TEST DRIVE MEME #8

[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 not with mirthful revelry, this time around dear friends. There is a seriousness in the air, though the food is still hearty and the imps still mischievous. 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! Be mindful, though -- the monarchs are watching and cross court communication should be done with the utmost secrecy.

Comments

[selfimage]

You'd best be very specific on your definition of "cool," or you'll end up with an unfortunate slab of ice with a convenient eye-hole.

[ he says hotly.

Loki makes a snag for the cap, trying to fit it over the golden, horned diadem on his head. ]

[showpony]

[awh man. ]

Dude, you can't just jack a mans wares like that.

[Which is to say, he makes very mature grabby hands to get it back. ]

[selfimage]

[ hello, someone is trying to keep it just out of his reach. ]

The jacking skill has been unlocked. [ he waves it closer and then pulls it back, looking all too smugly satisfied. ] Please, try to unjack—well, if you're feeling up to it, that is.

this is exceptionally hard with only 2 icons to spare

[showpony]

[it is not by any means his favorite hat (is favorite hat is at home, sitting neatly upon Kori's dresser, abandoned) but it is his. there are two ways about this, he decides; he can do the leap and grab or, he can grab and arrow and it off Smuggy McSmugs head.

but first: ]

Where did you learn that pick up line? Grade school?

[and secondly: the old arrow. the trusty pal; even without all its fancy tricks, it still shoots true. he lifts his bow, takes aim and -- fires, dead center. rip trucker hat. ]

let's do this ok

[selfimage]

[ a very curious thing happens.

the arrow snags the hat, gives Loki a bit off the top (with a little "oop" on Loki's behalf) and begins to go along its merry way. unfortunately for Roy, Loki grabs the shaft as it leaves his head, right before the steel tip, and twirls it between dark nailed fingers.

he begins to take the hat off of it like it's something slimy. ]

Asgard—but you could call them much of the same. There's the same drunken brutishness about.

[ Loki, people don't get drunk in grade school. ]

[showpony]

[Roy resists a deep sigh; it's there, waiting to be heaved, but he keeps it bay. He's too indignant; he can't remember the last time someone caught one of his arrows. He's not sure anyone has. He'd be impressed if he weren't hatless.

But, maybe more importantly: if Loki caught it drunk, he's done. He is done with this life.]

You must be the fun babysitter.

[By which he means, utterly terrible. He eyes his hat with eyes sad enough to sway even the grouchiest of men. ] Dude, give me my hat back. It's the only I brought.