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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

:: Laura Howlett :: X-Men :: Possible Spoilers ::

[thexlegacy]

:: Arrival ::

She'd finally found Eden but it had come at a heavy cost. Charles, James: They'd both fought hard for something intangible something that she too hoped to find; happiness. Laura didn't hope for anything close to normal but something new.

Her eyes snapped open and she quickly rolled to her feet, slinging her backpack protectively over her shoulder. Laura glared at those on the ship, her dark eyes piercing. There was blood on her clothing and hands but it didn't look like it was hers. She sidestepped as the boat docked and then took off at a quick run.

She didn't know where she was but she had to go back. She had to find the others.

:: Around ::

Laura screamed when she reached the edge of the island. There was no way off, no way back. Her thin frame fell to her knees as she looked over the edge, her fists punching into the hard rock. With each strike her knuckles blistered, bleed and healed.

"Llévame de vuelta. Llévame de vuelta! Llévame de vuelta! Llévame de vuelta" Her words were quick and panicked as she lashed out at the island that had decided to keep her hostage.

[frankensteinian]

It's the screaming that gets his attention. It would get anyone's attention, really, but it's not that far from him, and then it's followed by repeated words in Spanish, words that express what seems to be the opinion of just about everyone when they first arrive here.

He wouldn't bother if it weren't obviously a child doing the screaming, but a child in distress is something he can't ignore. Then as he gets closer, he notices that she's punching the rocks but sustaining no apparent injury. That's interesting.

He addresses her in Spanish, since that's the one language he knows she knows right now. "There is no getting back. At least not yet." He's not saying it in a cruel tone. Rather it comes across as a message from someone who understands completely the desire to be somewhere other than here.

[thexlegacy]

Laura punched the ground and then stopped. Her knuckles were stained with blood but as always she healed.

Her thin frame shook as his words pressed against her physice. There is no getting back. He couldn't know that, not unless they tried. They were finally going to be free and then... Laura gritted her teeth to try and stop the rage that filled her small frame.

"North Dakota." She looked back at Erik, her eyes looking more like an animal. "
regresa"

[frankensteinian]

He watches, again, as this happens, but still says nothing. It's not an ability that shows up very commonly. But he's not going to comment on it until he has more information.

"You're a long way from North Dakota." Or anywhere else familiar, seeing as she's from a world with North Dakota in it.

[thexlegacy]

Laura glared at him. He wasn't being very helpful and her frustration rose with every second of confusion and anger that twisted inside of her. There was so much rage for someone so young.

She then began to list the name of her friends but unlike when she'd been talking to her father she added his name to the list; James. There was no way of knowing who she was talking about but it was now someone else she wanted to get back to. Yes, he was gone but he wasn't here, the future she paid for with blood wasn't here.

[frankensteinian]

Glare at him all you want, Laura. He's used to it. He's also a master of anger, although he'd been older than she is when anger had first gotten its hold on him. He's not the one who can help her.

"Are you just going to keep beating those rocks up?"

[thexlegacy]

Laura didn't reply to him, not verbally. She ran at him and as she moved her claws extended. She screamed as she attack him, fueling the strike with all of her frustration and rage. Laura had no problems with killing, she understood that it was a burden but she'd do what it took to survive.

Right now Erik looked like her enemy, someone who would keep her here when all she wanted to do was go home.

[frankensteinian]

The trouble with someone coming at him with something metal is that he can quite easily stop them. He throws a hand up in the air and it's as if her claws have run into an invisible wall. He doesn't want to hurt her though, so he just leaves his hand raised, just in case.

"Just because you're not where you want to be, or with the people you want to find, doesn't mean there's no one here who can help you."

[thexlegacy]

Like her father, Laura body if filled with the metal that cut her knuckles. She felt the hard jolt of Erik's power and was stuck, growling and screaming angrily at him. She had no idea how he had stopped her, she only knew the mutants that were her friends and the two that still happened to be alive.

"Take me home!" She shouted and fought his grip. Laura will eventually tire herself out but she had a lot of energy for a young girl and right now she thought that Erik was somehow the reason why all of this was happening.

"What are you doing?" Laura asked in a growl as she fought the resistance of her fist. If she was closer she'd kick him but her legs were to short.

[frankensteinian]

"I'm trying to help you." He doesn't let up yet, because he recognizes the look on her face and knows that she won't stop, and if he lets her get anywhere near him, he'll end up hurt.

Charles is so much better at this.

"You won't be getting home for awhile. None of us will."

[thexlegacy]

One final push and the force of Laura's attack lessons. She bows her head, allowing her weight to fall forward. Her arms continued to be held up but the moment he released her she'd fall back down to the ground.

"Why?" Laura was very smart for an eleven year old but she didn't understand it. They were finally free.

"Eden..."

[frankensteinian]

He doesn't want to hurt her, even by letting go of her, so he gently lowers her arms until he's not holding her up anymore. "I don't know why. No one knows why we were brought here or why we haven't been allowed to leave."

That's a strange word. He knows what it means, of course (how could he not, after all?), but he doesn't understand it in the context of this conversation. "Eden?"

[thexlegacy]

Laura felt her arm drop down to her side while her claws slowly retracted. She felt trapped but she wasn't cuffed or chained down like she had been in the past.

"We were all going to find Eden." Her voice sounded small, more like a child's. She began listing the names of her friends but this time she added her fathers name.

Re: :: Laura Howlett :: X-Men :: Possible Spoilers ::

[ms_perfection]

"Whoa, whoa, calm down!" Exclaimed a voice from above. Standing there, was a girl dressed in red and blue, with a yellow lightning bolt splashed across the front. She was sitting at the top of the rock face, a worried expression on her face.

"You're going to hurt yourself," said Ms Marvel, a look of concern on her face. "And screaming into the abyss isn't going to help: believe me I've done it already."

[thexlegacy]

Laura looked up at the girl and growled. It was her first reaction when being told not to do what she'd been doing.

She didn't speak but she stopped hitting the ground and sat back to look at the shifting clouds beneath them. Her knuckles rested on her knees, covered in blood but without a scratch on them.

"Qué deseas." She spoke in a very soft voice, her words sharp.

[ms_perfection]

"Hey, whoa, I'm just saying. And uh, that's Spanish so um... I just wanted to help? I mean, there's a limit to just screaming and punching rock will do. I mean, it's not productive, you can hurt yourself but it looks like you've got that covered..."

This was a little frustrating in some ways, but Kamala's somewhat mediocre grasp of Spanish was at best, floundering.

Why can't she speak Urdu? Urdu I know...

"I'm Ms Marvel, I'm a superhero. Can I help?"

[thexlegacy]

Laura can understand the other girl just fine. Her English wasn't perfect but it was enough to communicate. She simply choose to say very little or nothing. She didn't like people learning about her.

She pulled her backpack a little closer when the girl mentioned super heroes. Her chin feel a bit while her eyes remained fixed on the space in front of her. She didn't want to look at the other girl when she spoke again.

"Like X-Men." They were heroes.

[ms_perfection]

"Yeah the X-Men," said Ms Marvel, nodding. "The X-Men are pretty good heroes, and they help people. Is there something I can help you with? Besides going home, cause I don't exactly have the brain of a super genius."

She hoped it wasn't just going home she was wanting. Cause Kamala couldn't really answer that.

[thexlegacy]

Laura slipped her backpack from her shoulder and pulled out an old and worn comic. She then flipped to a page where wolverine spanned most of the passage. She pointed at him and spoke. "Puedes encontrarlo?"

She knew that the man that she was looking for was dead but if she can't go back then she'd want to find her family here. Maybe she had died too and they were all here.

[ms_perfection]

Feelings welled up in Kamala as she gazed on the picture of the man in front of him. There was a lot of feelings churning in Kamala, as she said, "I don't know if..."

We're take the pain so that no one else will...

"You know what? I haven't seen him, but... there's a chance the Wolverine... Logan, we know will show up. He's the kindest man I ever knew... he even got me a gyro too. See?"

She pulled up a selfie of her and Logan, posing for the camera. "This was my first and only picture with him too."

[thexlegacy]

Laura watched her feeling a pang in her heart. the kindest man I ever knew... That wasn't the father that she'd known but it was her father. Maybe he hadn't really wanted her but even so, he had come to save her and her friends.

Her head fell and she felt a knot of emotions gather in her chest. She pulled the comic against her chest as if to hug the very image of him.

"He looks happy." It was the first time she'd spoken in English but she lost the will to keep the language barrier between them.

[ms_perfection]

"I saved his life, and he saved his student," said Kamala softly, touching the picture to bring it a little closer in the zoom. "And then we went and got gyros."

She wasn't too surprised Laura was bilingual but she managed to look up at her. Something about her seemed familiar, like she had seen her before in the X-Men rosters. "I... can I ask you a question? Are you, I don't mean to sound rude, but were you part of the X-Men?"

[thexlegacy]

She looked very similar to her father but no, she was never part of the X-men. "No." Her voice was soft as she put the comic safely back into her backpack. It was what little she had in remembrance of her father.

"There are no X-men anymore." Because Logan had died.

[ms_perfection]

"X-Men's just a name," said Kamala, shaking her head. "The X-Men live, inside. Not just by their deeds or their powers. But what they do to change the world."

Kamala bit her lip as she reached up and peeled her mask off slowly, brushing her long hair away from her face. "I met Logan, in the sewer of Jersey, chasing down a guy I called the Inventor. He was this big, parrot-headed crazypants clone of Thomas Jefferson but that's besides the point."

Taking a breath, Kamala pushed on. "The point is, he had lost his healing factor, after I mentioned we both have similar powers. But after a massive sewer gator fight, I asked him a simple question: Is it possible to help people without doing any harm?"

"He said no, it isn't. Pain cycles. You can help people without harming them, but it always cycles back to you. I didn't want to believe it for the longest time, but it's the best advice I was given. Pain might hurt, you might miss people... when they're gone. My Logan is gone, and I didn't even get a chance to see him one last time. But making sure that you use the chance he gave for a brighter future? That's something worth taking the pain for. And believe me, it hurts."

[thexlegacy]

Laura's fingers curl into fists as Kamala continues. She knew that her father had struggled with hurting people, he always fought and he always felt the lost. It was a pain that Laura was familiar with and one that she had already gotten used to. Killing wasn't easy, you carried each life you stole with you.

"I know." Her voice was soft but filled with pain.

She didn't want to talk about her father. Her Logan? It didn't make any sense. She'd watched him die after promising Charles that she'd keep him alive. She'd continue his legacy if she could but she didn't know how to do that. Not anymore.