medietas_ooc

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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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He looks a bit startled when someone addresses him, and even more startled when she knows who he is. He recognizes her from HYDRA files, but since she was never a target, he doesn't know anything else about her.

"My help?" Now he's confused. He doesn't know any more about this situation than she does. He just got here. "Why do you need my help?"

Wanda frowned, she'd been sure that he might have known what was going on. She turned her shoulders to face him, stopping in the middle of the walk way.

"What's the last thing you remember?" She'd been in her room and then she'd been waking up here. She didn't remember how she got here. She didn't think she was asleep, she'd been watching the news waiting for word on what happened with everyone.

He shoves his hands into his pockets, like maybe that can make him less visible, with his arm glinting in the sunlight. "Crashing into the river. With Steve. We were..." Maybe that's not the important part. "Then I woke up on a boat and I was here."

Wanda's brow furrows. She doesn't remember Steve recently crashing into a river but then he'd been at the accords and after that... who knows where.

"When did that happen?" She didn't think he'd really give her an answer that she could work with but she felt as if she was groping the open air for both answers and questions. She'd been hiding from the world and she suddenly felt like there was nowhere for her to hide.

How far from home was she?

"After I was arrested for a crime I didn't commit." That's not likely to be helpful to Wanda, but she had asked.

But at least here maybe no one will know what he's accused of doing. He can hope.

"I'm not sure 'arrested' is the right word for it."

Wanda shook her head. "I don't understand."

She wanted to but there were to many thoughts warring in her head. She placed her fingers on her forehead and forced on breathing. "You don't know how we got here then." It was a statement, not a question.

She looked up at him again. "Have you seen anyone else? Steve?"

"Well it's not like they called the regular police and put me in a cell with metal bars on it." He's actually probably lucky that they didn't manage to kill him in the process.

But that may not be what she doesn't understand.

"I haven't seen anyone but you. Is Steve here?"

She shook her head. "I don't know and that isn't what I meant." Her voice was tense and a little nervous if it had been someone else she might have tried to hide it but she felt as if Bucky didn't really care about her mental state. There was no point of hiding her concern from him.

"I haven't seen anyone else yet. I sent out a message but I'm waiting for the response."

Her mental state matches his, as best he can tell, so there will be no judging from him on that fact.

"Maybe while we're waiting, you could tell me who you are."

Of course he didn't know her. They'd never met formally before now. "Sorry. Wanda Maximoff." She paused wondering how much she should tell him. It wasn't like her past was a secret. "I was... with Hydra before joining the Avengers."

She didn't know if she should just tell him about her powers. She never talked about the tests and she honestly had no words for it.

The name is familiar, too, as one he'd heard tossed around by members of HYDRA. And now he knows why.

"With HYDRA. Yeah. I don't have to imagine what that's like." She must know that, seeing as she knows who he is.

Wanda lifted her shoulders in a shrug while exhaling a puff of air. She was tired of the feelings raging inside of her and she wished she could find a way to distated herself. "I know." Her arms crossed over her chest, her thin fingers curling around the long sleeves of her shirt.

"Where were you headed?" She looked up at him, her eyes alight with hope. She hated feeling alone. Ambient time always pulled her thoughts towards her brother and the part of herself that died with him.

So much contained in those two words. So much that doesn't need to be said, because they understand it, and there aren't many who can say that they do. He appreciates that someone can though.

"I'm not sure. I just started sort of...heading."

Wanda looked down towards her feet. She'd been taken from home and realized that she hadn't had her boots on at the time. A frown pulled at her lips before her chin tilted back up towards Bucky.

"Me too." She didn't know where to go or what to do. Her thin fingers slipped into her pocket and pulled the small phone that had been given to them. She glanced up at Bucky a second time, showing him what she was doing. "Do you think it's safe?" She asked in a curious tone before turning it on and looking through it.

"There isn't much on here but they've assigned us a place to live." The news makes her frown. "That sounds..." It sounded precarious.

He shrugs. Everyone here seems to have gotten one, so if it's not safe, then none of them are. He waits while she scrolls through it.

"Like they knew we were coming." That's how it sounds. He's not sure he'd call that a good thing. One ominous feeling replaced with another, that's his life right now.

The nervous feeling in Wanda's stomach twists uncomfortably. She looked back up at Bucky hoping that he didn't just dash off and leave her here.

"Should we check it out?"

He doesn't know any more about what's going on than she does, and he's only worried about checking out any of it alone if it puts him back in the hands of HYDRA, but it makes sense to him that if they work together on this, they'll maybe figure it all out faster.

"I think we should."

She held up her phone. "We'll go to mine." She didn't expect him to pull out his phone or be comfortable using it so she turned and began to lead them to her supposed new home.

"What do you think we'll find there?"

He picked up a few things about the advances in technology after HYDRA was defeated and his mind was his own again, but since he hadn't had anyone to show him, and he'd been trying to keep a low profile both to try and figure out who he is and to keep from being found by those who would still want to use him as a weapon, there are still a lot of things he doesn't know. So he'll leave that part up to her for now.

"Hopefully just a house."

Wanda hoped so too though she likely doubted it. The walk was nice and, much like Bucky, Wanda found herself casing the area. Her dark eyes occasionally flick back to Bucky though she didn't speak again until they reached the rainbow bridge leading to their destination.

She paused and looked at it curiously. "Is it magic?" She had no idea what else to call it but perhaps Bucky wouldn't be alarmed by the shimmering bridge.

"I don't know." He warily eyes the people who are crossing it. "It doesn't seem dangerous though." Since it doesn't seem to have thrown anyone off of it or anything. "I think it's just a way of getting from one island to another."

Wanda nodded and took a step across the bridge. It wasn't so bad though she was still a little unsettled by the unknown distance below them. One on the other side she pulled out her phone and checked the location of her home and the map.

"We're close." It looked as if the housing was close to the bridges. It was helpful though she wondered how large these islands really were. Her head turned back to look at Bucky. "Ready?"

He follows her onto the bridge, hands stuck in his pockets, although this doesn't do anything to hide his metal arm and he can't shake the feeling that everyone they pass by is staring at it. He'll be glad when he can cover it again.

He nods at her question. "Ready."

Wanda glanced down at her phone and when she was sure that the address was correct she stepped forward. She waved at Bucky to check the back of the house as a fine red mist gathered in her palm. She didn't think there was a threat but she was going to be prepared. She stepped up to the door and pushed it open to find no one inside. What she did find surprised her.

She walked over to the couch and the purple blanket draped across from it. She sat in silence waiting for Bucky to find his way to the same room before she spoke.

"This is from my room." There was a guitar as well as pictures of her brother and family, all of whom are dead.

He goes around back when she waves him back there, his operative senses running on high. Peeking in the window tells him that no one is inside, and there's nothing suspicious that he can see either. He steps through the back door and into the house, coming to join her in the living room.

"That's strange." He looks around the room at the items there. It already looks personal, lived in. "I wonder if it's the same way for everyone."

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