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 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!

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[bornomega]

It's alright, Usagi-san. [Hotaru had seen the two blond buns of her princess and had made her way over to her light as fast as she could. Apparently, Usagi was lost in a world of her own as she did not notice when she bumped into the younger girl. She smiled as she grabbed the princess's elbow, steadying her.] But please be careful, I would not forgive myself if you got hurt.

[retund]

[ as he passes by, she catches his arm with a light touch.

like most others, she wants answers, not obvious lies. they're not real fairies. she knows fairies. she was a fairy. this all very unfairy-like. besides the obvious moral qualms she has with them -- fairies aren't this flashy. they're twee...not tacky. ]

Where are you going? [ her tone is even, a little suspicious, a little curious. ]

i cannot believe i was not informed of this

[altercate]

No one's kidding.

[ flatly, as if derek's initial reaction hadn't been along the same lines. but then, derek's never really had much problem being hypocritical, especially in times of stress. which this counted as, even if nothing more stressful than a feast was underway. ]

Have you seen anyone else?

[ because if derek's stuck here he'd hope he was stuck here with someone to act as a buffer between him and lydia. that was just for the best. ]

[soverenyi]

[ It's like a tugging deep inside him, the sound of her voice. He feels it more than hears it, feels her calling his name across the connection between them. A connection forged by his will, but deepening all the time. He's had his claws in her from the moment he met her. Of course she's here.

His smile, triumphal and exultant, sweeps across his face, making its angles more acute. He turns to her, eyes sharpening as they find her, and yet despite that obvious glee, his voice is almost lazy. ]

Alina.

For a moment, I almost believed I was lost. But I cannot be lost, can I? Not without you. I am never alone, so long as you still live.

Did you follow me, Alina? Did you come to me, as I knew you would?

Guinevere ➴ King Arthur

[torc]

( 1 )

[ Guinevere casts a critical eye across the spread weighing down the long table before her, one hand resting ever so lightly across the top of a high-backed chair. All around her the sounds of revelry clash and clatter noisily: her head spins and her ears ring with the sounds of everything she isn't. Stone and mortar weren't meant to hold her. These high walls are nothing more than a cage, and inside it she feels like some wild beast torn in cruelty from her land.

She needs some air.

Guinevere turns her back on the merriment and moves to exit the hall, pausing only briefly at the end of the table to pour herself a generous cup of water. Woad though she may be - a barbarian to most - she moves with the grace and poise of a queen, snowy and sombre with her chin held high and her gown rippling from her shoulders. She would not wish her Roman Arthur here, nor any of his stolen men, yet despite her stubbornness she can't deny that some part of her aches to see a familiar face. Any kind of reminder that home awaits across the the veil.

Oh, yes. Guinevere is familiar with Druidic practice. She's followed Merlin since she was a child, listening to prophecy and soaking in magic as old as natural as time itself. True, her own calling may be to fight, but this is a language she understands ...

In a manner of speaking.

After taking a left, then another left, Guinevere finds herself stepping out onto a quiet balcony. While she can still hear the sounds of the feasting she has more room to organise her thoughts; to close her eyes against the unease and clasp at her bow with her free hand.

Good.

At the very least she can take a measure of comfort in her aim. ]

[ripstides]

[ he's off in la la land really, zoning out. he's not a thinker because it's dangerous and he doesn't belong in his own head. he doesn't have the patience for it mostly and also? his ideas are dangerous, so. Percy's attention snaps instantly in her direction once she reaches for the chair beside him and he straights up, shaking his head. ] Nope. It's all yours.

[ it's kind of nice to be eating with people, like actually eating beside them instead of around them. Poseidon's table, except for the times when his half-Cyclops brother was there, tended to be party of this guy. ] Did you.. Did you just get here too?

[forgottendecade]

Have you found anything interesting on the computer?

[he was also use to hopping between dimensions and wasn't as confused as most people were. part of it was his whole life had been spent jumping from place to place, feeling the strange rhythms of the new planet and homing in on those that possessed a certain kind of power. the other part was that he had more important things to do, and the station held more useful tools for that than the fairy halls and their endless feasting.

Joji laid out tools on the table opposite of Dean and - with a grimace and a sharp hiss - yanked his right arm out of its joint and set it down next to the tools. a spark of green energy snapped off the connectors and he tsked to himself before selecting a tool and going to work on the fine wiring.]

Or does it connect at all outside of this realm?

[unneeded]

[Ah, one of those kinds of girls. Probably so used to deflecting strange boys that she thinks this is another pass. Archie gives her a bit of a dry look.]

It was only good advice. Not everyone's nurse used to cast hot coals into their used bathwater every night. I remember telling her when I first read A Midsummer Night's Dream and she was aghast at the misinformation I was being fed. She gave my schoolmaster an earful after that. Lucky she only spoke Scots and he didn't.

[Not shy at all, really. Trying to get a smile out of her.]

[decked]

[it's ridiculous how close scott is when isaac smells -- and hears -- him. he's not sure how he missed him before, or if scott arrived after him. the crowd really doesn't help him narrow down who's here and who's not and with so many people doing the exact same thing as he is (save for trying to scent people out) it's a little harder to track down who he wants to find.

seeing scott is probably the most relief he'll feel in a while. isaac has no idea how he managed to be kidnapped, let alone how long they'll be stuck.

he whirls around in the midst of the crowd at scott's ever-pressing 'excuse me's and darts forward, reaching out to grab his arm to get his attention.]

Scott, hey- [letting go of scott's arm-] are you okay? I just got here and, uh. Nothing happened to you, too, right? Besides being kidnapped.

[halfdressed]

Like Ares doesn't have a hundred of those, too.

[ Her scarves are way more important, they stop crimes of fashion occurring. Or should. 'Love magic' on it, gross. Sounds like an STD, which she does not condone. ]

Herc's buddy Iolaus told me this one time that he went through a portal to an alternate reality where, like, everyone was way different. Ares was the God of Love and I was this weird, prudish queen. [ Her smile wilts again, a little harder to pick up. ] And Hephaestus wasn't ever really happy about much anyway, don't sweat it.

[precautionary]

I can't say I share your sentiment. [ the Dark Fae knew how to throw parties. ] There's something almost comforting about seeing people worse off than you are every once in awhile. [ maybe that's the wolf in him, preferring to feel superior to others. ]

I can think of a few friends that might have a blast there, booze or no booze, just for the chance to be wild in a way that wouldn't have any effect on them the next day. Still, I imagine the risks are greater.

[merelychewed]

Patience is only a virtue up until your stomach is empty, even with fish.

[ Then all bets are off. He takes a seat on the ground where he is and regards her curiously. ]

I must admit that I have never seen a beast quite like you before. Are you of this realm?

[sankta]

[ Did you come to me?

Her only instinct was to lash out at him. To end it now. To fight him in this world before he could even make it back to their world. But maybe if she kept him here, Ravka could go on without them? That was what she had intended, after all. Take them both from it. Let Ravka go on as it was meant to be. ]

I didn't know you were here. [ She answered honestly. Stalling. Trying to figure out her next move. ]

How long have you been here?

[marksqueen]

[she doesn't always mean to come off this way but yeah, boys do kind of hit on her a lot more than she'd like. And she just said goodbye to a prince she kind of maybe liked, so she's even less eager to warm up to flirting.

See how she moves this conversation away from fairies]

Oh, I do love Shakespeare. Which one of his plays is your favorite?

yoooooo

[lamentum]

[ familiar faces are always great when kidnapped by fairies and trolls. greater in numbers and all that. ignoring how outnumbered they are right now. ]

Seems that way, doesn't it? [ lydia smiles, a tight and clearly annoyed smile. ] I'm fine, physically. [ just... rattled. ]

[akito]

((ooc: read the headcanon info you typed up in your journal and oh gosh it's wonderful *///* hope you don't mind me tagging you!))


[ Akito is jolted out of his daze by the bit of food that lands on his lap. He jumps slightly, letting out a bit-back squeak of surprise. It doesn't take him long to figure out what's happened, and he's quick to offer a small, awkward smile to show that there's no harm done. ]

It's okay. They needed a wash anyway, ne?

[ though the food on his lap reminds him that he's hungry. He and Agito have both been avoiding eating and drinking as much as they can, out of fear the more they eat the more indebted they might become. They take only what they need to survive. Their stomach so kindly growls it's disagreement with this plan.

Akito reluctantly offers the food to the boy who dropped it; holds out the hem of his shirt like a tray. ]

Do you still want it, or should I throw it out?

[bornomega]

[She had gone out to think when she saw the other girl standing in the field. After all, they were both sore thumbs. Wednesday all in black, and she nearly the same. So when she saw the girl suddenly collapse, she had gone over to her. And then, there was the reciting of Shakespeare. She listened, letting her continue.

When she heard the last part, having watched in silence all this time, she responded, quite calmly, purple eyes never leaving the other girl's pale, yet dark visage.]

Good my lord,
How does your honor for this many a day?

[ripstides]

You think that qualifies us for a discount? Like the more friends you recruit for padded rooms, the better the view out the barred window? [ Percy Jackson, you are not hilarious. the end.

he's talking to talk. that's an actual thing. he feels himself relax in her embrace if only because it feels great to have her in front of him, and real, and in one piece. Percy pulls out the chair beside her as indicated and makes himself comfortable. ]

I could probably use the caffeine. How much sugar are they offering?

i'm sorry gosh!!!!

[lamentum]

[ a groan.

of course it'd have to be derek. it couldn't be stiles, or allison, or scott, or even issac. had to be derek. because that is what she has always wanted to do; being trapped in some sort of creepy fairy feast with derek hale. ]

No. Why are you asking me? Can't you smell them with that werewolf nose of yours?

[ yeah, a buffer is desperately needed. ]

<3

[counterbalanced]

By jove. [Another quiet exclamation. He'd nearly forgotten about the awful news Peter and Susan broke as they left, distracted by these new surroundings as he was.] That's right.

It's a possibility we shouldn't rule out, but I'm not entirely satisfied with it. I suggest we look around the area some more before we come to a better conclusion.

oh god i didnt even realize i said fairy fairy omfg i meant fairy party whoops

[decked]

[the moment he catches sight of her dagger, isaac's eyes flash a dangerous yellow, but he reels it back in as quickly as it came, letting out a great sigh of relief at her forgiveness. the last thing he needs right now is a fight.]

Sorry, again. Really.

[a beat,]

Oh.

[his eyes dart down to his drink, then back to her. nodding curtly, he looks around for something like a trash can -- as if -- before giving up. there's no way they have trash cans just lying about. he'd just have to hold on to this until he could toss it outside.]

Yeah. I wasn't gonna drink it anyway, and-- wait, you said they're not fairies? What the hell are they?

[marksqueen]

Yes, that sounds like the best plan. Though I'd feel better if I had my bow with me.

[despite her gentle nature, she would still take someone down if she felt threatened]

[counterbalanced]

[And his frown only deepens in response.]

From what I gather, everyone else is just as new to the court as we are. They might never have heard the rules of the fae before this.

[ripstides]

[ yup, thanks for that, kid. outstanding faith. juuuust be thankful that he's not a mind reader. ]

No, yeah. I knew that. That's what we're all doing here. I just didn't believe I'd see anyone I know here. [ no, not because he thinks he's some special snowflake and only he can have a ~shard~ inside of him but because everyone else deserves a break from the grabby hands of fate. he sighs, more at himself than Nico and looks around. ] Have you seen anyone else?

[infant]

I don't think it would matter if you shook all of them at once, their dust doesn't do anything. I tried it on the boys over there.

[ Who are dumb enough to at least have one happy thought knocking around and float, with a bit of the right kind of pixie dust. ]

What's your name?