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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, Eurus, and now Nidus! 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 home world to a bunch of floating islands.

4. Trouble!: All is quiet and calm when suddenly the warning signals across each of the islands sound. Not long after, or, at least only long enough to get prepared, a large hydra creature crawling out of the lake on Imber. Do what you can to help remove this threat before it gets to any of the other islands!

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

Comments

[platetectonics]

[A deeply inelegant snort] Not gonna do me much good. You said this thing is a...phone?

[sonofacesius]

Yeah. That's what it's called.

[platetectonics]

Okay. Phone for talking to people. Gonna remember that.

[sonofacesius]

[Will gave her a small, friendly laugh]

Right. Come by the clinic if you need help. I'd be happy to show you.

[platetectonics]

Uhm. Okay. Where would that be?

[sonofacesius]

It's on the big island where you started out. Head right, it's by the Frozen Lick. It's a big one story building. Says Clinic on it. You can't miss it.

[platetectonics]

[She gives the phone an exasperated look] I can't read signs. I'm blind.

[sonofacesius]

Oh, well then.

[Will paused, trying to figure out how to give directions to someone who couldn't see. He'd never really though about it before.]

Do you know where you are now?

[tript]

He shrugged. And then winced. He was just as much of an open book himself, but didn't mind at all.

"I'm sure I could find a way out of a drain if I had to." The fact that he'd needed help to get away from a statue was not the point. "But I definitely need keeping an eye on. Ask anyone back home and they'll tell you the same thing."

[element_wizard]

"Oh, sure. Love that time period for the most part. The air quality tends to make me... uncomfortable, but I love the pop culture stuff," Alec said, "Though I grew up in a society more like the Edwardian era."

[platetectonics]

Some island thing. Where the boat left off.

[sonofacesius]

Alright, there's a road near you, go straight for 3 blocks.

[Will paused, counting in his head]

Then take a right, head down there for 4 blocks. The clinic should be there.

I think. When you start to smell sugar and candy you're getting close.

[platetectonics]

Alright fine. I'll figure it out.

[democratically]

"Mm. Maybe we should see whether we can find someone from your world. I already have a full time job," Padmé mused gently, although there was a gentleness to her voice. It was a light banter as Padmé turned them up the stairs to the clinic. "Although I suppose we should see how bad the damage is before you do go off gallivanting across the country side."

[thescoundrel]

Often, the difference between surviving and dying a painfully horrible death was simply known what to pay attention to, and so, Lyndon did his best to ignore all the flashing lights or whatever it was his new and very useful companion was throwing around and just focus on shooting the beast until it stopped moving. It seemed like a much healthier choice in life, anyway.

He didn't bother responding to the...whatever it was he'd become until the great beast was well and truly dead. He finally lowered his crossbow, but didn't ling it back over his shoulder just yet. It wouldn't be the first time something dead had gotten back up, after all.

"For now, but keep an eye on that one. It might just be playing dead." Curiosity burned through his mind, but logic told the rogue he didn't want to ask how the younger man had done all he'd done. Some things were best left to mystery, and the less Lyndon knew about a power like that, the less likely the man's enemies could come looking for him, if they existed at all. Logic also told him it was impossible he didn't have enemies with powers like that.

He made a motion of a mock salute with his free hand. "I appreciate the assist, though."

[thescoundrel]

"Brandon of House Stark." He repeated the words, his tone of voice carefully crafted to sound as though he were simply committing it to memory rather than testing the sound of it. Nobility, then, but displaced just as Lyndon himself was. It was highly unlikely there would be a reward here for his return or anything like that, but the treasure-wary rogue wouldn't discredit the scarce possibility. He'd never keep a hostage, even thieves had to have lines they were unwilling to cross, but if he had family here willing to pay for the safe return of their young Lord, why, who was Lyndon to argue with their generosity?

He inclined his head at Bran's question in confirmation. "So it would seem. I've learned a few things today already. Ships can fly, chairs can roll," his eyes moved to Bran's wheelchair, then back to the boy's face, "and islands can float." He smirked, then allowed his dark eyes to return to the chair. "It can roll, can't it?"

[thescoundrel]

Lyndon hazarded a glance in her direction as he came down hard at his side and he risked, without thinking too much on it, chancing a reach into his hip bag, pulling a vial of glowing red liquid from it's depths. The small bottle was roughly the size of one's palm, and the liquid within swirled and glittered with internal light. He held the bottle out to the down to the girl earnestly.

"Here. Drink this. It'll make you feel better, at least until the nasty one stops moving." He didn't wait for a response.

While no mage by any means, even the least sensitive to the flows of magic were capable of mustering a minor trick or two, and that's what Lyndon did, willing the wisps of arcane energy flowing from the waters of the lake into a shroud of shadow, shifting him for a few seconds into imperceptibility. As the world swirled around him through the arcane screen, he moved to the other side of the creature, effectively moving to flank it, and chambered three bolts into the specialized chamber of his crossbow as he did so. The next motion came as the arcane field he'd summoned faded, bringing the world rushing back to his senses in full color. He loosed a bolt at the three nearest eyes of the three nearest heads in rapid succession.

"Ha! And then there were four! Your move, miss!"

[last_decade]

"Playing dead before it slinks off or something," grumbled Tsukasa, jogging over to his side. He gave a salute with the giant oversized hand and nodded.

"At the very least, if it gets up, we can knock it down again." he added quickly.

The hydra didn't seem to want to get up at least, and Lyndon didn't look like a guy to let his guard down. "Decade, by the way," said Tsukasa. "Kamen Rider Decade."

[tript]

"I've had worse," he said lightly. After all, he'd been able to walk to the clinic and up the stairs, and check himself in. Any scrape you can walk away from must be a good one. Not to mention that silver lining that no one was trying to kill him.

"I don't think there is anyone," he said, once they'd found seats in the waiting room. But he didn't sounds upset about it. "I don't know if I'd wish any of them here."

[tryingtobe]

Marie took the bottle and drank it's contents quickly. Hindsight, trusting a strange was foolish but there was no way that she'd be able to help him while hurt. She quickly felt her fatigue and ache in her limbs fade as she stood to face the creature.

She tried to move as he did however he was much faster than she was. Her daggers flicked in her palms and as she stepped forward she flung one at the head that was turning to attack Lyndon. The blade sank into it's eye, similarly to Lyndon's crossbow causing the head to shiver and fall to the ground.

With only one dagger Marie used both of her hands pour strength into her strike as another head darted in her direction. She moved quickly, using the part of her that was inhuman to dodge and land on the head that had been attacking her. Her blade sank into it's skull, positioned directly between the eyes. Her attention remained on the last head while she held onto the hilt of her blade.

She didn't much care about the daggers, they could always be replaced but her vantage point was much better from the sky as the head she was on continued to thrash around, it's death a lot slower than the others.

[notsogroovy]

Raven sighed. Of course. Not that there'd been much to go home to. A renewed life with Charles, maybe, but... "I suppose it wasn't my fate to be a teacher after all." She eyed the child on Erik's chest. She wasn't being a babysitter, either.

She offered him a wry smile. "Every time I run into you, my life gets that much more interesting. Running away with you, trying to shoot me, and then mutant gods. Now flying cities? What's next, Erik?"

Not that any but the first part was really his fault. Well, and the shooting.

[notsogroovy]

Good. I'm glad.

[It was easier to use this device than talking to him directly. She hadn't been anything but brusque with him or given him any reason to assume that their similarities were anything but a twist of genetics. After all, she and Hank were both blue. But she wasn't sure how long she could keep it up if they were face-to-face.]

[notsogroovy]

...are you SURE you've never heard of Xavier's? Because that sounds a lot like where I'm from. Up to and including the place where the government has taken people away.

[Even if it wasn't quite the government and was more an independent scientist who was working to get a contract with the government. There was that one time Stryker kidnapped them.]

[blueeyesbond]

It's... a city that's just called City? [Weird, but okay.]

Never heard of a place like that. I don't know what you mean by the Dimension or Riding Duels either.

[blueeyesbond]

[Mokuba grins.] Yeah, I didn't believe them either.

Did you... show up like that [He gestures towards his snake body] or did that happen to you while you were there?