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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[wakens]

Kinda.

( he does not, however, look put off by that. in fact, he's positively glowing. he notes the coldness of simon's hand, but it reminds him of a friend back home, who's hands are always cold, too. for specific reasons. )

Maybe there's a sort of magic that can make these things work again.

( gansey taps fingers on the table, wanting to ask a burning question. )

Did you know about magic, before coming here?

[assalted]

[You, sir, are way too excited about all this.

Still, he appreciates that the question is asked, and some tension eases out of his shoulders as he gives a crooked grin.]

Yeah, I got a crash course in all things supernatural fairly recently.

[It's kind of a relief to just put that out there early on. Better than tiptoeing around the subject because the one person who's talking to him seems pretty "normal mundane" and he doesn't want to scare them off with the whole "no actually this fairyworld nonsense isn't really all that mindblowing" thing.]

[wakens]

( it's part adrenaline, really. finding himself in a whole other world, and so much more magic than he'd thought he'd ever see, after he thought he'd seen so much of it already back home.

and also because gansey is a huge nerd about magic and has been looking for it his entire life. )

What is it like, where you're from?

[assalted]

[Well, he's with you on the nerd front. Though it's still up for debate whether he wishes the magic would have just stayed in his games and comics and stuff.]

It's...normal, in a lot of ways. I mean, I have no idea what it's like where you're from, so maybe your definition of normal is different than mine...

[A pause, and Simon frowns and shakes his head, starting over.]

I'm from Brooklyn. Regular, no-magic Brooklyn. I only just got introduced to the less normal part of the city like, maybe a few months ago?

[And boy, has it been an eventful and life-changing few months.]

[wakens]

There's a magic city in Brooklyn?

( it shouldn't be that surprising, but the magic he'd found so far had been so closely tied to his little world, the bubble he lived in in his search and with his friends, that it was strange to think of magic existing beyond it. )

I'm from Henrietta, Virginia. I followed what they call the ley lines from Wales to there.

[assalted]

The city itself isn't magic, as far as I can tell. Just a portion of the people who live there, normally unnoticed by mundanes -- uh, regular people.

[Shit, he's even picking up the talk. Then again, it had to happen sooner or later. Not like he counts as a mundane anymore.]

What's so special about Virginia?

[wakens]

( well, that's interesting. a whole world of magical things existing just below the surface. it's different than the magic of henrietta, which has mostly been asleep for hundreds of years.

speaking of! here comes his favorite part of these conversations. )

How much do you know about Welsh kings?

[assalted]

[Well, that's one way to introduce a topic. Simon arches an eyebrow but plays along.]

Absolutely nothing.

[wakens]

Well, I'm looking for one. Owen Glendower. They hid his body from the English centuries ago, and a lot of things point to him having been taken to Henrietta.

( he hunches his shoulders like see, self explanatory. )

That's what's so special about Henrietta.

( at least at first. now it's home, too, and gansey could elaborate an essay on why henrietta is special. )

[assalted]

[aaand the eyebrow arches higher.]

Because there's a dead king buried there? I mean, that's cool and all, but it sounds more likely to make the town into a tourist trap than anything magic.

[wakens]

It can't be a tourist trap when no one knows about it. People still think he's buried somewhere in Europe. Most people.

( and he's seen proof of that magic, too, which has only been making him more and more certain that glendower is nearby, below his feet, all this time. )

Henrietta is magic, and Glendower's there. We just haven't found him yet.

[assalted]

Yeah, but when you find him? Boom. Suddenly, families with screaming kids taking pictures of everything and crappy souvenir shops popping up everywhere.

[You have been warned.]

[wakens]

( this is probably true, but considering they expect to find glendower sleeping and to wake him, things might go down differently. but he gives a short laugh and a smile. )

Cross that bridge when we get to it.

[assalted]

[He'd have all sorts of other advice for you if he knew that part -- like no stop do not wake the dead that sounds like a very bad idea. But for now, a shrug and a smile.]

So, I guess this whole situation must be like a dream come true if you're really into magic.

[wakens]

( UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE YEAR, MY FRIEND. he looks like he doesn't even know where to start. )

Yeah, it's... it's splendid. It's incredible. It's the stuff of legends I've been researching for years.

[assalted]

[If only Magnus were here. That guy could throw off anyone's fairytale ideas of magic.]

All the stories are true.

[What Jace told Clary, way back when all this began. And he was right, wasn't he? Simon frowns a little, contemplative, but eventually shrugs.]

I mean, Virginia exists back home. Maybe we're technically from the same world and you just can't see all the crazy stuff.

[wakens]

That's certainly possible. I don't think magic has any limits in how it demonstrates itself.

( it definitely has limits in the broader sense of the word, but not in the ways it exists. it can be a forest, it can be a dream, it can be a line of energy that runs under the ground. )

And I think it's selective in who gets to see it.

[assalted]

[Simon scoffs, pursing his lips.]

Not that selective. Pretty much everyone but mundanes, really.

[wakens]

Can only magical people see magic in your Brooklyn?

( you'll have to excuse him, finding things out is kind of his thing and he will be asking questions forever or until he's satisfied he has all the facts. )

Can you do magic, yourself?

[assalted]

Yeah. Warlocks and witches, fairies, vampires, werewolves, demon slayers, etcetera.

[He counts off on his fingers as he goes, but he thinks he got all the groups. Probably. Are mermaids real? He's still not sure about that one.]

But no. I can only do magic in Dungeons and Dragons.

[wakens]

( the d&d joke makes him chuckle, which is worthy of note considering magical creatures are still something he's trying to wrap his head around. )

Magical beings like that existing here is one thing, but them existing back in my world... I don't know. It seems strange. I thought I was starting to finally see the world for what it was, now that I'd seen magic, but it must only be the tip of the iceberg.

( he's talking about this more than he normally would with a stranger. maybe because he's been alone so far and has seen so much, had so many ideas, and no one to bounce them off of. it's oddly reminiscent of his early days on the hunt for glendower, all by himself. )

[assalted]

Hey, I get it. I though magic was just like, movie and manga stuff up until a few months ago. Then my best friend turned out to be from a race of demon hunters, and things sort of just spiraled from there.

[Now he drinks blood and lives with a Xbox-obsessed werewolf. Life got weird very fast.]

[wakens]

My best friends are magic, too.

( or dead, but that's a detail. )

But I'm the one that dragged them into this in the first place.

[assalted]

[Almost all his friends these days are some sort of magic. But he's the only dead one.]

"This" meaning hunting dead kings? I mean, it doesn't sound like the worst thing in the world to drag your friends into. Just like a supernatural scavenger hunt.

[wakens]

( gansey points a finger at simon, like ah-ha! you got it. )

Exactly! That's what it's been, for the most part. I don't think I would have gotten this far without them, either.