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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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Mr. Gold/Rumpelstiltskin | OUAT | Prompt 1

[magicsprice]

[Something had happened after the ferry had entered the portal. He wasn't quite sure what had gone wrong, but obviously something had. For starters, he was surrounded by strangers. Emma and the others weren't in sight. So whatever had occurred had seemingly singled him out. Secondly, the place they were docking at decidedly wasn't the Underworld. He of all people had known what to expect upon arrival, this certainly wasn't it.

The reason for the separation was one he wasn't certain of. He had his doubts that Hades was involved, which left seeking answers elsewhere. Disembarking, he was greeted and given answers that didn't really answer the questions he wanted answered. He could only hope that the others, if they were still en route to the Underworld didn't end up suffering for his absence.

Not to mention the simple fact, that he currently had no idea how he was going to get out of here and return to Belle's side as he'd promised prior to departing. He sighed and after consulting the map, headed away from the docks muttering softly under his breath.]

Fate must really hate me.

Re: Mr. Gold/Rumpelstiltskin | OUAT | Prompt 1

[savedbylove]

[This was not where Emma was supposed be either, so to say that she was stunned would be the understatement of the century. She somehow imagined the darkness feeling different than this.

She stared at Gold before rushing forward, and reaching for him. She was able to hear the tail end of what he said. ]

Then it really must hate me too. How are you even here

[magicsprice]

[It was the words more than the voice that surprised him. Turning to face Emma, he barely refrained from doing a double-take. This wasn't the Emma he'd been dealing with prior to his arrival. Her eyes, her manner and her clothes were all different from the woman he'd left behind. It would seem whatever caused this could toy with time.

Not a pleasant prospect that.]

I would ask those who brought us here. I haven't the answer to that myself.

[He is so not going into discussing the future unless it turns out to be a necessity. So, back to playing the well known game of answering while not truly answering at all. At least in this particular issue, he truly didn't have any answers to give.]

I take it you just arrived here as well?

[goldenera]

[After looking around for a short while, Henry spotted a familiar face and grinned. Maybe he wasn't alone after all. Heading towards the figure, he heard the mutter and laughed.]

If fate hated you that much, I wouldn't have found you.

[He automatically went in for a hug. He might be fifteen, and taller than his father, but he still needed reassurance in strange times. And in his memory, there hadn't been such an event in almost a year!]

[magicsprice]

[It took him a little by surprise that Henry would seek to hug him immediately upon finding him. Not that he didn't appreciate the gesture after everything, but it was still a surprise.]

I suppose it has to give me the occasional break now and then. Did you just arrive? I didn't see you on the ship I came in on.

[Did that mean the others would be arriving over time and in possibly different ships of their own? Did the portal somehow end up intercepted and rerouted to another place? So many questions and so few answers. It was bloody annoying.]

[goldenera]

[Henry could sense something was off during the hug but assumed it was just the stress of the current events, so he pulled back quick enough. He stayed close though. Not wanting to lose him in all the crowds. Who knew if and how magic worked here?]

Yeah. Probably about fifteen minutes or so. I've been wandering around looking for someone I recognise. And as luck would have it, I saw you first.

[He beamed at Gold, because despite events helping him with his issues, everyone knew that the current Dark One was the one Henry loved the most.]

[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.]

[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.]

[magicsprice]

[That caused him to give Henry a confused double-take. Something was definitely wrong here.]

I beg your pardon? Who is Nic?

[goldenera]

[That was not the reaction he had been hoping for. A chuckle or a rebuke, but not confusion.]

Don't joke with me, Dad. You know exactly who Nicola is. My weird half sister, part aunt. Spawn of the Dark One and the Saviour. Born of True Love and all that crap.

[He laughed, waving his hands around and making a much bigger deal of it than he should. He's so used to doing that to the girl now and she loves it. Rolling his eyes now they'd gotten that silly game out of the way, Henry just touched Gold on the arm and gestured to the rest of the island.]

Come on, let's go see what else there is. Maybe we can find a way home.

[magicsprice]

[Okay, now that was no where as humorous as Henry seemed to believe it was. He took a step back, his confusion even more apparent now in his expression.]

You seem to be the only one who's joking here. I do not have a daughter by anyone, let alone by Ms Swan. She's most certainly not my True Love. That would be my wife, Belle. Also I am your grandfather, not your father. A fact that seems to be recalled rather rarely these days.

[The last part was muttered mostly under his breath and not really directed toward Henry.]

I know the last week has been...trying, but trying to pull that sort of joke on me is in rather poor taste.

[goldenera]

[Henry didn't like the way Gold was refusing the facts. And mentioning Belle as his wife just grew his annoyance. Why would he say that? Even if he hadn't started his relationship with Emma, Belle was still dead. He took a step back himself and looked the man up and down.]

The last week has been as normal as any other week for the past year. I don't understand why you're being like this all of a sudden. You know I'm more accepting of Neal than I used to be so you don't need to remind me of the grandfather connection. And what does Belle have to do with any of this? You're married to Mom!

[He reigned in his temper before continuing.] Unless you're right. You're not my father. Maybe you're not my grandfather either. Who knows who you are? We've just assumed. No names have been exchanged. And we both know looks can be deceiving. We're in a strange place with strange people and I know I don't recall getting on that boat. So there's obviously magic at work and we don't know if it works the same here as it does back home or anywhere else.

[He paused, realising his explanation was turning into a speech. So he held out his hand to the man.] I'm Henry. Henry Gold.

[magicsprice]

[There's brief rise of an eyebrow during the rant, clearly expressing his doubts on the subject of it. The surname given is just icing on the cake it seems. While he accepts the offered hand, its just to extend a small shake of it as he gives his own name to confirm his identity.]

Rumpelstiltskin. Also known as Mr. Gold.

[He let his hand drop to his side as he continued, keeping a tight reign on his own emotions.]

Belle is my wife. As for...my son, he's dead. Neither of your mothers are married to me, in fact one is in love with an ex-thief, the other fancied a pirate. As for the last week, we've had to deal with not just one Dark One, but several of them. We're fortunate that little crisis ended as well as it did, though given Emma has decided to drag a group of us down to the Underworld to retrieve her pirate love, perhaps I shouldn't say it has ended just yet. It just seems to have changed in nature. I was on the ferry on the way to the Underworld when I arrived here. Given that you were on it as well, I thought perhaps you might be the grandson I knew. Obviously you aren't.

[Unless someone was playing games with them, this wasn't the boy he knew. No matter the similarities.]

[goldenera]

[Henry could see how close the other man's emotions were to the surface. One of the perks of growing up with Rumplestiltskin. He listened closely to what was said, compartmentalising each fact to what was useful and what wasn't as he had learnt to do in his job as the Author. Then he took the points one by one in a calm manner as he knew some of the answers would hurt the man he was speaking to.]

Belle is dead. Hook killed her. Neal currently lives in Storybrooke. Emma is married to Mr Gold and they have a two year old daughter called Nicola. Regina lives with Robin Hood and his Merry Men in the Enchanted Forest.

[He made to use names rather than relationships to stem any confusion.]

My family have no need to go to the Underworld. And even if we did, I doubt I would be allowed along for the ride. Even if I wanted to go, I know my parents would want to keep me safe from those I've killed.

[He paused for a moment, trying to think of how to segue into his next point but failed so he just continued.]

I do think I'm not your anything though. My guess is that this is what Isaac was trying to create. Maybe he succeeded?

[magicsprice]

[.....okay yeah. He needs a moment after that. Just excuse him as he takes a step back and turns away. The differences were too confusing, not to mention the fact it seemed that he was destined to lose one of those he loved no matter what. Only this time it seemed he had lost Belle instead of his son.

After a few minutes he decided to focus on the latter part. He knew the first part not to be true, at least not for him, but a certain name at the end gave him a possible explanation for the differences.]

You haven't killed anyone. [As far as he's aware of at least. God only knows still what happened while he was comatose.]

But yes...Isaac might be responsible. Though that begs the question how this place was capable of pulling you from that world. Though given that most of these people seem to from different worlds, perhaps it counted that world just as real as all the rest.

[goldenera]

[Henry understood why Gold needed time to process. He had need it too after everything he had been told by his father about the curse and himself. So, while he waited, he did what he usually did to process.

Sitting down on the floor, he removed the notebook from his bag as well as his coloured pencils and started to write down everything he had learnt from this version of Mr Gold. He'd created this note form as a precaution against magic. Only he knew what it meant so how could it be deciphered?

When Gold started to speak again, he didn't stand up but looked up instead and listened, waiting for his chance to reply. Hearing the denial though, he did move his things back into his bag so he could almost level with the man when he spoke.]

I have killed. Twice. [He stared Gold down, daring him not to believe him a second time. And when he had spoken those words, there was no remorse in eyes. He did not feel an ounce of guilt for killing two of Rumplestiltskin's three students.

He was tempted to expand on the Isaac theory but he felt this needed to be addressed and knew that if he said anything else, that could be used as a distraction, a diversion. So he just continued to stare and wait and see.]

[magicsprice]

[He returned the stare for a minute before turning away once more. He wasn't going to ask just who had died. It wasn't his world, thus it didn't really matter who had died. Besides that, the boy had already covered the states of those who had actually mattered to him in any world.

Given what he did know of Henry, if this one was in any form similar, no doubt the deaths were justified, possibly even done in defense of someone else. So there was no cause to worry about him doing it again here.]

That doesn't matter here, unless you plan on doing it again.

[goldenera]

[Henry continued to stare after Gold turned away, trying to guess what this version was thinking. It was harder than his father because he didn't know what every twitch and jerk meant. But he thought he caught enough.]

Only if they arrive and repeat their actions. [Again, his voice was colder than usual. This man may not be his father, or his grandfather, but is Rumplestiltskin. And he would help protect him from those unredeemed students.]

I protect what's important to me. You taught me that. Or rather, my father did.

[magicsprice]

[That shouldn't likely sound as ominous as it did. Given what he knew of himself, perhaps he shouldn't really be too surprised.]

I see. We'll just have to wait and see just whom this place drags in, though we can always hope it isn't capable of bringing in the deceased.

[Or that it has some standards for just who and what it brings here. After all, there had to be some reason for this. Time would hopefully reveal what it was.]

[goldenera]

[Henry nodded, his darker demeanour slides off now that Gold had accepted the truth.] Let's hope so. I wouldn't like to deal with them again and I doubt you would either.

[He sat back down on the ground at this point, bringing out his notebook and flicking back at what he'd written.]

Why don't we try and figure out the differences in our stories instead? Assuming Isaac is to blame, of course. I'm not sure how exactly as we managed to stop him before his plan was completed.

[He was smiling now as if none of the previous conversation had happened, and if Gold looked closely at Henry's bag, he might see the Author's quill poking out of it now that Henry had removed other things that were hiding it.]

[magicsprice]

[Given he didn't like the thought of Henry killing period, he'd just as soon as not think of it at all. He sighed at Henry's words, but the sight of the quill within the bag was curious. He leaned down and moved as if to pull it from the bag so he could be certain of what he was seeing.]

Here?

[His tone possibly conveyed his dislike of that idea. He didn't care to discuss such personal matters more than they already had out here where anyone could easily listen in on them.]

[aster_planetes]

What makes you say that, sir?

[ It's a pleasant enough voice, coming from a pretty enough young woman. Dark eyes, dark hair, brown skin, a brown jacket shot through with red and turquoise thread. There's a quiver on her hip and a bow on her back - or, rather.

A quiver slung over a human hip, a bow attached some straps on her equine back.

Roshanak has been informed that the city has been built with humans in mind, and she will shift soon enough, but she'd been out hunting when she'd woken up here. It's far easier to carry her bow and her javelins while leaving her hands free.

It just also means that she's two feet taller than the man she's just commented at. ]

[magicsprice]

[He turned his head upon hearing the voice and given the fact he'd caught the sound of hooves behind him just prior, he expected to find a lady on horseback. In a sense he was correct in identifying the sound of hooves...only the lady was the owner of those hooves.

The surprises just kept coming it would seem.

Excuse him as he steps back a bit so he doesn't have to crane his head back so far to look up into her face.]

It seems to delight in separating me from those I love.

[aster_planetes]

[ She takes no offence at his backing up. Indeed, she aids him in stepping back a little herself. It is only courteous to aid conversation, and she endeavours to be courteous when she remembers to be. ]

Ohhhh.

[ Her looks grows sad, sympathetic. Compassionate. ]

Like Odysseus, parted from his Penelope and his little boy. I'm sorry. Inshallah, you shall see them soon. From the chatter amongst the other new arrivals, I've heard that some recognize each other. Maybe they'll be brought here, too.

[rhapsodist]

Fate favors no one.

[Genesis was in much the same boat predicament as Gold. And everyone else here. He had answers, but none that he wanted. He was supposed to have been sealed away, sleeping until the Planet needed him. This was not his Planet. The island was beautiful enough but this isn't something he could just accept like the locals seemed to want him to. He had a duty now.]

My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains.