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

[conservationist]

Well, what are some major world events that happened in 2012 or earlier, for you? Especially anything related to "powers", even behind the scenes.

[aslandish]

[ Sabriel would most certainly be right about that.

The In Between Places of the Worlds aren't so new to him, generally speaking, but this is a place he's neither heard of nor seen in his time. That in itself is a curiosity, and even more so that he was brought here to begin with.

The stars tell a story all their own, however, which is why he seems so intent upon watching them when Sabriel approaches.

A soft rumble sounds in his throat -- a sound more thoughtful than anything else. ]

Very much so.

[ A wild, deep voice. For all that he can speak, he is in no wise tame and shouldn't be mistaken as such. ]

The world is not our own.


[ ooc: I am a little bit! Thank ye <3 ]

[dilatorily]

Moons? [ sorry sansa, while he could probably put it together, ten times easier to ask you. ] It's fine. I didn't even tell you guys my name so I'm probably considered the ruder one in this situation.

It's Barry, by the way. Barry Allen.

utena tenjou | revolutionary girl utena | seelie

[revolutionized]

01.

[From the frying pan into the fire, as they put it. Utena was all too familiar with ending up in some situation she hadn't asked for, to fulfill a task she hadn't really signed up for.

The problem is, this particular task is keeping her from the one she's actually invested in. She'd been pulled away right at the end of a duel, and as such is still dressed in duelist finery, a white rose pinned to her uniform jacket. Perfect for a party...that is, if she wanted to be at this party in the first place, which she doesn't.

That said, she's adjusting surprisingly well for someone who just ended up in a completely unfamiliar place. Maybe she's just used to it.]

Himemiya? [It's the first thing she says aloud. If anyone knew what was going on, Anthy would.

If she could find her, that is. And surely she'd be here, right? Talk of saving the world and so on aside, this had to be some sort of weird...duel mechanic. That had to be it. Fancy clothes or not, she's muscling her way through the crowd like a bull in a china shop, moving to stop anyone who might be remotely helpful. Anyone who's nice enough to stop (or annoyed enough at being bumped into) will get a pink-haired girl flashing an elaborate ring at them and asking a question. Loudly.]

Say, do you recognize this?

[elmelloiprincess]

[Reines pauses, clearly taken aback by the question.]

Kayneth, my brother? No, no, how would we be so closely related? He's old. Waver, of course - well, he's old too. Is this the first time we're meeting? I hope I haven't made a poor impression. [She curtsies.] It's a pleasure to meet you, we'll be sisters soon enough, so please, call me Reines, and come to me with any troubles.

Val | A Song of Ice and Fire | Seelie

[lonelylovelylethal]

FEAST

A lass from the north, all dressed in white, is wandering around the feast, looking at her companions with wonder. And some of the wonder is directed at the tables full of food. It's more than she's ever seen in her life, and much different than what she's used to, and you'll catch Val stealing a nibble here and there, as she explores her surroundings.

1!

[bonnypiperlad]

[As far as sticking out goes, Jamie's maybe a little more prone to doing that than most, given his stubborn insistence on wearing a kilt. But he's got nothing on Iron Bull, and there's maybe something to be said for people who stick out sticking together. So when he gets dragged over for the toast, he shrugs and goes along with it willingly enough, not at all bothered by the Quanri's appearance - or his height, although Jamie's short enough he has to tilt his head up a little to get a proper look before he answers.]

Aye, alright. Sounds good to me. Think they've got something a wee bit stronger than wine around here somewhere?

Tarrant Hightopp (Mad Hatter) | Alice in Wonderland (Tim Burton) | Court Undecided

[terriblycrowded]

Well it was certainly normal to see strange things in Underland, and it was certainly the best time for a trip seeing as how the frabjous day had come and the white queen once again wore the crown. Still Alice had gone and so Tarrant had accepted the invitation as well and now found himself the stranger in a different land. Though he didn’t really head towards the castle as directed, instead he’s wandered off to some other part of DRABWURLD.

[feel free to run into the hatter anywhere.]

a looot (her app will be non-romanced for comfort's sake but if you want to do a thing... c:)

[arla]

[ If Solas is at ease, then so is she, but she is not so foolish as to believe something is not unsettling him. Still, she believes it is the court itself; chaos, not order, though she can agree with some of their tenants (change is good, glamour is free) and understands why she is here...even if she does not agree with the choice. ]

There is...something here. Or, perhaps, it's the lack thereof.

[ Her frown is thoughtful rather than worried, but there is concern written in the set of her jaw and the furrow of her brow. ]

There is no Fade here, though I can still access my magic from what I can understand. It simply feels odd.

[ Unnatural might be the better word. But Solas would know more than she, and he would have answers and insight where she is only questioning. Her eyes wander to his face and she is surprised to see some flicker of emotion she has not seen before.

She reaches out for his arm. ]

Solas.

[ Nasrin chews briefly at the corner of her lip and she steps to the side, hoping he will look at her. ]

I'm here and safe. You don't need to worry any longer.

[ And she will admit there is a fondness in how she says it that is reflective in her voice, something she will not keep under wraps. What is friendship or care if it cannot be expressed? ]

[elmelloiprincess]

Of course you are, you're always trouble.

[Finally she turns to Waver again and locks eyes with him. But it isn't to tell him off for being a troublemaker. He's forgetting something very important that she shouldn't have to ask for.]

[bindsthedead]

"A bit, yes," Sabriel admits, "Still, they probably want to impress us, and their magic is... interesting, if not what I'm accustomed to."

She mentions magic a bit hesitantly because... well, the woman in front of doesn't strike her as a magic user. Something about the Ancelstierrian clothing.

[steeledskin]

Sansa. Of House Stark.

[ the other title can wait. ] Well met.

[gordianknots]

You'd hate me if I wasn't shit stirring, Reines.

[He smiles, tired, sleep dust still in his eyes.]

Forgive me not doing the usual host stuff. I don't want to wake up everyone else.

[ajayya]

Maybe... If there's any glass around to replace it.

[ The "we" goes right over his head for now; he's too busy tapping through screens to make sure it really does still work. ]

I mean— Look, it still works okay. These things get cracked screens all the time.

[ So maybe he can just...put it back with the others... And no one will notice. Yeah, that seems like a solid plan. ]

[keystaff]

[She should probably anticipate that a lot more when out in public like this in Tomoyo's outfits she made. But it still takes her by surprise a bit, causing her to get a little flustered how easily the other seems to guess almost, at her being the Cardcaptor.]

I--eh? Oh...th-thank you. My friend made it for me.

[bychance]

Honestly, I'm not sure about all this shardbearer nonsense. I think I would have discovered some crystal growing inside of me long before this

[ Medical school, at the very least. Which he only went to out of self defense, okay? ]

Oh, I miss my home. [ Far more than he's willing to admit. ] There's nothing else like it in ... well, anywhere. But the political situation isn't exactly nice right now. Allaidh Darach seems comfortable enough to live in.

[fliesbynight]

Hard times just test the strength of the members! But, uh, even if you don't have any money, membership fees can come later. [With interest!] So we'd still be welcome to have you!

[steeledskin]

I believe it depends a great deal upon where you make your home. [ a pause. ] I live in the Cothromach and...and I am pleased with it.

[elmelloiprincess]

[She smiles, dripping with false sweetness. It's true, she loves him for it.]

You won't offer even a cup of tea to your dear, sweet little sister, who's travelled so long and so far just to see you? What a cruel man you've grown to be!

[arla]

[ Her smile is bright when he turns, pleased to see and know it's him (though the hat gives him away by far). She makes her way over to his side, being careful not to intrude too close so that he can finish his conversation or his helping, because that is a part of him she will never get between. ]

Cole, I'm so glad to see you.

[ Though this means that he, too, has been conscripted. The thought leaves her disturbed, truthfully. ]

Are you all right? Are any of the others with you?

[ready_to_bloom]

[Unlike many of his companions at the feast, Caspian's not shocked nor scared to see a lion walking about. In fact, he's relieved, because here is someone he recognizes, someone he respects.

Someone he loves.]

Aslan!

He rushes towards the lion, stopping to drop to one knee in front of him, head bowed low.]

[dilatorily]

Oh, I don't think it'll be that complicated to do it. Especially if it's not something that requires potions or magical items. [ He can't help the laugh that escapes him at the rest though. ] I'm pretty sure I'm ready for it. As long as people aren't turning into giant versions of themselves, I think I'll be good.

Muggle— plain old human? If that's what you mean, yeah. Like in muggle movies. You guys have tried to cure it though?

[gandere]

Sisters... soon?

[ How is that even possible? The sleep clouds Rin's mind from seeing the inevitable, but she gives a polite inclination of her head in return. ]

I've seen pictures of us so I know that we do, but it must be after the time I've known. Sorry.

[fliesbynight]

Wow, you friend is mega talented if she can make clothing like that! [She wishes she could hire her, sigh.] I'm Lemina Ausa. It's nice to meet you. Where are you from?

[faun_tumnus]

[The evening was drawing long and though Tumnus was of a race known to dance and play well into the night, he feels the call for quieter surroundings. He had been blessed enough to find another from his world, though the young King to be was from nearly 1300 years in Tumnus' own future.

Still, he maintained hope that he would see his Lucy again.

That didn't mean that he was sad to be even further from her than he was already.

He steps out into the cold, closing his eyes and exhaling as it bites invitingly through his fur. He watches as his breath fogs before his eyes and smiles. He had been assured that winter lasted only the length of the season, though none had really understood why he'd asked.

He moves out from the door, hooves clipping against the stone ground. Securing his scarf in place, the faun moves out into the courtyard and is alone with his thoughts.

That is, until he catches sight of a familiar figure.

There was no mistaking the golden furred figure that stood before him gazing at stars. Tumnus chokes, hand clutching at chest level as tears fill his eyes.]

My Lord, Aslan... [He drops into a reverent courtly bow, eyes to the ground before raising them again to settle upon the lion.] I h-had not thought t-to find you h-here!