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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!

Comments

[invadersname]

To say Breha Solo, or Kylo Ren as she went by these days, was unhappy, would have been a vast understatement. She was scowling, her black robes fluttering around her as she went hunting for answers.

She had fallen asleep in hyperspace on her Command Shuttle, and awoken displaced. Since she had been alone in the cockpit, she wasn't even wearing her helmet. If this was a Force vision she was unamused, and if it was real she would be happy to Force choke some respect into her kidnappers. Kidnapping her was one thing, but kidnapping her and just dumping her on some random world? What little good humor she possessed didn't suffice for that.

The woman yelling at her came as a surprise, people simply did not yell at Kylo Ren. She yelled at other people. She stopped abruptly, and sized up the younger woman, dressed finely and impractically. "You barked?"

[artis]

Princess. Meet Princess.

"I called your attention. There's a difference," she responded easily. "What place is this? What sorcerer had called me forth onto this land? What magic is at work here?" she demanded, looking at her in the eyes unabashedly. She had to get used to it, as she would be queen some day. Artis all but stuck her chin up at the other woman.

[invadersname]

Questions, so many questions, and this princess wasn't very good at listening to others. Yet this woman seemed as confused and curious as herself. There might be some wisdom to not completely alienating her.

Nevertheless, her black eyes narrowed when Artis' chin went up. She wouldn't let herself be ordered around by some backwater world's high-born brat. "I have no answers. I'm trying to find some myself. How long have you been here? And do you remember anything about how you got here?" She'd started out in a pleasant enough tone, but as she went her voice become sharper and more demanding.

[artis]

"I had just left audience with the King of Camelot and woke up on the boat that is docked in the harbor here. And I have not been here that long. What of you? What is your name? Where are you from? Do you know the sorcerer in charge?" she demanded.

[invadersname]

So many questions. So many annoying questions, at that. Would a tiny little Force Choke truly be undeserved? "No, I don't, or I wouldn't be searching for answers, would I?" she ground out between clenched teeth. Or talking to annoying people brimming with annoying questions.

She drew herself to her full height, and tried to stare her down. "I'm Kylo Ren, and I was on my ship in the Outer Rim. You haven't given me a name yet. I have never heard of Camelot, either." Her lips pursed in faint disdain. "But that's not surprising, there are so many insignificant worlds out there."

[artis]

Something about the woman that reminded her a bit of Morgana. Artis didn't back down, even when the other drew herself to full height. Her ice blue gaze stared right back, defiant and unwilling to break away. She didn't understand half of what the other was saying. Outer Rim of what?

"Artis, Crown Princess of Camelot. Ship, then you are a sailor, are you not?"

[invadersname]

"A sailor?" she echoed blankly. It took her long moments to figure out where she had heard the term before, and then snorted. "I wasn't speaking of a water ship," how frivolous, who even bothered with these anymore. "I was speaking of my space ship. Travelling the hyperspace lanes in the Outer Rim." She waited expectantly for it to click.

And maybe figuring out that the lady in black was dangerous would click as well. What was the point of wearing an intimidating black robe if people didn't even care?

[artis]

Not dangerous to Artis. Not in the least. She stood her ground.

"Then what sort of ship travels through a space if not a water ship?" she asked, having no concept of outer space travel. She was formidable herself, in her finery and in her glory. All that was missing was a sword by her side, ready to take up in a fight.

[invadersname]

She did have the look of someone ready to do battle at a moment's notice and that was the only reason Breha didn't laugh in her face. "You don't know about space travel." She sized her up like the curiosity she was. "I have never met someone from such a backward world."

And then the implication hit. "Is everyone here as advanced as you?!" She would be stuck.