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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

[otherqualities]

Well, we are - or rather were - in a period of regency most certainly, but I did not know some might refer to it as an era per se. But that you refer to it as history is a prospect both daunting and hopeful. It means some remnant of humanity has survived despite the unfortunate plague that has befallen England and most of Europe.

[As she talks she starts to relax and face him, until she sees/remembers naked and then goes back to her profile stance and shielding her face with her hand.]

I assure you sir, that unless your intention is to eat my brains, or you plan to accost me in some fashion, you need fear neither my bullet nor my blade. Please do as you will to rectify your ah...unfortunate circumstance.

[notexactlyalphaoftheyear]

[Derek blinks, perplexed by the way she's talking. He wasn't exactly the world's greatest student, but between home and human education, his education was exceptionally well rounded...and he does not remember a zombie apocalypse in Regency Europe.

Shaking it off, he heaves a sigh and shrugs.]

Fine, but remember: you promised.

[Rolling his shoulders, Derek drops to all fours as he shifts form. It's still not totally natural, but it gets easier with practice. The quiet, wet sound of skin and tissue being manipulated is audible, along with a few grunts of discomfort that slowly devolve into animal sounds of unrest.

A moment later, a massive black wolf with glowing blue eyes suddenly darts towards her while her head is still turned in profile...not to assault her, but to butt her leg with the flat of his head.]

[otherqualities]

[Elizabeth waits patiently, and doesn't really hear anything...but she is butted in the leg and confronted with a very large dog wolf!]

Ohmygoodness! [She staggers back a few steps, staring at the creature.]

I do believe anyone who happens upon me shall think I've gone mad...but...Mr. Wolf, are you the gen - man, [No gentleman would run about naked!] I met a moment ago in a quite unfortuanate state of undress?

[Without thinking about the risk of injury, she extends her hand in an offering gesture like she might a hound at home, so that he might have her scent and feel at ease.]

[notexactlyalphaoftheyear]

[Derek snorts a little, a canine snuffle that still manages to sound huffy and vaguely disdainful before he sniffs at her hand--a purely instinctive action in this form--before cordially bumping her palm with his snout to acknowledge that he's...well, himself.]

[otherqualities]

[Elizabeth lets out a soft exhale of breath in wonder as the wolf noses her hand.] Remarkable. Well, it certainly makes more sense now as to why you'd be without clothes. I imagine your transfiguration would be a great deal less agreeable if you tried to navigate them while having four legs instead of two.

[It somewhat mollifies the situation in her mind, though seriously, she's seen more male naked bodyparts here in the last few days than she's seen in the whole of her life.]

Though communicating might be a touch more difficult. And I don't believe I have your name. We'll simply settle for Mr. Wolf for now, I should think. Where you attempting to make your way back to civilization? Or were you doing something...wolfish,in nature?