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!

Comments

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha's own hands are empty. she's not sure if she likes it. when she has her phone in her hands, she feels like nothing can really touch her — she's lost in her own little world, having something and someone to focus on. here? there's nothing to do but wander around. and when she wanders around, she realises how lonely and frightened she really is. she wants to be in the community centre, picking up litter, burying bodies of probation workers and freaking the fuck out over it and the consequences. ]

[ her eyes move towards the entrance before returning to the bloke near her. alisha doubts he's talking to her, but she's tired of being quiet, of sulking in her own corner. how's she meant to get home if she can't find anyone who knows anything about getting back home? ] Not exactly what I'd call a funny one.

[ she crosses her arms against her chest and seems to deflate a little. she's none too happy and it shows. ]

[sangilak]

[ when aang starts to back away, korra feels herself deflate, shoulders drooping a little. ]

You don't believe me, huh? [ she's not sure she'd believe herself either, but that doesn't mean she's giving up! she holds up her hands and takes a step closer to the door, not wanting to unnerve aang more than she already has because if he bolts?

well.

he's not called twinkle toes for nothing, and she's still not good enough at airbending to match any tricks he might pull out of his sleeve. ] I can prove it to you.

[actually112]

[Unfortunately, Aang's not sure how well he'd be able to bolt this time. If he tries bending, his back hurts so much that he thinks he'll pass out. He really shouldn't even be walking around right now, but he needs to try going back home.

An inexplicable sense of panic settles on him at the concept of proof. Proof means she's telling the truth. Proof means that he's really dead, that Azula killed him, that he failed again. Proof means that there are no more airbenders, that the comet came and went, that Ozai won and Katara and Sokka and Toph all were probably hunted down like animals for their affiliation with him.

So it's kind of a struggle to keep his voice even and his heart from pounding out of his chest when he says,] You're not the Avatar because I'm not dead yet.

[pterosaur]

:So you haven't. I don't know why that was ever a thing people did - astronomy, maybe. Or logistics.:

[Math was never her favorite topic, but Janine has a ridiculous memory for some things. She walks out farther onto the patio, as if completely unconcerned by his alarm.]

:Man, human things are small. I didn't realize I'd have trouble with doorways. What a shame, huh? It's more comfortable inside.:

oh my god i feel so bad dkjslkgslk

[sangilak]

...Huh?

[ of course he's not dead yet, he's still a kid... korra screws up her face in thought and remembers what she was told when she arrived here. this place is a "realm between all realms," and the last thing korra remembers after giving her speech in republic city are a bunch of creatures kidnapping her. then she was here.

so... no, they couldn't be dead. korra doesn't remember dying, so there's no way aang would be dead either, right? not when he's looking this young.

okay. OKAY, she's figuring this out now. ]

I'm pretty sure this is Spirit Realm stuff that's messing everything up because I don't think you're dead yet, either. I don't remember dying before I got here; I was kidnapped. And besides, you're not supposed to die until you're an old man.

[ please don't freak out, aang, please don't freak out.. ]

Poor Aang never catches a break

[actually112]

[Breathe, Aang. Breathe. She said you died as an old man. Considering how many threats there are on your life per day, that's really, really good.

Breathe.

He clings to his glider, which he's currently using as a staff, and looks her up and down.]

Can you airbend for me?

[Both as proof of her being the Avatar and as an indication of whether or not there were any airbenders after him that could teach her.

He doesn't know what to think, but he's going to make sure she's telling the truth before he tries.]

weeps, it's true.

[sangilak]

[ a quick, confident nod answers his question. her expression melts into a lopsided grin, trying to be reassuring. ]

Sure I can. [ but glancing around the room makes it clear that it's probably not the best idea to do any fancy airbending inside. ] I saw a garden down the hallways a bit. I can show you out there.

[aiwendil]

[All sense of friendliness is gone from Radagast's expression as he turned to face Fëanor. Oh yes, he recognizes you, even after such a long time.

Ah well, he's doesn't see any reason to walk away and Fëanor is looked at directly, this wizard isn't a push over.]

I would offer to show you the same hospitality but you don't seem like you could fit under there. [He said with a jab of his staff in the other's direction.] But I don't think you want to talk about the birds, do you?

[aiwendil]

They love to talk, my friend, if you listen. [Radagast assumes it's some magic, Men and Elves have their own he doesn't meddle with so long as they don't harm the Arda. And this one doesn't seem like a threat, Radagast holds out his arm to let the squirrel make his way over to Aang.]

He's a squirrel of this forest, living in that tree which is quite old by his recollection. [The wizard nodded with certainty.]

[actually112]

[He nods slowly, then looks at the ground, trying to center himself and sorting out his feelings as he turns away from the door and starts walking towards the hall. Now that he's actually moving, it's clear that there's something wrong with his back. And, well, now that she can actually see his back, there's a hole punched through the cloth and there's a brand new, bright red scar from a lightning strike stretched along his spine.]

Okay. Let's go, then.

[At the moment, he sounds very subdued, but don't worry, Korra. Once he's had a chance to process and heal, he will never shut up.]

deal!

[atetheapple]

[Once, these sort of reunions had filled her with dread. Had been so hard to bear- almost enough that she had walked away, tired of feeling as if their lives would never be anything but a sequence of poison wedging them apart, only for them to be too stubborn to accept it. Now? It only fills her with a sense of relief, a little dry humour.

Her fingertips settle on the arc of his cheekbones, desiring to keep him close- feel him real and soak in the fact that he's right there with her. Alone- she might not have been able to do more than put up a half decent fight. Together? They've beaten far worse. When they part, she feels like she can breath easy again, resettling her hands onto his chest to keep up the point of contact. She shifts her focus to the matter at hand]

I think so. [It's a bit uncertain, a bit apologetic, a bit- well, old hat] Whatever happened- I don't think it was on purpose. Unless- is it just us?

[mdma]

[effy pockets her lighter. she's intrigued, at the very least, that mathilda is watching her as much as effy watches everyone. it doesn't bother her, it just makes things interesting.

and more distracting. she taps her cigarette, bringing it to her lips to take a quick drag.]

The whole thing.

[there's a hint of bitterness when she speaks up again,]

Who knew fairies existed.

ekljrlewkrj should be sleeping & not tagging BUT EEEEIII

[13th_member]

[It seems Roxas had just missed her arrival, but thankfully he spots her after returning from his failed attempt at rip open a dark corridor as an escape route. In an instant, he makes his way through the party to make a grab for her wrist.]

Kairi?

[A familiar face is always great to see during unfamiliar times, but seeing her, of all people, makes his stomach drop. Of course it had to be his Other's not!gf best friend who would be kidnapped. While he was wary before about this whole scenario and having a new body, his thoughts immediately focus on her while a sense of protectiveness kicks into overdrive. (Something he must've picked up from Sora.) His own situation also gives him the idea that Namine may not be with her as well. And just as they had all returned to Destiny Islands...]

[foreshadowing]

[ They are both giving the table a solid once over- but of the pair, Jolly is clearly more invested than his companion.

It isn't his fault.
They have cake after all. ]

D'you mean like the Persephone that's sort of kidnapped and held hostage- or the Persephone that becomes Dread Queen of the Underworld? Because I'm rather more willing for one than the other all things considered.

[arcarius]

Lydia!

[It's called out in between a throng of a few people and Allison is really non to gentle in pushing them aside to get to her. Kidnapping aside- there's people actually running around enjoying the revelry. They're eating the food and dancing or mingling with others, and only a few seem as scared as they should.

On the list of people she should really have to worry about, Lydia isn't top tier, because Lydia's too smart to fall into trouble with something like this. But it doesn't mean she doesn't need to get to her, and stay with her while they look for the others.

She finally breaks through them to reach her, hand reaching out to settle onto her shoulder]

I hate to say it, but I'm glad I found you.

[madcuriosity]

[She sits up and blinks as she looks at him.]

You have white hair! Are you a faerie too?

[madcuriosity]

I heard you're not supposed to eat the food faeries offer you. [Alice said as she saw the man beside her eating so easily.] You should be careful, sir. Though, I don't know how true it is. This turns a bit of everything I know on its head. And I don't think it's a nice experience to turn on your head, it must be quite painful lest it wouldn't be an expression for something so hard.

omfg

[floreatlibertas]

[ Jas hums thoughtfully and wedges himself into the spot next to his friend, turning the shining apple over in his palm. he wonders at it's gleaming skin, and polishes it on his left wrist. ]

You plan on becoming Dread Queen, Jolly Roger?

[foreshadowing]

Well I only mean, if the choice is between Queen and Hostage, it's not really much of a question is it?

[ For lack of anything to do with his hands (as they have yet to settle the Are We Eating question) Jolly's fingers light on the carved backing of a particularly ornate chair. He doesn't care much for the upholstery. ]

Alice Liddell | Alice in Wonderland/Alice Through the Looking Glass

[madcuriosity]

Option 1

Alice Liddell, the girl who followed. It seemed like a very appropriate title. Following the white rabbit brought her to Wonderland, following the Red Queen's advice led her across the Looking Glass, and now? Well now she had followed faeries. Maybe she should be titled: Alice Liddell, the far too curious girl for her own good. Thank goodness she wasn't a cat, though not even Dinah was as curious as she was, she didn't think. She'd have to ask Dinah, should ever she get the chance, who was the more curious between the two of them. That led Alice to think about all sorts of things.

Did cats know they were curious? Surely not, if they knew, then they wouldn't get in half the trouble that they did. But then... well Alice knew how curious she was and she still...

"Well just look at the situation I'm in, I suppose!" she said to herself as she wandered the feast hall.

"I do wonder if the animals are different here! Wouldn't that just be the case once more! I'm quite glad I have experience with talking animals already or I mightn't know what to do."

Alice's head was looking this way and that, talking quietly to herself about utter nonsense, or well, others might find it nonsense. Alice found it to be very practical talk. Still, her head was turning this way and that, taking in everything she could of the grand palace. Alice was looking at the ceiling, commenting on how she wondered if it was easier to make incredibly high ceilings if you could fly, or if it became harder because you got tired faster.

So taken by her train of thought, she walked backwards right into someone. She gave a sudden "OH!" jumping and spinning to look at who she ran into.

[counterbalanced]

Fairy circles. That's usually how it's done.

[He makes a gesture at the feast, and its guests--people like Edmund and Allison, who have been stolen from their homes.]

I don't remember stepping into one, and neither do some of the people I've spoken to. I'm not an expert on the Fae, mind, but I don't recall this many disappearances happening all at once.

[counterbalanced]

I know. [That's what has him worried.]

How long do you think we can last without food or water?

[They're going to have to eat eventually, and this time there won't be a convenient apple grove around to stave off the hunger.]

Peter Pevensie | The Chronicles of Narnia

[sublimity]

[This is not one of the three places he saw through the portal Aslan created.

It is nothing like the bright blues and greens of the Telmarines’ new (old) home, nor like the hard grey of the train station they are meant to return to. It certainly isn’t Narnia, though this place does have its own type of wild beauty.

The feel of magic permeates everything here, in a way that makes him feel wary, especially since it seems he has arrived unaccompanied. Of course he would rather his siblings stayed safe, especially if this isn’t the will of Aslan (for surely he would have sent them together elsewhere and not have said it was time for them to return to England), but there certainly is a comfort in facing the unknown with them.

Peter looks around surreptitiously, seemingly at ease despite the alertness in his eyes, occasionally stopping a passerby.]

Pardon me, have you seen a boy and two girls wearing similar garb to mine?

[The trained eye would note the hand held casually by the hilt of his sword as he kept a careful distance from the food.]

Johnny Storm | Fantastic Four | Option 1

[burnwithawesome]

[Johnny wasn’t sure that he swallowed much of what these people were telling him. It all seemed pretty unbelievable, at least he part about having some kind of gemstone growing inside of him. It was pretty clear to him that the world he is in isn’t the one he was born in. It seemed insane to think that he could just suddenly end up in another world like this, but here he was.

It was too much of a headache to dwell over all of the information that had been dumped onto him, so he was just going to go with the flow for a little while before trying to figure things out. Going with the flow in this case meant enjoying some of the huge feast that they had laid out for all of them.

He was sipping from a goblet of wine at the moment while he looked around at all of the other people here. He was considering going to try out some of the food, because he smelled absolutely delicious right now.]

[infant]

My what?

[ The mirth vanishes, snuffed out as swiftly as fingers closing over a wick. His distress grows as he paces, blooming to match his indignation over the last argument he had with someone else, someone dear. ]

They're only games. That's all! I am no Father and Wendy is not really the Mother of anyone, my boys belong to themselves. I have no son, Captain!

Stop it, this isn't fun.