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

[chilledout]

None of the others ring a bell, but yeah, I know who Captain America is. He was there when we met the Avengers a couple times. [Scott's brother had been there, and the whole scenario had been disorienting for Bobby. The biggest thing was this: he had been the one to vocalize that none of them knew each other all that well. Alex Summers, who actually didn't look a thing like Scott, seemed to represent the differences pretty well. He was a brother Scott failed to mention.

Bobby knows that it was with good reason, but things are how they are.]

Hey ... that means he's here, right?

[theincredibleherc]

Steven is here, yes. [That's a simple enough question to answer And this is a miserable tag, and Herc scans the hall one more time, but doesn't seem to find the man.] Probably around the feast somewhere, but I cannot say exactly where at the moment.

Regardless of all that, he's from an alternate version of our world. Where the Avengers have just formed. He's younger, perhaps a bit less jaded.

[chilledout]

So, maaaaybe a little less quick to lecture us and assume we're all bad? Yeah? Does that sound right? [His encounter with Steve Rogers hadn't been bad exactly. He got to meat Thor, and he was called something strange. But when it comes to Captain America, he's a pretty intimidating guy.

After that first question, he considers the other universe he went to, and that other Spider-Man. He frowns after a moment and leans in toward Hercules.]

Do you happen to know what his thoughts are on mutants? Or what this place makes of them? [The leap from "Steve Rogers" to "The Drabwurld" is quick, but he's worried. He's really worried.]

[theincredibleherc]

I...don't know if Steven really knows anything about mutants. I don't think this place, or he, really much mind though. I've never been given any impression to the contrary. William Kaplan seems to be getting on just fine, at least.

[Cap can be intimidating, yes, but only until you get to know him.]

I would fret not. Magic is commonplace here, and abilities are too. You'll fit right in. And if anyone gives you any grief about your gifts at all? Then I shall punch them. And that, my friend, is not a lesson any will be quick to forget!

[chilledout]

I'll have my very own punching guy? I've always wanted one of those. [In the last five seconds. Bobby has always wanted his "very own punching guy" within the amount of time it took to come up with that statement.

But still, the information that Hercules offers makes it easier for him to relax in this world. Bobby's always a little tightly wound (especially for someone who babbles and jokes as much as he does), but he he still likes knowing that. There are lots of powers here, and his powers won't stand out. As for the name Hercules mentions, "William Kaplan" is familiar, and he's pretty sure he met his older self that one time, but he can't say for sure.

Ah well.]

How hard do you punch?

[theincredibleherc]

[Herc laughs again, agreeing wholeheartedly with the statement about always wanting a punching guy. He was pretty happy to provide that, for anyone he liked really. It wasn't exactly like he ever minded sharing The Gift with anyone. It was more they minded him sharing it with them.

From Connecticut. Where they'd landed.]

...You know, I don't really think I've ever tried to think about it too hard. I punch hard enough. That's about as far as I've ever really let myself consider it. But I'm sure I'd break most scales used for it.

[That weren't, y'know, made of diamond.]

[chilledout]

So, what you're saying is that the demonstration I was cooking up in my head miiiight be a little dangerous ... [Bobby says, realizing that they can't really go around punching things and causing craters like he imagined in his head. Still, it's pretty cool to picture.]

But if there's fighting to be expected, I might see something soon, right? [There's a little bit of unease that creeps into his voice. He doesn't know if he's really looking forward to that, exactly. Or at all.

At all is about right.]

[theincredibleherc]

It might be. But if you find me a big rock, I'll break it just to make you feel better.

[A shrug at the comment, and Herc takes a swig of whatever he'd been drinking. Some sort of sweet juice, probably. It was cold, and that was what mattered.]

And you'd be surprised. I've had relatively little fighting since I arrived. A few villagers, an evil magical chicken, and Emperor Nero. But that at least was a spar.

[chilledout]

I don't know what sounds worse ... the violin playing emperor or the evil magical chicken. How did you come across an evil magical chicken? [After time traveling, Bobby has a few ideas about how Nero could have happened. So, he focuses on the chicken.]

[theincredibleherc]

Empress, actually. Apparently in that world Nero was a woman. [A lovely one.] And as for the most foul of fowl? He was marauding various farms, and I was asked by a friend to remove said chicken. So, I plucked him up, tied him to a reed raft, and set him adrift like Moses. Only feathered.

And evil.

[chilledout]

That's ... weird. [To both? Definitely to both. It's amazing how quickly he can label something weird, but lady emperor Nero is up there. They didn't go to the future and find that Scott Summers was a woman. They just found out that he was a weird revolutionary, but in the most boring way possible.

Which fits. Thanks for lying about that, Hank!]

Hey ... uh, if you need help with stuff like chickens again, call me. [It sounds like it involves a lot less death.]