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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

[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."

[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."

[thescoundrel]

Lyndon didn't pull his eyes from the hydra for a moment, and disappointment slowly shrouded his features. All that work, and not a gold coin or jewel in sight. Ah, well. There was always next time. Didn't this strange little man say this wasn't the first hydra to haul itself from the lake? Surely one of them-

-but that train of thought could wait. He looked to the squat, oddly dressed little fellow, and nodded, a wry smile spreading across his lips.

"Indeed we shall, Decade. My name is Lyndon, and maybe next time, it'll drop some treasure like a proper monster."

[last_decade]

"I'm used to monsters exploding into a giant fireball when defeated," said Decade, fumbling with his belt and opening it. The squat form dissolved into a taller man in pink and black with a large X across his chest before his form blurred once more, into a Japanese man dressed casually.

"Considering it hasn't done either, I'm guessing this is a local monster, and not one native to either of our Worlds."

[thescoundrel]

Decade's description should, Lyndon figured, invoke shock, awe, or some exaggerated form of wonder. The thief realized that, but for all the wandering he'd done, and all the helping of a certain Crusader against hordes of demons, he couldn't say he was surprised. What circus had his life become?

"Demons then? They really like to explode." He shook his head. Of course it was demons. He glanced at the cooling corpse of the hydra and finally shouldered his crossbow. "Thanks the gods for that. Imagine the mess!" He grinned at his own joke. "For which we could not, of course, be held responsible. We did save several scantily clad women from certain doom, after all."

[last_decade]

"Orphnochs, Undead, Imagin, all could be classified as demons eventually. The last batch are actually Game Viruses, but I don't know if you know about them." said Tsukasa with a shake of his head.

Tsukasa grinned as well. "Only the most appropriate thing to do after all. Right?"

[thescoundrel]

"They all sound terribly nasty and in need of a good killing, and if there's money to be had, count me in."

Lyndon inclined his head in agreement. "Naturally. Cheers my new, squat little friend. I have much more beautiful things to lay my eyes upon."