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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

[hello_mynameis_fu]

Taking to hanging back from the rest of the arrivals he recognized as being on the boat with him, King was sort of absently standing there, his attention off to the side and away from the woman when she spoke up. Ever since his run in with the dude in red, he'd been keeping his eyes open for the freakishly weird.

"Huh?" King muttered, eyes dragging back to the woman. "Oh, yeah. Thanks."

King steps up, giving the person behind the table a friendly smile. "Can I get an Between the Sheets, please?" He receives a dead pan look from the person. Crickets seem to be chirping somewhere. "No? Okay, how about a Harvey Wallbanger?" Silence.

He looks back at Sansa, dropping his gaze into her glass. "What is that?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"It is wine, my lord," she says, pressing her lips together. "But I believe you must be mistaken. This is not a brothel where you might order a person between the sheets and I cannot imagine that such things should be discussed openly - especially not in front of a woman wed."

Sansa has lived with Tyrion Lannister so she knows what crude things can come from a man's mouth but he had always been deferential to her station.

[hello_mynameis_fu]

If ever there was a sound that could be heard right at that moment, it would definitely be the violent drag of a needle on a record. That very same sound that often meant that something caught another's attention before the scene went on? Kind of like a double take.

Yeah, cue that noise right now.

King stared at her blankly, blinking once, then twice before opening his mouth, holding it there a few long seconds and then closing it again.

"They're drink names." he offered finally, looking slightly awkward with eyes bouncing back and forth between the two people he found himself. "So you haven't heard of a Slippery Nipple or Sex on the Beach or a Screaming Orgasm where you come from?"

King thought it a fair question as he cocked his head slightly and leaned in a little, minding her space politely. When he speaks again it's lower in volume than it was before.

"Just where in the world do you come from?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"Westeros, my lord," Sansa says. To her credit, she does not back away when he leans in and she meet his eyes with her own. She does, however, have a bit of a blush staining her cheeks and neck. She knows what a nipple is, yes, but she has no idea what orgasm means and considering the context, it's not like to be pleasant.

"Although, I must say, if you insist upon calling beverages by such strange terms, at least make them make sense. I cannot imagine a brothel would do much trade if screaming is going on. Screaming means someone isn't enjoying themselves."

Sansa believes so, anyway, because when she screamed in bed it was because of pain. There's no other reason for it, is there?

[hello_mynameis_fu]

A dawning realisation occurs just then and King takes a half second to remind himself that so far since waking up on the floating boat, he's met a half dozen people so far - all from different versions of earth. His world.

But judging by her attire, it's also not hard to figure out that the girl is not only inexperienced, she's from some medieval era.

What a conversation to be having with someone from that time. And with a woman to boot.

"Right. Um, okay." Kid gloves - On. "Let me just say that one, I didn't name them. Two, have you ever heard of the phrase 'don't take things so literally"? And three, I have a name. It's King and you can call me that instead if lord or sir."

His return was casual, informative and friendly despite how it's dictated.

"Oh, and screaming can definitely mean someone is enjoying themselves. Especially if it's a pleasant experience." He nods.

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa gasps a bit and sinks down into a curtsy, hoping that he doesn't think her rude. A king, for truth? She must learn who is who in this place before she does something to offend someone.

"Your Grace, I'm so sorry. I wasn't aware. Please forgive me. As to the screaming, well, if your Grace will permit me to speak freely, it is my experience that women never enjoy themselves when doing their duty to their husbands. I certainly never have."