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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?
4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!
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He knew he needed to go visit her. Besides, Andros might be able to help her get released. She had attacked him after all. He really wanted to see her, but not she was still angry at him. Of course she was still angry at him. It was his sister. No matter what she called herself, she held grudges.
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"Jail?" Not that she probably didn't deserve it, if she was Astronema. But the fact that he brought it up obviously meant something. She walked back over to him and reached out to rest a hand on his bicep with a gentle squeeze. "What happened here, Andros?"
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"We were having an argument. I pushed her and she wasn't ready. She.....doesn't consider me family." Sadly, that was the most painful part to admit. After all they'd been through, Astronema had been taken from a time before, when she wasn't sure who she was, when the Dark Fortress was really all she knew. "She told me she Ecliptor was. I got angry. I told her he was dead. And then, she killed me."
He knew his sister was capable of murder. She'd tried to do kill him multiple times. but actual murder? When she wasn't being cybernetically controlled? All the other times it was by proxy. Death by monster wasn't the same as hitting someone with a chair until they couldn't move and then cutting someone with a piece of glass.
"She was so angry, Ashley. She just got cold. I was afraid I might hurt her if I morphed." He couldn't do that again.
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The revelation that he was killed was a little startling. She'd gotten some basic information on the place they were now trapped in, but the thought that someone who was killed could still be walking around... It's hard to swallow.
"I know this might not be what you want to hear, but she probably needs time, like before. You got through to her once, I think you can again. Even if... she killed you." Astronema had likely killed before, after all.
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Ashley hadn't been the only one to point out to him that he probably needed to give her some time and space. He hated it, but they were right. She needed to think, figure out who she was and what she wanted, especially here on this foreign place.
"....I know." Andros moved his thumbs against her hands, tracing gently. "I hate it, but I know." He let his forehead rest against her own.