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Welcome to Medietas! Have an interest in joining the game? Maybe you have an old muse that you want to dust off? Or, maybe you're just looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting among friends? Well, whatever the reason, this is where you can do that!

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. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, now that you've arrived and wandered around the starter home you've been given, it's time to check out the rest of the islands. There's a market on Aerilon that is full of treasures. Or, you can check out Chapter Six bookstore. Perhaps you wander over to the Mean Princess facility on Mulciber. There is so much to see!

3. Event: Teams are being put together to venture out deep into the islands of Eurus and Mulciber to track and destroy a vicious beast who has been the reason for the disappearances of several island locals. Please help stop the creature before anyone else goes missing!

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

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1. The Arrival

[1000memories]

[Yuna has found herself accumulating to this new world and new experiance quite easily. A lot has happened and while she misses home she knows that Spira will be fine without her. It feels like, for the first time, everything's fallen into place. She misses those who are gone but she's accepted it and has chosen to never forget them.

Some people she wishes she could forget.

Her steps pause and her mismatched gaze turns to see Seymour rising above the shorter heads in the crowd. For a brief flicker of time she feels herself back in her old frame of mind and in her old position. Her throat dries but she shallows reminding herself sternly that he has no power over her here. She's stronger now, even without her friends beside her, she can stand and fight.

Though Yuna wishes she could unroot her feet from the ground.]

[sinsrequiem]

[While Seymour is no giant, he does tower above most. He gazes down at the people before him with a passive gaze devoid of any emotion as he passes through the crowd. Many are quick to step out of his path all except for one brunette who stares at him with something akin to fear in her eyes. She is familiar to Seymour, a familiar face that's been eternally etched within his memories.

For a moment, Seymour is actually clueless of the girl's origins. While she looks familiar to him, Seymour can't seem to place her anywhere. The spikeyness of her hair and oddity of her skimpy clothing throws him off a bit. However, it's the girl's bicolored eyes and familiar lips that alerts him of her identity.]

...Yuna. [His voice is quiet but tense. Death hasn't changed him.] My beloved wife.

[His lips curl into a smirk.]

[1000memories]

[Her brows furrow and her gaze steels against his words. They aren't married and she'd made sure that the records of the affair were lost when New Yevon was formed. A lot has changed since his timely death.]

I am not your wife.

[She replies in a surprisingly strong tone, the initial effect of seeing Seymour slowly fading with each passing second.]

I am the High Summoner who defeated Sin. For good.

[Yuna might as well tell him.]

[sinsrequiem]

[The woman's stern reply does nothing to erase the smirk upon his lips.

Their 'marriage' was just a sham to appease the desperate masses of Spira. He never truly loved her and probably never will. Yuna was nothing more than a pawn for his schemes, a pawn to be used. The people loved her for simply existing. She's the daughter of Lord Braska after all, the champion who used the Final Summon to bring the Calm. Her father's legacy carried her name and nothing else. Seymour had thought to use her fame and namesake to become the savior of their world but all hopes were dashed by this idiotic woman and her many guardians.

Mentioning such, he already noticed that she's alone here in this strange new realm. How peculiar. Whatever happened to that loudmouth boy? The vermin that clung to Yuna's boots doesn't seem to be near.

A pity.]

Ah, true. We never did consummate our union.

[His smirk widens briefly until the crass brunette dared to speak again. It's then that Seymour wears a more impassive expression.]

I beg your pardon? You did...what?

[1000memories]

[Yuna stands her ground as she looks up at him, her chin held high. For her, it's been years though it doesn't feel like it's been long enough.]

I defeated Sin and he isn't coming back. The final summoning is gone and the aeon's are finally able to sleep.

[She misses them, her friends, but they are finally able to rest.]

You cannot bring your cycle of death here.

[Yuna won't let him.]

[sinsrequiem]

[Silence is what greets her stern reply. Yuna said far too much yet explained too little as of how she managed to conquer Sin. Seymour simply stands there with his fingers elegantly entwined as he listens with the patience of a saint.

The woman before him now scarcely reminds him of the mild-mannered summoner he once knew. She is loud and gaudy, inelegant and impure. Everything about Yuna offends his sensibilities as he listens to her brag about her victory. To be honest, he's quite off put by her presence but her explanation baffles him.]

The legacy of your father is great but you mean to state you've surpassed even him and countless others?

[There's doubt lingering within his words but his expression remains impassive.]

Without Death there is no Life, Yuna.

[He sighs at her. Surely the so-called High Summoner knows this by now. He feels as if he's speaking with a mere child and not his equal.]

Death is merely the natural order of Life and nothing more. Death could've been our salvation but you sought another road, one that...wasn't an option for many who've came before you.

[There's more that he wishes to say but he doesn't. He has no interest in arguing.]

[1000memories]

No, I haven't surpassed him. I will always be my fathers daughter and I'm proud to have him as such.

[There will always be death, even without Sin, but now there is no fear against forces who only seek to kill. Now children have the chance to grow and people have the chance to fall in love. Death will come but it's the life people live before that which matters.]

He and so many others fought bravely. Their lives were given and it's because of them and all of my friends that we've stopped the cycle. Nothing that lasts can be accomplished alone. [She's nothing without her friends and even now they remain close to her heart.]

[sinsrequiem]

You're fortunate to have such admiration for your sire.

[The bitterness in his tone isn't truly meant for Yuna. It's meant for that bastard he stabbed in the back for the sake of wealth and fame. Seymour has no love for his father even now.]

The sacred bond between a father and their child is a noble thing to behold. I almost envy you.

[There's a slither of honesty in his words.]

Ah, yes. You do have many who you deem as friends by your side. Maybe your accomplishments belongs to them and your ability to befriend those like-minded to yourself.