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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]

Which is not my doing. I've been living in Poland for the last ten years.

[electro_kinetic]

Where did these Sentinels come from? Do you know the man who came up with them? [ It's lucky for her that Noriko doesn't know what happened to the one she dispatched; as far as she knew it was just gone. Sending something backwards in time, which she knows as strictly linear and forward-moving only, is not a property of massive electrical current. ]

[frankensteinian]

I don't know where yours came from, but the ones that we were dealing with were invented by a man named Bolivar Trask.

[electro_kinetic]

[ She shakes her head. ] Ours were created by Sebastian Shaw for a government project. We must have split further back than that.

[frankensteinian]

Sebastian Shaw.

[The images are back this time, worse than before, and with them the pain. The emotional pain of his mother being shot right in front of him. The physical pain of endless tests and experiments. The anger and grief that had propelled his nearly twenty-year quest for vengeance.]

He was a mutant. He tried to start a nuclear war.

[electro_kinetic]

Well, yes he's a mutant, and a general asshole, but I don't remember him ever trying to start an outright war.

[frankensteinian]

The nuclear weapons in Cuba, that was him. And the Russians. He almost started a war.

[electro_kinetic]

What nuclear weapons in Cuba? There haven't been any in fifty years.

[frankensteinian]

The Cuban Missile Crisis? He was behind that.

[electro_kinetic]

I don't know that he's that old. He seems pretty...healthy for someone that'd have to be at least seventy. Or he can also regenerate, which would be incredibly difficult to deal with.

[frankensteinian]

He could absorb energy. He used that ability to, among other things, keep himself from aging. He was no older the last time I saw him than he was the first time I met him.

[electro_kinetic]

...Why do you keep saying was? He's not dead yet.

[frankensteinian]

Yes, he is. He's been dead for twenty years.

[electro_kinetic]

No, he's still very much alive. He's part of the Hellfire Club.

[frankensteinian]

No he's not. I killed him myself.

[electro_kinetic]

Not where I'm from you didn't.

[frankensteinian]

And where I'm from, I'm not the reason the Sentinels exist.

[electro_kinetic]

So we're from two different places.

[ ...Wait. Hold up. ] ...Why did you kill him? Was jail not good enough for you?

[frankensteinian]

It's personal. [He doesn't really want to talk about it. Charles thinks he knows, but he doesn't.]

I didn't go to jail for killing him.

[electro_kinetic]

Everything's personal with us.

I meant jail for him, dude, not you.

[frankensteinian]

More personal.

[And he still doesn't want to talk about it.]

No. Jail was not good enough for him.

[electro_kinetic]

[ This is where the serious eyeballing starts. ] That's an awful lot of stone-throwing you're doing there, man. And for someone who is not lily-white by reputation.

[frankensteinian]

[Fine. But don't say he didn't warn you.]He shot my mother in front of me. He was trying to get my powers to show themselves. Once they did, he conducted experiments to see what else he could learn.

[electro_kinetic]

...And that sucks. Genuinely. But as horrible as the things he did were, does that give you the right to kill him? Does that not take away the retribution for everyone else?

[frankensteinian]

So I should have left him alive so that everyone else could...do what? He's dead. How is that not retribution?