TEST DRIVE #6

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

Comments

[cagedinflesh]

"They are unlikely to notice something to small, truthfully. I think the rulers pay little attention to us, apart from what directly relates to them, or their cause."

But of course, he's glad to see people demonstrating such manners! "Really the imps are the worser."

[shewasvery]

The fairy is gently plaiting a lock of Victoria's hair, in fact. She shrugs her shoulder, like a horse trying to twitch off a fly, but the damn thing has no interest in going anywhere.

Resigned to that, she raises her eyebrows just a little bit at Tobias's question. "I wouldn't want to speak for you, Tobias, but I find it all very fascinating. The sort of thing that makes you wonder if Yeats wasn't on to something."

She tilts her head slightly as she speaks, seemingly unconscious of the motion, and the fact that it makes her hair fall back slightly and expose just a bit more of her throat.

prettttttty much |D he also bartered with Thran for Ner's safety /is organised

[bythewaves]

I can but... I suspect he will not want to come. [ And lol trying to make big bro do anything ]

[shewasvery]

"I don't think I've had the pleasure yet," she says of the imps, and makes a bit of a face. Then, as if that reminds her: "I'm sorry, where are my manners." She offers her hand, a forthright and businesslike gesture. "Victoria Lowell."

[cagedinflesh]

[The comment frightens him, initially, instinct taking it for an accusation - one which would be partially correct. Largely correct. But Jekyll laughs it off, it couldn't have been meant that way.]

Well, I am a doctor, there is similar imagery associated. Some might say one must be disturbed to go through such work! Nevertheless, you do, I am sorry to say.

[badlysocialized]

[He absorbs the chatter in silence until they get to the library. He pauses at the threshold, gives a quiet whistle. He follows Dorian inside, eyes skimming unfamiliar titles and glancing upward at the ones too distant to read. Ease creeps up on him as they walk. He likes libraries.]

This place needs a dog.

Maglor no accidental kinslayings those are unhealthy

[lightcatcher]

Attempt it.

[And if he fails to bring his elder brother - Fëanor is not pleased at all by the implications of this. Especially not if he recalls his first conversations with Maglor.]

[keystaff]

You too! I know this is all kind of....strange, but we're not alone here.

[Not if they help each other out like this. And Sakura is more or less the same in the 'friendship' stage of things so at least that shouldn't get too awkward between them.]

Oh, no. They're run using electricity. Like lights? It's technology. I'm not sure what year it was for you, but it's something we have back home where --when I'm from.

he will try! also lol since we can't *really* get Mae in here unless I play him too HE REFUSED =p

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor tips his head in acknowledgement, but when he arrives, he is alone ]

Sorry atarinya. He did not want to come, although he says he will face you just... not now.

[ Or he might punch you ]

HELLO

[badlysocialized]

Reese sees the motion, and her politeness afterward, and it amuses him enough to hold up a roll and wave it in front of the little creature.

"Give her back her shoulder, it's all yours."

Either the fae has forgotten the bread came from a platter or it doesn't care. It seizes on the gift and darts away. Reese raises his glass very slightly to Victoria. It has something bubbly and non-alcoholic. "Cheers."

[analoginterface]

Isn't it just? [It's that same movement between being bright and happy to sad about the situation.] But it doesn't even work outside of the Station. Everything just stops functioning for no reason, except apparently 'magic.' [Bluuugh. She indeed makes a BLUUUGH face to express her disapproval of it not letting her have the toys.]

Lucy | Elfen Lied | Unseelie

[invisibletouch]

[Arrival]
[They really had no idea what they had just done.

There had been a reason, and a very good one, why she had been left in captivity for so many years. No contact with the outside world, locked up in multiple cages... Yet there she was, left to roam freely and without restraints. As far as Lucy was concerned, their ignorance would be their undoing. The horned girl continued to walk as the festivities progress. She observed and looked on, though never really went out of her way to actually speak to anyone.

She had nothing to say to them.

When she finally stopped, it was to face all the food that had been spread out. While on the run, food had been scarce luxury. And while in captivity? She would only be given the bare essentials. Lucy continued to stare, the smell of food surrounding her and filling up her lungs. Good thing there was more than enough noise to drown out the rumbling in her stomach.]


[Locket]
[There's a girl staring at the locket. Her hair and eyes are pink and red, respectively. She... doesn't seem all that friendly.

Lucy doesn't really care. She still has something to say.]

Can I use this to talk to anyone I want?

[Anyone at all?]


[Wildcard]
[Knock yourself out!]

[depicted]

I'm sure if you ask nicely, Gwyddien will let you sleep here.

[badlysocialized]

I don't sleep in libraries. [Unless he's like, dying. And then he like. Breaks out of them. And stuff. And almost dies again.

Reese clears his throat.] Gwyddien?

jason todd | dc comics | unseelie

[uneulogized]

[ locket; voice only ]

[The beginning of the message is just breathing, but it's obvious that someone wants to make as dramatic of an opening as possible before he gets down to it. After all, what's the point if he doesn't play with it as much as possible. Of course, he goes with just sound to keep it subtle, to make people wonder if he's gonna say anything at all. After all, what if this is a broken locket? What if it's speaking into the void? What if it's not working at all? Mysteries.

But then he does:]

Got you. Nah, someone's done that before, haven't they? Well, can't fault me for trying.

[He laughs, a low, husky sound that sounds just a little forced. (Because it is.)]

I'm looking for intel. Reliable pieces of information. And I'm willing to trade something for it. Training, knowledge, a favor—you tell me just how much you know, and I see if it's worth it. I wanna know what you're asking for. Training wise, let's just call me a jack of all trades. [He pauses, considering something.] And let's just say that arriving here didn't lead to any set backs. Oh, yeah. I'm that good.

[But that comes with his training. First, Batman, and then, the rest. He can't help it.]

As for the rest: if you know about the Trinity. I'm all ears. No, not that Trinity, though that'd be a little on the nose, huh? I mean Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman. For that bit of information, I'm offering nothing. Call it a necessary curiosity.

[And Jason's not willing to believe he's the only special one.]

[ the feast ]

Huh—nice food they've got here. Looks like you're enjoying yourself. If they make it up like this a lot, though, I'd say we're all very, very lucky that we're here. [He offers this kind of statement to just about anyone with a smirk.

For Jason, though, it's strange. Socialization. Being in a room full of unfamiliar people. His training the past couple of years since his resurrection has called for some smart moves and thinking quickly, but something tells him he has to go about it differently. He has to be like Bruce Wayne in a room full of rich people. The brain's gotta be turned on to full blast, but he's got to be smart—really smart. That's how he handles himself. That's how he does things.

He rolls his shoulders back as he grabs another drink and throws the person he was speaking to another smile.]

But honestly, I wanna take a look around. Care to join me?

[depicted]

You said it needed a dog. [yeah he just suggested that] Gwyddien is the librarian. Ask him about his writing and learn to appreciate romances and you'll be fine.

[With a careless hand, he points out different sections.] Histories, war strategy, fiction—increasingly less, to Gwyddien's displeasure, but war makes pragmatists of even library budgets—sympathetic magic there, that whole section is elemental magic, and then maps and such off in that room. It that helps.

[cagedinflesh]

"You shall know when you do, immediately."

Jekyll smiles all the more for the introduction, and graciously accepts the offered hand. Far more warmth. "I'm known as Berserker. You must excuse me for not initiating the gesture! It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lowell. I take it you are quite new!"

Sinuhe | The Egyptian | Undecided Court (omg I am the latest ever to this party)

[hewhoisalone]

feast
[By modern standards, and even those of the Drabwurld, this man looks a little out of place. For one thing, he's perilously under-dressed, wearing little more than a linen kilt, sandals, and a few pieces of jewelry, though he has at least found a cloak somewhere and looks a little less likely to freeze to death because of it.

He doesn't partake in any feasting or revelry himself, but merely stands to one side and watches, keeping a deathgrip on the strap of the traveling physician's chest over his shoulder.

He's thousands of years out of his comfortzone and surrounded by barbarians. Surely a little caution is warranted.]

locket
[It is a written message, not voice or visual. He prefers it that way. The formal lines of (what he reads as) hieroglyphics are soothing, orderly and familiar when so little else is.]

I am Sinuhe, an Egyptian, son of Senmut, named He Who Is Alone by Pharaoh , and I am a man of renown in my own country. I am a physician trained in the House of Life. I can restore sight to the blind, open skulls and treat many illnesses, and my name is known by both the great and the humble. Though held in this place against my will, I have resolved to set myself up once more as a physician, and hereby entreat those who suffer to seek my name that I may do what I can to treat their maladies.

Likewise, I entreat those skilled in similar arts to make themselves known so that together we might increase our knowledge and skill.

I, Sinuhe, He Who Is Alone, have written these words.


[OOC: I'm gonna blame my lateness on it being damn hard to find properly egyptian pbs, yep, that's it.]

feast; yes good this is a good choice

[bolincredible]

Asami! Hey, Asami!! Over here! [ Define "worst." Because if it means anything like Bolin jumping up and down in the crowd out in the hallway and flapping his arms around like a total loser, then.

Well, okay, the worst has happened. It's too late. It's happening. ]

Okay, wait, actually I'll just- you stay there, I'll go over there!

Re: Locket

[rememberyoursin]

Splendid! Just keep in mind that he is a bit of an idiot. So if he is being to stupid feel free to step on his toes or something.

[She would have said it in red if she could.]

My opinion of you remains the same. You are a stronger child then most.

[selfimage]

[ it's feasts that he's used to. Loki looks up over a cup of foreign mead and a no-plate full of nothing. he looks up because someone's talking to him, and he can't really say no to banter. ]

Join you? We haven't exchanged pleasantries yet, how forward.

[ but he looks pleased nonetheless. ]

But if I have a guide. [ he tips his drink up. ] Who am I to say "no"? So, Mister Guide, care to indulge me with an introduction?

[badlysocialized]

The one back home has a dog. [He is using his bland voice.] What's the difference? Between one kind of magic and another?

[MAGIC.]

best choice

[ingenio]

Hey, Bolin!

[ She's going to wave a hand at him, mostly so that he doesn't look so lame. ]

I'm just going to, uh, wait over here.

[rememberyoursin]

I had assumed that it would work like a telephone. [She sighed.] Humans and your technology, I swear.

[Beato was more then a bit annoyed by all of this. Both due to her recent kidnapping, but also that she had no idea how modern technology worked.]

It is truly a thing of wonder. But why do we need such a thing when a simple phone call will do more or less the same thing?

ok so I'm the latest ever but ancient world character gotta try to thread?

[hewhoisalone]

locket
[His reply is written, not spoken or seen. Sinuhe still doesn't trust any of the locket's other functions. But when asked about his homeland he will always answer.]

I was born in Pharaoh's royal city of Thebes, and if the gods are merciful I shall die under his rule as well. Yet, when I travel beyond the Black Lands, I still obey the laws and customs of foreign lands as long as they are sensible. To do otherwise would be foolish.