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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

[iron_beneath_beauty]

He would. [She didn't need to ask him or wait for his response. She knew very well how her family would respond to such a proposal. Even as her mind stalled, swept away by the kiss. Robert had kissed her, but it hadn't been sweet or tender. There had been wine on his breath and the heavy smell of sweat.

He was a swamp compared to Rhaegar's ocean.] My father would believe it an insult to my honor. You have a wife, he would think you are making me a...[she couldn't say the word "whore."] Your father would never agree.

All of this...it's confusing me.

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar held her close, looked into her eyes.]

You would be a princess, same as Elia, and your children legitimate. I don't hold with what the Seven say. I am blood of the dragon, I can do what I wish.

[He grinned at her, thumb brushing against her cheek.]

What if I stole you?

[iron_beneath_beauty]

Against my will? [She asked in a breathless laugh.] No one would believe it. [Robert might, but her brothers...they knew that she was a fighter. She wouldn't allow herself to be stolen so easily. Unless their honor was raised before their reason.]

Why me? Why are you so insistent to have me? If it is for my beauty, I suggest you release me. I will not transfer my betrothal from Robert to another just like him. [It didn't seem possible, not from what she had seen of him.]

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar shook his head. His hair fell from where he had it bound and he pushed it back, wanting to see her clearly.]

I want your beauty, your joy, your sorrow. I want your lust and your love. I want everything of you, I want to press against you until the space is no longer there. I want to have met you before my father married me to Elia. How could I go back to a candle when I've been touched by fire?

[iron_beneath_beauty]

[He had a way with words, something she knew long before they spoke. He was a poet, a singer. He had managed to move her to tears the night before. Now he left her blushing, her heart racing in her chest.

Despite her reason and sense, she was swept away by the romanticism and the softness he offered her. Robert claimed to love her, but he never sought to prove it. A man could not change his nature, as she had told Ned before. She did not love or trust Robert.

She could love Rhaegar, away from the eyes of the court and her family's discontent. She had wanted freedom, adventure. She could have it, so long as she was willing to reach out and take it. It wasn't about strength, she had that aplenty, but desire...she wasn't certain yet.]

Show me then. [She pulled out of his arms again, this time creating more space between them. Firm in her decision to stand on her own two feet.] Prove it.

[princeofsummerhall]

[Rhaegar's eyes lit up with the challenge but he shook his head.]

Not here, my lady. I won't take the maidenhead of a highborn girl in the middle of the woods. I'll crown you the queen of my heart in front of everyone. I'll take you to Dragonstone and make your body sing until you want to weep. I'll be good to you, Lyanna, and I'll prove it.

[He offered his hand.] Come, we have to go back. I will keep your secret, Ser Lyanna of the Laughing Tree.

[iron_beneath_beauty]

[She herself sigh with relief, granted a small reprieve to think and sort what she wanted. She could surround herself with her family, draw away from the magic of the forest. Away from the beauty of his words.

She was careful to remove the last of her armor along the way, hiding it carefully when she returned to the camp. It wasn't the knight that she thought of, the persona she had taken on. It was the challenge put forth for Rhaegar. How would he fulfill it and when?

She would have to wait and see.]