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Welcome to Medietas! Do you have an interest in joining the game? Is there an old muse that you want to dust off? Or, perhaps you're 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! 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. 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 and do!

2. Islands: There is definitely some weirdness going on around the islands from the sidewalks that glow to the mysterious energy that doesn't seem to have any direct source. There are statues that hum softly and seem to grow every so often. And what is with these bridges? Go forth and investigate! Puzzles are FUN!

3. PARTY: Every month or so there's always a celebration somewhere, be it on Mulciber, Imber, Mundus, or Eurus! Eat, drink, dance, talk among the other islanders. It's about making new friends and enjoying yourself, right? ~~Even if you have been stolen away from your homeworld to a bunch of floating islands~~.

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

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You can get the lay of the land later, you know. [He sounds fond. Of course Gil is thinking about his business, that's what he does.]

I don't think the land's going anywhere.

Well, I've little else to do for now, so you, my dear Vax'ildan, can either come escort me or turn that worried face another direction.

If you'd told me where you were, I'd be there already. My heels are ready to click.

...Hm. Well, that's not so easy. Does it help if I do this?

[He turns the camera away, slowly panning it over his surroundings. He knows where he is well enough to get back to his house, but not enough to direct someone to him, so he's hoping Vax might recognize what he can see.]

I know that spot, I'll be right there.

[He clicks his heels and sets off- he'll be appearing at Shaun's side about ten minutes later.]

Shaun wasn't sure if he had seen Vax under the effects of haste before. He'd seen it on others here and there, but it was strange on someone he knew well.

"You didn't need to waste those on me, you know," he commented as Vax approached. "I hardly need to tell you, you can only use them once a day."

"I know what I'm doing, Gilmore." He paused to reflect on that as the haste wore off, then added, "At least forty percent of the time. Anyway, there's not much danger here. It's been tediously calm since Pike and Vex and I got here."

"Indeed. I've hardly seen any flying lizards at all," he commented, with his patented Gilmore nothing-bothers-me smirk. "How long have you been here?"

"A month or so? And yes, the lack of dragons has been incredibly restful. Hardly anyone's been on fire." At least that he's seen. Then he remembers something. "This might seem like an odd question, but what's the last thing you remember?"

Gilmore didn't seem to think the question was odd, at least not immediately. "You and the rest of Vox Machina had just left Whitestone, heading for Fort Daxio, I believe. Why do you ask?"

"Well, the last thing I remember is the night we returned to Whitestone from Vasselheim, the trip we made so I could visit Raven's Crest." Which is the most diplomatic way he can think of saying that it was the night where a demon posing as Gilmore nearly killed him. "It likes to get time periods all mixed up- Percy's from before I am, Pike and Vex are from after, and it sounds like you are too. I haven't heard the ladies mention Fort Daxio."

It was also the night when Gilmore was attacked by his own assassin, and the night when Vax had first grown his new wings. With a little help from Gilmore himself.

Normally, he wouldn't miss a beat, but he was exhausted, and there was a flicker on his face, emotions too conflicted and too quickly passing to be read with any clarity. It was also the night when Gilmore had managed to build these walls, put up the boundaries that he knew needed to be there. Vax had another love, one he'd chosen over Gilmore, and now here he was, racing to Gilmore's side at the slightest provocation and using magic to get here even faster. Self-sacrificing bastard. Gilmore felt himself fall a little more depressingly in love with him.

"Curious," was all he said. "Some sort of time magic, it seems, then. As well as whatever else may be going on. I remember the night you speak of, it was..." He thought for a moment. "Well, before you went to Ank'Harel, so perhaps a couple of weeks ago?"

"That seems like such a short time, but I've gotten the sense a lot has happened." He catches the emotions flickering across Gilmore's face, but it's not like the man is easy to read, even when he's tired. He isn't sure what to make of it. "You know if you need anything, you can ask me? I don't know for certain what's happened, but I know you look like a particularly fantastic wrung out dish cloth right now. You don't have to try and be strong for me."

Gilmore felt the words pierce straight through to his heart, like any dagger or arrow that someone might wield. The walls he'd so struggled to build were obviously useless, and it was frustrating.

This time, though, he was ready, and his smile was perfectly in place, if still a little exhausted. "Now now, Vax'ildan, haven't you learned anything from me?" He leaned in, like he was telling Vax a secret. "Presentation is everything."

"Shaun..." Vax wasn't frustrated with Gilmore's refusal to lower his barriers- he should have known better than to expect it. He'd been the one to, well, end whatever they had going on. But they were still friends, or so he hoped. It just bruised a little, and he wasn't as skilled at covering up his feelings. Time to just move on, then, though a Gilmore six inches away from him was a very distracting one. "How much of the market are you planning to look at before you go home and take a nap? Any particular direction you were walking?"

Gilmore could read the disappointment in Vax's tone, and there was something a little hard in his gaze as he glanced at Vax, then looked away, a little moment of something he couldn't seem to hide. You chose this, he wasn't saying. You don't get to be sad about it now.

"I told you, I'll sleep when I'm sleepy," he said with a chuckle, as breezy and unruffled as ever. "I don't know what you think is happening, my dear Vax, but I'm hardly going to keel over where I stand. I thought I'd explore until dinnertime, then eat something. Perhaps seek out a library or bookstore before heading back home."

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If only it was that easy. Vax tried to keep his feelings tidy by walking away from them, but they had a tendency to keep following him, sneaking up on him at the worst of times to stab him in the kidneys.

But if Gilmore didn't want to talk about it, they wouldn't talk about it. They could keep walking. "You know, I haven't found either of those. I found a game store, but that's about the closest I've found to books."

Well, he could either act on them or he could keep them the hell out of Gilmore's sight. Gilmore might be far too soft for his own good, but he was not a man to be jerked around. He wasn't going to let Vax make him feel guilty and responsible for a choice Vax had made.

"Is that so? How curious. It's possible you haven't looked hard enough," he pointed out with a raised eyebrow. He didn't know how invested Vax really might have been in finding a place with books.

Vax wasn't trying to do that. He was trying to... be a friend. That was how friends cared about each other, wasn't it?

"That's probably true." Vax wasn't overly invested in books and though he had a general map of the islands in his head, he hadn't investigated each and every shop. "What are you hoping to find at the bookstore?"

Throwing everything to the wayside at the first opportunity to throw yourself on a sword for someone? Rushing to their side immediately to fuss like a mother hen? No. That wasn't how 'just friends' cared for each other.

"That's a good question," he said, considering it. "History, to begin with. Arcana, or anything I can find about the magic here. It's not like the magic we know, that's pretty clear, and I'd like to know something about it before I try to use any of my own magic."

"I don't know how much luck you'll have with that. They are pre-tty cagey with their information- I tried checking out that big castle and got nowhere." Which disgruntled him thoroughly. He'd tried a few ways to sneak in- without telling anyone, of course- and gotten turned back at every attempt.

"There may be a difference between looking for a book and trying to sneak into a castle, my friend," Gilmore pointed out, unable to help grinning. He knew Vax, and didn't buy for a second that he'd just sauntered up like a normal person and asked questions.

"Who said I snuck?" Vax's voice was mock-offended. Though of course he'd tried sneaking, just... not well enough, it seemed. "But I suppose you could be right."

Vax's mock-offendedness was met with only an unimpressed look. Honey, please, that look said.

"So they do have a castle. Are we ruled by a king and queen, then?" he asked. Gilmore, after all, had experience dealing with rulers. He didn't think he'd find anything in the castle that Vax didn't, nor did he assume they'd be interested in some random newcomer, but at this point, everything was information that might be valuable later.

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"No idea. Like I said, they don't spread information around. I haven't been here long enough to hear from any kind of ruler." And sure, you could go for a while without a proclamation from a government, but for things to be this unclear is a little strange.

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