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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

[fier]

Ah there it was. Perfect. He'd stumbled across a pretty philosopher then, hadn't he? Lestat couldn't hide the smile, far too pleased with the conversation. It was impossible to hide it really. "No light without darkness, is it? That's true, though. Joy without sorrow loses its meaning. But so does sorrow without joy. The trick is in the balance, I think."

The blond considered a moment, putting his next words together. "Though balance is the wrong word. It's hardly equal most times. And I've known tragedy well enough. But I rather prefer pleasure a great deal more. If I'm given a choice. I suppose that's not always the case."

For him and for everyone else. But Lestat, at his heart, reckless and selfish though that heart could be, was an optimist.

[supharstitious]

He bristled a little at the thought of "balance" (had Seel talked to him already, then?), but relaxed, at least, when the man continued. He couldn't have meant the same thing. He hadn't even known that Wraeththu was at hing to be questioned until Cobweb had told him. There was nothing to worry about.

"Yes. The pair are brothers and why should they walk without the other?" There were always balancing forces, in the real world and the spirit ones. When something pulled, something else pushed. Always.

"Most would, I think. Pain is to be pushed through so the pleasure can be enjoyed. But there is more learning in cuts and scrapes than kisses."

[fier]

"What a pretty way of phrasing it. And what a strange family," he laughed. Pain and pleasure, siblings? Perhaps. Two sides of the same coin? Agony and ecstasy were intertwined. That may well have been true. Lestat could concede that much.

"Is there? I don't know. I learn quite well from kisses; rewards certainly have their place." But pain was a stark and plain teacher too. Lestat was simply a terrible student, as he'd always been. Lessons weren't learned the first time. Not always the second time either.

His gaze roams over Cobweb once more, as if taking him in anew. "You're very engaging. The sun isn't the only shining thing I've found here so far." This world grew more and more exciting, and he'd barely set foot in it.

[supharstitious]

"The best families usually are." Could he even call what he'd gotten here a family? His family at home was certainly strange, too, in its own way. At least he had someone he knew.

"A few, perhaps, but the lessons tend not to stick as well." The things he'd done to avoid pain were far more memorable than the ones he'd done for pleasure. Maybe it was just him, then, but he doubted it.

Cobweb was used to being looked at. If he was uncomfortable he didn't show it. He'd been a thing, a trophy, a prize to be shown off. In a way he even craved the attention. At home he was a legend and legends were there to be admired, shown off.

"How kind of you. I'm sure 'shining' is something no one else would call me."