own songs?"

[aster_planetes]

"In all the lands of Persia, yes," Roshanak says, her own dark eyes brightening as she warms to the subject. "One of the greatest of our queens, the Sultana Scheherazade, she saved all the girls in the kingdom by telling stories night after night. Tales already known, in some cases, but it was her own skill at crafting that allowed her to triumph.

Ever since then, a woman's art of words and stories has been highly valued, even more than before her time."

[theladyofwinterfell]

"That sounds...absolutely amazing," Sansa says, a bit wonderstruck at the thought of it. She loves the idea of women crafting tales and songs of their own instead of singing the ones written by men.

"Your Persia sounds lovely indeed."