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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! |

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Shut up! [ Back-tracking a step, ice begins to peel down the lampshades and tables, crisp and sharp. ] Don't tell me what I am.
[ The gargoyle has his grip tightening on his staff for the duration of the metamorphosis, his guard well and truly up and ire needled. He knows who he is; the Guardians were all people Before. It doesn't fall to a complete stranger to lace Jack with Jackson in the dark, largely because it's such a wide angle to try and hit that he actively neglects to try first-hand himself. ]
I'm nothing like you, you don't know anything about me.
[ As stupid as it seems, he really doesn't want to attack a cat. Even if it's an illusory one. ]
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[The tip of the cat's tail twitches, and its voice is quite even and serious.]
That's where you're wrong again. I know more than you'd think - besides, we're both here, aren't we? That's enough of a connection to be getting on with, if you ask me.
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[ Turning on his heel, he stamps his staff on the ground and sends a nasty rush of ice at the couch on his retreat. ]
I don't have to listen to this.
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[The air surrounding the cat sparked with warmth, and the ice turned to water and steam without touching it. It yawned and settled down, stretching, opening its jaws in a luxurious yawn, as though to punctuate a point.]