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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!

Comments

[frankensteinian]

That you didn't show up at my house? It might have ended poorly if you had.

[protectsthosewithout]

I wasn't sure I was ready to see you quite honestly

[frankensteinian]

Is it always about you, Charles?

[protectsthosewithout]

Is that a joke? Are you being funny, because the honest answer is the only thing I have ever tried to do is help other and almost die 3 times at least trying, so no Erik it is most decidedly not about me.

[frankensteinian]

And you only come looking for me when you want to?

[protectsthosewithout]

I contacted you because Raven asked, and you were in pain. I did not know the consequences then.

[frankensteinian]

You didn't contact me. We haven't talked in years.

[protectsthosewithout]

Oh.... Erik. I'm afraid I don't know what to say to that

[frankensteinian]

There's nothing to say to it, Charles, because it's true.

[protectsthosewithout]

if only that were true old friend.We should meet?

[frankensteinian]

Will you listen if I say no?

[protectsthosewithout]

Of course.

[frankensteinian]

Only if you agree to stay out of my head.

[protectsthosewithout]

You have my word. Do you know where the pub is?

[frankensteinian]

I saw more than one on my way over here. Which one do you mean?

[protectsthosewithout]

I would rather not leave Imber until I get my bearings, so if you could come to me?

[frankensteinian]

Fine. I'll meet you at the pub there.

[protectsthosewithout]

[Charles took his time changing his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles in his dress shirt. Charles was always somehow fashionably late, usually because he was lost in a book or series of books, but this time, he needed the time, still recovering his energy. No, reading Erik wouldn't be a problem at all. He had restricted his own power use after arriving. He was conserving energy.

He wheeled into the pub, halting the chair. He would have to see about an electric chair just for the sake of his arms. ]

[frankensteinian]

[He at least was courteous enough to change out of his dirty, bloodstained clothes before going down to the pub. He even took the time to shave. He's going out in public, after all.

He's already at a table with a beer, watching as Charles comes inside.]

Do you need a hand?

[protectsthosewithout]

[Charles sighed softly. ]

If I say yes, wouldn't that be defeating the purpose? Also, I don't know how much metal is in this chair old friend.

[frankensteinian]

That depends on what your purpose is.

[He takes another sip as he eyes Charles' chair.] I don't need much. Those rims are more than enough.

[protectsthosewithout]

[Charles, by no means, looked his best, so his head dropped slightly in defeat, his head nodding ever so slightly. He could feel the metal in the chair even before Erik had moved it.]

Maybe I have no purpose?

[frankensteinian]

[He doesn't reply to that, just gestures with his hand and Charles' chair wheels over to the table.]

Are you trying a new look?

[protectsthosewithout]

[Charles laughed shaking his head. ]

If it were only that simple my friend. What's the last thing you remember?

[frankensteinian]

[His face grows darker, more closed off, and he tries to hide the shift behind another sip of his beer.]

I don't want to talk about the last thing I remember.