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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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[It made sense, the way he was explaining his reasons for not wanting to deepen the explanations and it took an over-emotional Felicity a moment to breathe, put things in context, and remember that Oliver - every Oliver she'd known or remembered from home - wouldn't hurt her on purpose.]

All right, I can understand that logic, and considering that we're not from the same-- [She motioned between them.] Time line. It makes sense. Not 'makes sense'. [And she immediately started to clarify in that babbling way she reverted to when she was nervous and out of sorts.] But I know what you mean when you don't want to get into it because explaining it would take more time to go into the nuances of every little thing-- [A breath.] Are you okay?

[Because that was more important.] There. Are you okay?

[Oliver did not want to worry her more than he had to and considering he'd already had to tell her that they'd been engaged and weren't any longer, he wasn't sure how to broach her current question without hurting Felicity further. Was he okay? Physically, maybe, but emotionally he was still in shock. His son had just been kidnapped, Felicity had just walked again and now she was walking out of his life.]

I'm fine, Felicity. I'm here and I have friends and family. It could always be worse.

[She would always worry about him; ever since he'd crammed his entire body into the backseat of her Mini Cooper, she'd worried. Well, ever since he'd claimed his coffee shop was in the bad part of town, she'd worried. It'd just been on a bigger scale.]

Don't say that. Once you say that, it gets worse. [Motioning to the situation at hand:] Case in point... where are we?

[This was one of the things he'd always loved about Felicity before he fell in love with her: she was pragmatic, even if she went about it in a completely unusual way. Oliver smiled a little and looked around, trying to play at sheepish.]

No idea. I'm a stranded traveler, just like you.

Give me my map back.

[Looking at all the people milling about, she didn't recognize anyone else, which worried her. Being the only person from her previous stint was going to be bad, given current circumstances - which were something she'd have to mention to Oliver at one point or another. 'Another' was going to work for her for the time being; not that she was dishonest, but working out where they were or why they were was a far more important task.

Also, she was chickenshit.]

I don't recognize the shape of the island from anything I've seen recently and-- [iPad from the bag she's holding? Yes.] No wifi. What's with these places not connecting to the rest of the world?

[Oliver laughed a little and drew up just close enough to peer at the map himself, though it held no further revelations from earlier. Damn.]

It's almost as if they want to deter a coordinated effort to leave or something. Who would imagine that lack of technology could help with that?

[Having Oliver in her space was a reminder of what they'd shared, as far as she remembered, which was disconcerting. Focusing on the map, she dropped the iPad back into her bag and held up the device she'd been given.]

I wonder if this can be programmed, or if if it links to, like. Yours. It probably does, or what's the point. [Looking back over the port, she nodded at the boat.] It seems like that's the way on and off.

[Oliver stepped away enough to look at the boats, watching as they docked and embarked. He couldn't tell where they came from, exactly, only that they were full of people each time they came back in. There was no telling how many people were here now, how many refugees.]

Yeah, I think that's the only way in or out. We have to figure out how they're controlled, what routes they run. That's the way out.

[Following his gaze, it was natural for her to see what he saw and nod along as he made his assessment; the only difference was that she was standing next to him rather than hiding out in their hidden lair. Cave. Whichever. She nodded when he agreed with what she'd said, but held up her device.]

Can't do it with this. Or with this. [She patted her bag with the iPad.] It's gonna take some time.

[Which, given the tone of her voice, made her incredibly unhappy.]

Do you think you can figure it out? Or, stepping back, what you need to be able to figure it out? I don't doubt that you can, I just need to help you get materials.

[Oliver smiled because if anyone could figure out how to get them connected to the world again and back to reality, it was Felicity. He had complete faith in her.]

[Felicity had faith in Felicity, too, but as she looked around the people milling around, she felt more than a little out of her depth - for more than one reason.]

Even that'll take a couple of days. We've been here, what. Twenty minutes? I don't know who, or what, we're up against. [She looked back at Oliver with wide eyes.] You came here from home, but I wasn't at home before this. I was on another island, with other people, and I'd been there a long time. Things... happened.

[Oliver frowned a bit, trying to work out how that had happened. Felicity hadn't been missing, at all, or he would have definitely noticed.]

When did this happen? You haven't been missing, Felicity. I would have known. I would have searched the ends of the earth to find you if you were.

Two and a half years ago.

[She watched him for some kind of reaction. It was difficult, given the revelations he'd made, really. Admitting that she'd been gone, that she'd made a life, that she'd had lovers... had fallen in love, even. Especially since she knew that, if she'd been missing back home, he would have searched for her. It made her heart ache a little, but she was also glad that he'd been spared the trauma of having to deal with her being missing.]

[Oliver didn't quite know what to do with that and he felt staggered, felt like he had to sit down and find his center again. For so long, he had depended on the team and on the stability it gave him. Now it felt like the world had been yanked from under his feet all over again.]

It couldn't have been that long. I just saw you, Felicity. That's not...possible?

And appearing on an island in the middle of nowhere with people we've never seen before? [She motioned to the people around them and looked up at him.] A lot of things are possible, Oliver.

[Glancing around again, she might have appeared to be searching for someone, but looked back at Oliver fairly quickly.] It happened before, but you didn't stay. Clearly, you went back home. Made a life with the me that was there.

[It felt strange that Felicity was talking about their life as if she was someone who observed it instead of lived it but he guessed that in this context, that was accurate. Oliver didn't quite know what to do with that, not when so much of his life was tied up with hers and would be, even if they were no longer together.]

It was a good life, Felicity. I had...have no regrets about the life we had together. I only regret that it ended.

[It hurt more than it should, knowing that he'd made a life, a good life, with someone who wasn't actually her. Yes, it was her, but not the her that was standing in front of him now, wondering if things would have been different for them if she'd been there herself.

She was getting a headache.

It was also clear that it, whatever it was that had happened between them, bothered Oliver a lot and that bothered Felicity. Sure, Oliver was a bonehead who rushed headlong into situations and didn't listen to the people around him and thought he had to do everything on his own forever and ever... but what could he have done that was so bad that she would have ended their engagement? The look on his face caused her pain and it showed when she gave him a tender smile and reached to put her hand on his arm.]

Whatever it was that ended it? I know us. Or-- [She shook her head and waved her head.] The us that's there. You know what I mean. [Her smile grew and her expression changed to something earnest.] We don't let things keep us apart. Not for work, not with the Arrow, and not like that. I think we'll be okay.

[That comforted him and seeing her smile, feeling her touch him like that, it gave Oliver a little hope that things might work out. Maybe they wouldn't be together, necessarily, but he and Felicity would still be a part of one another's lives and that was important.]

I think so, too. I hope so. Right now, though, we need to figure this place out and figure out how to get back home. We're going to have to work together for that.

[As long as he knew that she'd never willingly ditch him or his effort to save Star(ling) City, Felicity knew their basic relationship would stay intact... more or less. It was when he mentioned that they were going to have to work together to get back home that she was mentally dragged back into an annoying present that required more disclosure.]

Yes. [Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.] There's more. That you should know, I mean.

[Actually, she was fairly certain that she was going to either babble herself into insanity or pass out.]

[Oliver cocked his head a little, inviting her to tell him exactly what more entailed. He had been painfully honest with Felicity about where they'd been the last time he saw her and (he hoped) just how much he still loved her and he was curious what there was additional that he needed to know. Was it about her time on the other island? The one he hadn't known about or noticed her missing during that time?]

Yeah? What is it, Felicity?

[For everything that the two of them have been through, and have shared, it's extremely difficult for Felicity to find her voice. Moreover, she's afraid that if she starts talking, she's going to make excuses for the things she's done, even though she had no choice for a goodly number of them - except this. Not so much a choice, but careless to the extreme that she's never, ever been and now--]

There's someone. Nick. His name's Nick. We were... [She glances back over her shoulder again toward the crowd and the dock and then back at Oliver.] ... supposed to be on our back home. Starling City. We ended up here, instead. Two and a half years on that island, and believe me, the irony is not lost on me as I say that to you, and I was finally going home. Now this.

[There was someone else. Oliver expected that to happen eventually back home considering that Felicity had broken things off with him but he had hoped for a little time to prepare, a time to shift into being friends instead of lovers in which he could be genuinely happy for her and not feel jealous or hurt. Instead, he had gotten hammered with this now when he was still reeling and it was hard to know how to react.

Maybe most people would have lashed out in anger but Oliver had always been the sort to turn that inward, to draw in when others might reach out. He did that now, reserving himself, and he hoped that Felicity would understand.]

Did he arrive here too?

[The problem with being near someone for years, getting to know their tells and signs was that Felicity knew the moment that Oliver shut down. It wasn't just a look, but a feeling, and it caused her to ache inside. Putting herself in his shoes, she knew she'd do the same - or worse - and she cleared her throat and nodded in answer to his question, pointing.]

He's a good guy. We, um. [Could there be any more ways to cause the man closest to her in the world pain?] I'm pregnant, Oliver.

[That was a lot to handle all at once and Oliver stepped back for a moment, trying to get his balance. Felicity was in a relationship with another man and she was pregnant. It wasn't something that he had really been prepared to handle and, at this point, accept but he wouldn't hurt her. He needed space, sure, but he didn't want to sacrifice their friendship for it.]

This...is going to take some time. I am happy for you, I promise, it's just hard for me to see my fiancee pregnant and happy with someone else. It...it will take some time. I'll make it work. I always do.

[The reaction was what she was expecting, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt and, when he pulled back even further, she took a deep breath. Hugging herself around her middle, she shook her head once as he spoke.]

I'm not-- Oliver, I'm not your fiancee. I never was. You didn't want me. [She exhaled, frowning, then reached up to rub her hand across her forehead, feeling completely out of sorts herself.] I know it's going to take time, all of it is. Being here. I still think we need to work on getting home.

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