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

[mulletrock]

I take it you're not thrilled about being here.

[Finally somebody with a good head on their shoulders. Dean figured the food was poisoned so he stayed away from it, but old habits die hard and the wafting smell of it drove him out onto the balcony so it could be avoided.

She was a babe. Not like he could resist a damsel in distress.]

[torc]

[ Instead of acting on the base instinct to cock her bow immediately, Guinevere quirks an eyebrow, releasing her bow to fold her arms across her chest. She keeps the cup cradled close - her gesture is defensive, it's undeniable - although she recognises that hostility will serve her no better here. From the man's obscure dress and general demeanour she'd say he's not a native of the land ...

A kindred spirit, perhaps. Time will tell. ]

I've survived far worse, I assure you.

[ The corners of Guinevere's mouth quirk up into a wry smile. It's elusive, just guarded enough, and her smirk gives away even less, but then she cocks her head just a little with ease of confidence. ]

You won't join in the festivities yourself?

[ Festivities. Yeah, forgive her for being sceptical. ]

[mulletrock]

[Okay, so judging the clothes and the weapon she couldn't have been from anywhere near the 21st century. He'd be sure to ask someone more into what's going on about that later. He has to admire a chick that can control a bow like that, it takes a good amount of strength and precision.]

You're not the only one.

[Definitely not ready to spill the beans on his lifestyle yet but it goes without saying that he's been up against some pretty heavy shit.]

I would, but I don't trust it. These mooks aren't telling us something and until I figure out more about what's going on I'm not gonna eat or drink anything they're shelling out.