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

YOU JUST DON'T APPRECIATE GOOD FACIAL HAIR

[selfpraise]

[Dorian manages to avoid the flying wineglass which was really unwarranted.]

Now just a--

[Whatever else he planned on saying gets cut off before he finds himself picked up and slammed against the wall. Instinctively, one hand goes out to attempt a spell without the help of his staff to focus his magic. He feels lyrium react and draws on it to forcefully throw Fenris off. The resulting force is more powerful than he'd planned it to be.]

And I'm not a magister.

[Now he finally grabs his staff from where he left it against a wall and holds it ready.]

Now I recommend you don't try that again. Lyrium, against a mage?

[ajayya]

[ The first thing he'd done upon waking up here was check his belongings; alongside his weapons and non-functioning camera and radio and all the other knickknacks he'd picked up in Kyrat was his mother's urn, still safe and sound and tucked away.

But if he can't get back to Kyrat... If he can't get to Lakshmana... ]

Fuck.

[ He rubs a hand over his face. ]

Is there anything stronger than water here?

[fliesbynight]

[Lemina can't believe this sort of thing is normal. Technology really is capable of its own brand of 'magic' huh? She inspects the vending machine curiously.]

Wow! You must be mega rich to afford luxuries like this in your dorm. How does it work?

[wipedclean]

[He nods again and gestures at the feast table.]

Wine. Don't know how strong it is.

[Wouldn't work on him no matter what.]

[sangilak]

Just be glad they didn't stick you in a sack and drag you north.

[conservationist]

Really? I think I can see why. [He's often been told people prefer bold leaders, after all.]


... Anyways, I don't think I introduced myself. I'm Oreki. Uh, Houtarou Oreki. You can call me either one, I don't mind.

im cryin

[ikols]

[ Funny, there's another guy in skinny jeans and a green hoodie right here. Two completely inconspicuous individuals, right? Right. There's a certain aura to this guy (and the fact he looks like fucking Jesus) drawing Loki over as he nibbles from a bowl of Twiglets, or the Drabwurld's version of them anyway. He blinks at the huge wine stain when bumped, largely the fault of the bustling crowd, then decides to wave it away with a gesture.

Not that he needs to, because!! Wow. Rude, Jesus, don't be so polite. ]

That's alright, thanks. [ Let's get down to business, son. ] You are in fact a deity, then? You're giving off some curious vibes, friend. The Force is strong and all that.

[ Heads up in case you weren't aware, bruh. ]

[conservationist]

... ... ... ...



Is that a thing?

[sangilak]

Yeah.

[conservationist]

Well, okay, I guess I'm glad I got the less rough treatment.


But kidnapped is still kidnapped.

TWO

[stickanarrowinureye]

[Yeah? Well, have some text right back.]

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrg

[Never mind. Now we're just talking at it.]

Ugh. Stupid. Why'd you have to go off and ask that? Now you've ruined it. If it works, it works. You're here, then you're here. You don't always need whys and whats all the time.

[sneakthatshit]

[Ugh...of all the people.

No, this guy was supposed to be dead. Snake would know, he killed him twice. Then again, Snake was always surprised on how often people seemed to come back from the dead. The famous Big Boss wouldn't be that easily destroyed, would he?

....surprise was useless. No weapons either. He'd have to try CQC, something he honestly hated doing. Mostly because Big Boss was probably miles better than him at it.]

.....Big Boss!!!

C R E E P ER

[lyriumwraith]

[When the magister pulls from the lyrium, Fenris nearly howls in pain. No one's done that in a while; he'd forgotten how much it hurt.

It doesn't keep him down for too long however, and he reaches for the greatsword on his back. He's fought stronger, alongside Hawke. He isn't afraid of this man.

He is glowing however. Brightly.]

Are you responsible for this kidnapping, then? Are we in the Fade?

C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER ( the station )

[coincidents]

[ eddie really would've liked to think this was all some kind of dream, or maybe even a hallucination, but the fact of the matter is, it's all very real and that's maybe what actually scares him the most. then again, it could just be an incredibly ... expansive and well-organized renaissance festival with extremely dedicated LARPers (whatever that means; he's heard barry mention the term a few times and vaguely understands the concept, but it's one of those things eddie prefers not to ask questions about), especially considering the existence of obvious outsiders to ... wherever this place is. people are calling it "the drabwurld," but eddie isn't entirely sure what that means exactly. ]

[ all he knows is he is not a big fan of anything renaissance and if what he's heard about this station is true, it's exactly the kind of place eddie needs to be. castles and kingdoms and some kind of medieval war? it's all far too complicated and backwards and all eddie really wants is to not feel like he's being had. this all has to be some kind of joke, right? he might be impressed by the extreme attention to detail if the first thing on his mind weren't how the hell to get out of this place. the impossible might be possible, but this is taking it too far. central city needs him — joe needs him, iris needs him. (barry could, if he'd let eddie in more than just for their occasional sparring sessions.) he can't be stuck here playing make believe while he has a job to do back home. ]

[ the station is a miracle. it's far better than he could have ever imagined and it's honestly such a huge relief when he walks inside and is greeted by the smell of coffee and the sounds of technology and people — normal people — bustling about. it almost feels like the precinct, but he knows he won't be finding joe here — or probably anyone he knows, for that matter. there's still a lingering hope that he might find someone he knows, because at least then he wouldn't feel so crazy — ]

[ his shoulder connects with someone coming in from his left, but before he can say more than, ] Hey, easy— [ barry is apologizing and — no, there's no way. most of what barry says doesn't even register because eddie's too shocked to actually see him to pay attention to anything barry is saying. he can't help but stare at barry incredulously for a moment, brows furrowed. ] Allen? [ he doesn't let the shock phase him for too long, though, because as surprised as he is to see barry here, he's also immensely glad. his expression immediately brightens, maybe almost too bright, but any familiar face is a good one, and it's always been too easy to smile around barry allen. he almost moves to hug him, but thinks better of it and keeps his friendly affection to himself. ] Boy, am I glad to see you here. [ it's too easy to laugh around barry, too, but this whole situation is ridiculous, and if eddie laughs about it, he can at least pretend it's all just a joke. ] This place is really something. [ but what it really is eddie still hasn't determined yet. ]

[brainiest]

Well, not yet, but who knows what could happen. [ ... She's dealt with giants before. They're... Tricky. ] I'd like to hope they wouldn't end up destroying things, though! That's a good thing.

[ But there she goes dropping words again, forgive her. ]

That's right - muggle means non-magical. There have been attempts, but so far all we've managed to do is make a few potions to make things easier. It's a start, but it's hardly enough.

ur welcome

[deiform]

[ uh-oh, he's definitely being stared at. it's like a laser in the back of his head. he hesitates, then cautiously turns to look at.. oh.

oh. huh. juggling his glass (conveniently miracled full again) and plate, he lifts a hand in a cheerful wave. yo, fellow pseudo-deity! ]

Hi! [ um. to brave the crowd again or.. ]

They sure are.

[greenies]

Thomas moves out of the way before he can be shoved, mostly from instinct, jumping back to standing up, but. Before he can properly react, the name "Stilinski" comes out of the guy's mouth and Thomas's eyes pinch shut. Not this again, god. He sighs, heavily, dropping his shoulders and any of the fight in his stance.

"You're one of Stiles's friends." He'd be happy to point this one his way, it sounds like, "From--what, Beacon Hills, right?"

hey jesus meet grumpy jesus??? | feast

[rube]

[ben can't sense auras, but maybe jesus can sense his own. if he can, there is an aura of light surrounding him, even if he looks like he's from another time entirely. his hair is scruffy, his clothes are a tad too big for him, his sweater falling off a shoulder, its sleeves a bit too stretched.

he's not paying attention when jesus bumps into him and what happens next has him stumble back, patting his shirt, eyes darting from where the stain had been to jesus, to the stain, then to jesus.

the most ben can get from him is that he seems kind, familiar. there's something about him...]

How'd you do that?

2

[indomitably]

[ It's the first time in a while she's set foot in the station. Aveline prefers the castle to it, the overall feel, opposed to all of the strange technology. Still it warrants a visit and so that she does.

She's got a cup of the offered beverage - coffee in hand, when she happens across a very familiar face.

Of course. ]

About time you showed up.

[ No she hadn't been expecting to see her here, but she can't say it's not good to see someone she knows. Even if it is Isabela. Not that she'd tell her that. ]

[revanisms]

[Small and puny, of course. But you know what? Looks were always deceiving. That and the Force definitely told him there was more to this girl than meets the eye.]

Are you saying you're not qualified to do that little?

[baseborne]

[It's a show meant for the wolf, like as not, but Jon can smell it through Ghost. He blinks, surprised, and... alright, maybe a little reassured. He can't help it. Wolves, he associates with good, and family, and protection. Loki might look odd, but he chose the right smell.]

I call him Ghost. [Ghost does come forward for the sniff, but settles back, content that Loki does not seem likely to be aggressive, for the moment.] Who are you? A shard-bearer?

[sangilak]

[ you know, if only korra was more in-tune with her spiritual side, she'd be able to pinpoint exactly what about this guy is making her pause. ]

Hhhi. [ it's curious, if hesitant. ] ... You might want to give it a few minutes. The crowd'll thin out.

[stickanarrowinureye]

[That's not an answer. Or anything close.]

Whatever. Just be quiet.

And stay put, or something.

[contrasting]

[Oh. Oh! Quickly, she gasps in response, going into a giggle afterwards.]

Whoa, I forgot about that too! Just got sorta hyped about this new place and new people. Kind of a whole new world here, it gets your head all over the place. [BUT ANYWAY.] Arisato Minako! Go for Minako, definitely. Pleased to meet you, Oreki.

[sangilak]

Uh huh.

[ ... ]

So what're you planning to do about it?