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!

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[sangilak]

[ there's a thoughtful look on korra's face at that... hm! ]

You know, we might have one of those, too. [ is she kidding??? who knows! the world of avatar animals is a weird one indeed. ] Did you wanna meet her?

[contrasting]

[Minako's enjoying her self-given tour of the Station that she it might generally be hard to get her attention, but there's the grabbing of her arm and that voice. She think she imagines it at first, but as she turns her head, she sees her, the same girl she knows all too well.

She doesn't even listen to what Yukari says, as if the quickly widening grin on her face has somehow made her deaf to anything said in the next minute. Instead, she wastes no time in quickly rushing forward, wrapping her arms tight around the girl's neck, giggling with delight.]

Yukari, Yukari! They didn't tell me you'd come too!

[palaverous]

[He looks over at her, a little mortified that she heard him talking to himself! Dammit Wirt!]

I hadn't decided yet. I mean, one the one hand, I'm hungry. On the other hand, the did kind of kidnap us and bring us here against our will and it is a little weird to eat your kidnapper's food. But food is good for strength to escape.

[A pause.]

So. I was still mulling it over.

[typemoonmoon]

[ Naming a god-like vampiric celestial being after something made famous through the Holy book. Bold move there, but one she doesn't seemingly mind. The thought of crossing a sea like that excites her, makes her think of the possibilities a name like that invokes, and quells the waves within her mind before they can come crashing down. ]

Then I'll be Arc for you, King of Kings. [ She twirls on foot just once in her excitement and bows to him the second they're facing each other. ]

For now I'll act as your vassal. [ Seeing as no one else from their world has taken up this position. ] And keep you informed to the matters of this dying world.

[ikols]

Me? No, I come from a land far, far away. [ His grin slices wider before he can keep it in, and he chuckles to soften it. Flip!! goes the bacon. Probably should be pancakes, but eh. ] I'm familiar with this sort of set-up though, and out of the whole multiverse I'd rather be in the one corner of this ridiculous dimensional outcome that lets me drink full-fat milk instead of soy.

Not settling in well? Try reminding yourself that your world still exists, along with countless iterations. That usually helps.

[contrasting]

[She never tells people back home. That was really the point. For them to really worry about their own lives rather than the dire circumstances in the background — that was her job after all. Protecting them from it.

But since this place seems like it has some sort of connection with some "fight", she figures it might not all be that simple anymore.]

There's fighting back home too, just ... well, maybe not like this. It's not a big war. But who knows, I thought I was normal before too — before I learned I had the potential. Who knows? Maybe you have it too and that's why you're here.

[candyrocks]

Really?

[It doesn't matter if it's true, he wants a froglaphant yesterday.]

Yes please! Can I pet her?

[backatthehotel]

[A covenant. That feels very close to a confirmation of his suspicions. Or maybe he's reading too much into it. Or maybe he's not. Regardless, he's a stubborn fool of a man, and doesn't feel inclined, just yet, to abandon his fast.]

I'm not a man for covenants. [Well, no. Bad way of putting it.] I don't like making agreements without knowing all the terms.

[kingsgambit]

[He continues the ascent until he's standing before her, one foot on the same step as her. He's not afraid, is what he's projecting even if he is curious about her skills and what she'll do which is in itself, worrisome. Worry and fear are two very different things in his mind however, which is why he's so bold. She has power, of what nature he's unsure of, but it makes him draw parallels to home and Morgan and it causes him to keep his hand out, near her staff to push it away.]

I've been wrong before, but how the heart works and how people are, I never am. Though you are free to doubt me, it will be at your loss.

[moogling]

[It EXISTS. That's what it did!]

I'm trying to reach it! Guess I could climb onto the table...

[lyorning]

Aerich nodded. 'I am newly arrived," he explained. "And yourself?"

[falconkick]

[ he's a little startled when barnes just sort of takes off, but he follows easily enough ice it's clear he's welcome. this is ... good, pleasant even, and safe which comes as the biggest surprise to him. not in the violence way, sam knows full well how dangerous the winter soldier can be, but mentally safe. barnes is handling himself better than some sam's worked with, and he's got a hundred thousand reasons to be more flighty.

it's not the first time barnes has exceeded everything sam would've expected of him. he has nothing but well-earned respect for the man. ]

You got anywhere to be?

Feast

[red_branch]

[With a tempered yawn, Lancer pressed one hand over his mouth and shut his eyes while walking through the great hall as the new soldiers and the like were enjoying themselves. Had he not been in such a good mood, Archer would have earned a stern look from the Hound as he passed. Rather, Lancer set his hand on the back of the man's seat, decidedly pouring the guy more wine with a cheeky grin.

Bribery wasn't the Hound's style. Rather, it was something he was used to doing after getting into fights with other warriors of his clan. One moment, they would be spitting insults and swinging steel at one another and in the next, they would be laughing and sharing drinks. To Lancer, Gilgamesh was as good as an oddball king strolling down a dusty road, but he did him one favor in the war--he took him seriously in their fight. In the end, Lancer got his wish and Goldie won at least some politeness from him.]

Yo, Archer. [He didn't think he was sneaking up on the guy at all, if only because he was a fellow servant. Gilgamesh would have been shameful if he didn't sense his presence.]

I owed you one, for those compliments you gave me.

OH HEY

[lonelylovelylethal]

Val still isn't sure where she is, or sure she believes the story of how she arrived here, but she recognizes the direwolf immediately, and obliges him with the ear scratching he's after. "Hello, Ghost."

Of course, if Ghost is here, there's someone who must be close at hand, and it's not long before she hears his voice. She straightens and turns to face him, a cool look in her blue eyes.

"Jon Snow. Where are we?

[blacktailed]

"That's foolish." Her response is instant, and a smile tugs at her lips. "But sensible. Though they could have always just threatened people into serving if it's that important. If they have got enough power to drag people here, then why not compel them into service, to finish it off?"

Humans were easily swayed, after all.

[premier]

[Things not particularly high on Vivienne's list of favorite pastimes: being kidnapped. Things even lower: being kidnapped and taken to a ball without her not-at-all-modest collection of finery.

She finds Bull easily enough, though it isn't as though her own horns don't float well above the crowd that she parts like so much water to meet him. They are her casual horns, though. Not the sort she'd wear in a palace. Also she only has on half as many jewels as she'd like.]

My dear Bull, just because it exists and has been placed in front of us does not mean we have to partake of it.

Re: Aslan | The Chronicles of Narnia | Seelie

[lyorning]

[ Aerich had gone out himself. The skies were another reminder that this was not anywhere he'd been; the skies of the Dragaeran Empire were perpetually overcast. Hence it takes him a moment to see what in the sky the lion is looking at.]

[If Aslan has his locket, Aerich has noticed this; the lockets are some manner of communications device, and having one implies a being capable of speech or telepathy. He cleared his throat softly, if there was any doubt he was standing there.

I do not mean to intrude.

2, spoilers fine

[erythristic]

I know some, but it depends on what you're asking of. As for magic, little exists that magic cannot do here.

can't win

[magestache]

Having to choose between men and the beasts... no wonder you look quite so sour. We humans aren't exactly the smartest bunch, are we?

[ For an immortal spirit, animals would definitely make more sense. ]

Sounds like the closest thing would be your brother. You two must be quite close.

[ Daw, it's cute really. Owl and cat, bros for life. ]

[babbylon]

[He finds her endearing despite himself. There's appeal in that childlike sense of wonder and excitement, and in this she couldn't be further from the King of Knights, who had such a thing ripped from her long ago. Be she goddess or mortal or something else altogether, Gilgamesh recognizes that sorting her out will take more than a cursory glance.

That she's getting more than a cursory glance at all is a very high honor, and so her humble offer to serve as vassal is accepted as an expectation rather than the benevolent gesture it truly is.

Still, for just a moment, he does smile.]

Good of you to recognize your position. I accept. [For once, he elects not to prattle on and to press for information of import instead.] "Dying"? Elaborate.

[astutes]

[ She needn't her staff to do him harm, but he does not need to know that, she keeps herself in such a way that it is difficult to discern her intentions. Subconsciously she reaches out to strum the Veil, only to find it missing, though her magic still responds invisible lines arcing towards her fingers. Either way she will be ready if the need to defend herself arises.

Morrigan laugh, head cocking slightly. ]

You now claim to know my heart? 'Tis utter nonsense. [ Her eyes narrow though her smile remains, a spider in her web eying the prize that delivers itself to her feet. ] You could not know me nor my heart, even if you studied me for a hundred years.

[wipedclean]

[He starts walking, mostly for something to do. He doesn't like just standing around. He looks back at Sam and shakes his head, but doesn't stop walking.

He wonders suddenly if Sam's talked to Steve yet.

He should ask.

...God he hates this part. He swallows and his brow furrows as he pulls the words together.]

Steve... is here.

[Okay, good, first part, keep going...]

You seen him?

[He lets out a deep breath. Okay. Not as hard as it has been.]

[unknots]

[That's good. He knows that's good - but it doesn't mean he knows why, why it works. If it works right. It didn't make her Tranquil, being here; it didn't take the magic away. But this is a real world - not "the" real world, but real enough for her, the other mage girl, many of these people to be "here" and feel like people do. How do they slow the magic to hold here? Does it want to be here...?

But his mind quiets some when her relief gets stronger, some of the stress siphoned out - it presses into him along with the touch on his arm; his eyes have followed her hand there.

Her, too - safe. Real. As happy as he is to see someone they both know is friendly here - again, safe, and reachable.

His eyes stay rested there. He feels the rest of a breath out slide out of his lungs - indeed, real. Feels like he's smiling, even if it isn't on his face.

It does both of them a little good. He definitely appreciates it.

Eyes drift back up to her.]

Cassandra and Leliana will worry, too...

[But it's true; they will try. Faith. Faith is with them, even without an anchor cast; it fights...]

I still believe you are right... -- You try to make things work, and you will wonders to work when worlds are wounded, and you being here won't warp the will. ...You are still you. Not torn.

[Fade, or none - not Tranquil here without it. What makes the Inquisition or none.]

So I'm still - here... to help.

["We". "We will make this work".]

Let's pretend she's in the Unseelie court for now =D

[withbite]

[He looked down at the foot that had been just shy of stomping on his, then back up to the wet girl looking like she'd just stumbled out of the bathroom and into insanity.

Oh, this could be fun.]

Well, that all depends on which blabbering idiot you're referring to. Might have to clarify a bit. I personally know at least twenty.

[oldest]

[ she turns to look at him and pauses, staring at him for a second and wondering, for the 1000th time, if she had stumbled upon a con of really invested people or is this a really giant trip because seriously? ]

something against mayonnaise, sir lancelot?