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TEST DRIVE MEME

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! |

grell sutcliffe | black butler
[there is much going on, and while she's not quite sure she accepts it all, at least she can understand it. and the way they had phrased it, they were quite right, she was special. that was more than enough to make her abandon even the tinge of a thought that she'd be a wallflower tonight (so distasteful an option anyway) and instead move around, mingling, laughing, and enjoying herself in this new place, this Unseelie Court.
eventually, she singles someone out, going over to them and extending her hand.]
Would you dance with me?
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3)
[night is falling soon, and that is exactly what Grell was after. call it Pandora's vice taken hold, but if it did not pan out, all she was losing on the shore of Loch Noa was some time. and that seemed to be present in abundance here. the light of her fire burns bright, hopefully a signal to the supposed spirit of the girl that resides here. perhaps it draws in someone else who wishes to test the myth, or perhaps she will spend the night with only her own company. no matter. she'll tend the fire while she waits.]
dat name snag tho - 1
to him, this is just another grand adventure.
though but a boy, Jas is tall, near the same height as she though his youth is in his bright blue eyes and in the narrow of his face. regardless, he takes her hand, slotting his palm beneath her own and bowing over it with the sort of graciousness one would expect from a play, not reality. the glossy black of his curls swing against his shoulder as he does so. ]
I would love nothing but. [ and though she had extended the invitation he sweeps her out grandly into an empty space. ]
my pride and joy