TEST DRIVE MEME

[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 grand feast is held in the Eaglais clearing. The food is good, the music is sweet, and the evening is lit by gentle fairy lights. All Shardbearers of all courts are summoned here under a universal truce for the evening. Nature itself has shaped itself into tables, chairs, and long couches so that the new guests can rest. When they’re ready to call it a night, Shardbearers are brought to their court strongholds in a one-way trip by fairies and imps. 02. NETWORK Take advantage of your Locket! The network can be accessed by any Shardbearer with a locket or shardless characters with enchanted devices, and is a quick way to meet new people and discuss the state of the world. 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld! There are lots of places to go, and plenty of trouble to get into in them!

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richard gansey iii | the raven cycle

[wakens]

ARRIVAL

( This is all too much to take in. Gansey has always searched for a higher purpose, a reason for his second chance, answers to why he'd been been saved. He'd longed to find what he was meant to do with his life that would make it worthwhile, and him worthy. He wasn't sure if this was it, but being told he was to play a part in history, that his choices would influence the outcome of a war (or the absence of one) was huge. None of this has really sunk in yet, and instead of thinking about what it all means, he delves into his fascination and awe for the world itself, seeks out patterns and ties with the history he'd studied and knew like the back of his hand. Dead Welsh kings, ley lines, magical forests. It was all real, here.

The feast is grand, and it all feels like every fantasy novel he's ever read. Or like a dream. The tables and chairs and long couches are incredible, and Gansey runs his hands over them and wonders what kind of magic this is, if it's dreams, if it's a ley line or something like Cabeswater. Or maybe another kind of magic entirely, something he hasn't heard of and will get to discover.

There's a pang about having to do that alone, without his friends. Henrietta had become a home that he'll sorely miss, but this is a place he won't allow his thoughts to stray into yet. Something else catches his eye, and he's rushing over to delight over the food. )

NETWORK/LOCKET - VOICE

( the voice that comes out of the locket is sure and smooth as anything. )

Right! I believe I should introduce myself, as I haven't been here for long. My name is Gansey, and I come from a town called Henrietta. I have a little question for you.

Does anyone know where I might find a pen or something to write with? I have a notebook containing pages that need filling with the brilliant and extraordinary things I've seen here so far, and I'm afraid of forgetting anything before I can find one.

Thank you!

WILDCARD

( Find him anywhere else! He can be found exploring every inch of the world he can, taking notes if he can, questioning people to learn about the way the world works, it's history and magic, and if anyone has heard of Glendower. )

locket - voice.

[greywar]

( you're shitting me. he knows that voice, that tone, anywhere. )

Mr President?

[wakens]

( he is way too excited to hear his friend's voice to comment on the mr president. )

Lynch? Ronan?

( sounds of fumbling, because gansey is getting up, ready to go find him, excitement clear in his voice. he sounds like he's bursting with things to say. )

Where are you? Stay where you are, I'll come find you!

[greywar]

( locket in one hand, ronan's pressed the other over his mouth,
trying to swallow down the giddiness of gansey being here. )

Yeah, Lynch-Ronan –

( exhale. get a handle on things. )

I'm not going anywhere, slow down. Are you okay?

[wakens]

I'm fine! Are you? Are you hurt?

( he's on the move but ronan has not told him where he is yet. he stops. )

Where am I going? Ronan, tell me where you are before I get lost.

[greywar]

No, I'm –– really glad you're here, shit –

( and he tells gansey where he his. )

– don't get lost.

[wakens]

Oh! I know where that is. Be right there.

( okay, it's a little far, and he gets there a little out of breath, but that's not because he was running or anything. )

Ronan!

[greywar]

( does he play it cool and sit still?
does he tell gansey about time, that he took too long? ronan had begun to drill
it into himself that he was without his friends, without gansey especially, and suddenly
he can't really joke about it, not now he's faced with him.

he flings his arms around gansey's shoulders, a little awkwardly,
fists bunching at his back, and opts for saying nothing. )

[wakens]

( this isn't something they do very often. it isn't something they've done for a while, but his arms still go around ronan as naturally as he breathes. offering comfort and reassurance, even through his own relief to see ronan here and in one piece. if ronan is here, then the others might be, too. )

Hey. It's good to see you.

[greywar]

( his fingers press into the shape of gansey's shoulderblades and then he lets go.
they don't hug often. it's not – them. they've never had to rely on physicality
to get through their friendship. gansey would often be in the next room over whilst
ronan sat with the door shut, and it was enough to just know that if he stepped out
gansey would be there with his notebooks or working on his scale model of their
town. he steps back, scratches his collarbone awkwardly, exhales. )

– when did you get here? And how did you not have a pen with you?

[wakens]

( ronan's presence immediately makes gansey feel more himself. his shoulders relax and his posture takes on the easiness of someone who attributes home to people. his relief that ronan is fine also reassures him that they'll be finding the others soon enough. perhaps they're not here, but gansey wants to be absolutely sure of this first. )

Not very long ago. They didn't know if any of you would be here, I kept asking.

( masking his worry with an awe and fascination for the place worked until he had time to think. he'd done his best not to. )

And I did have a pen! ( the story of how he lost said pen could have been funny or adventurous, but it's not. a sheepish expression flickers on his face, and then is gone. ) I lost it in high grass. Or maybe something stole it, I'm still not entirely sure.

[greywar]

( ronan lets out a short, rude bark of a laugh. it echoes in the place they're in, and
ronan's grin is lopsided. as always, exposed teeth make him look like something
dangerous – like a shark or a wolf – but if you know him, and gansey does (better
than anyone), there is a warmth buried beneath it. )

Maybe something made you lose it.

( he shakes his head. )

This place - it's like someone took Cabeswater and made it into a nation.

[wakens]

( it is, and Gansey loves it fiercely already. cabeswater had been such a discovery, the very place made of magic and dreams itself, and now he found himself in a world of it. unpredictable and surprising and all of it magic in some way or other. )

It is. It's much vaster than I thought at first, too.

( he's not yet thinking about distances between them, simply about the scope of the place and all the nooks and crannies that might be hiding some delightful trick, some new critter or plant with magical properties. )

locket - voice

[depicted]

Drop by the university some time. Pretty sure they'll loan anything to anyone with a promise to bring any relevant knowledge back to their archives.

[wakens]

I would be happy to share anything I find, so I'll be sure to do that, thank you. Do we have access to these archives, by the way?

[depicted]

Court policy is anyone who cares for knowledge is welcome. Don't know if that'll apply should they ever go to war, but then, they don't seem the war-mongering sort.

[wakens]

I already like the sound of the place.

And I don't mean to bombard you, but I do have another question if that's alright.

[depicted]

Then it's a shame you're not one of us.

Go on. Hit me with it.

[wakens]

Is there a way to find other Shardbearers from your world?

[depicted]

Ah.

That's pretty much only putting out an open call from the network, sorry.

[There are ways to sense another's homeworld, with a great deal of effort and training, but that only works if you're in person already. Kinda misses the point.]

[wakens]

That's the answer I expected, but I still wondered if there was something more practical. Thank you, though.

Are you with the university, by the way?

[depicted]

I'm Jade Society. Not exactly the same thing, but they do give me a nice place on the continent. [He gives Richard a little smile.] Why, looking to enrol?

[wakens]

Not at present, but I wanted to say we might see each other there.

( a beat. )

Or it might be too big for that.

[depicted]

[A soft laugh.] Nowhere is too big that two people moving in the same circles won't see each other.

It's Dorian Gray, by the way. A pleasure, Gansey.

[wakens]

( huh! funny name. )

Very nice to meet you, Mr. Gray. I'm sure we'll cross paths.

What is the Jade Society like?