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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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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Jo isn't sure what she was expecting after the name left her mouth too suddenly, but maybe it wasn't this.

Maybe it wasn't suddenly being swallowed in a hug. Maybe it wasn't that her brain was trying to process all the meetings in Shatter, knives and holy water, wary distances with a million questions because of eternal dividing lines, that wore away slower than northern thaw, but went all the same, getting smashed with the thought that he smells right. That dusty, almost trucker, junkyard lot, hunter that hasn't slept for a week, thing.

The one that crawls up into her throat and jabs dozens of needles into the back of her eyes, making her teeth trembled and her fists ball in his shirt for she doesn't even know how long before she notices it. Maybe only a second, or two, before she's trying to stop. Maybe she can't remember the last time. Before the mission, and the door, and hell, and Shatter. None of them were there. Sure, the boys. But none of her people before. Not any of the dozens and hundreds. Not except that day. That day. Mowing them all down on the steps of the RoadHouse. Blood and bodies left everywhere.

It's the wrong smash of best and worst, when she's pulling back, swallowing down a lump that feels at least as big as her own body.

"Me?" Her voice is thin, almost cracked, and she tries to force it to her will. To roll over the steamroller rolling over her.
"That's you, old man. I've been here for weeks already, waiting for someone come help take this all apart. You're late really."

TDM!

Re: Bobby Singer | SPN |New Arrival