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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captain hook | once upon a time

[piratic]

[ hook isn't about to be seduced by a grand feast and explanations of their purpose that not even a child would believe. he's had enough to deal with, having been whisked back to the enchanted forest with barely goodbye to those left behind, something that has left a sense of bitterness in his bones he tries his best to stifle. it doesn't help that he's surrounded by the unfamiliar once more either, not when he'd only just gotten used to the weird wonders of storybrooke.

alas, at least it's not neverland.

and even then, ever changing scenery is much in the nature of a pirate, and as such, he doesn't head for the exit immediately. instead, hook lingers off to the side, eyes scanning the vast amount of people... waiting for just the right one to stop with a greeting of his own kind. ]

How many do you reckon will believe the story told us here?

[orcsurfing]

[ When addressed, stops in his step, glancing in the direction of the person speaking. Wandering about he is, seeking faces familiar and dear and finding too few of them to content his heart, though his father is present, accepted the summons, and that gladdens his heart. Like most folk present, the man is unfamiliar to him, but that doesn't mean he'll begrudge him a response.

He quirks a brow in question. ]

Should you not already believe it if you have answered the summons?

[ Both the King and the Prince of the Woodland Realm arrived of their own free will. A summon has been sent, envoys of fairies that have informed him of the matters. Seeing no reason to refuse, Legolas agreed and he has been lead to this strange land that's steadily growing stranger and stranger with every moment passed. ]

[piratic]

Believing does not come so easily to me.

[ the feast might be there to welcome them, to sooth their concerns-- but if he was entirely willing, there would be no need for them. and hook is one to always question, to make his own way, set his own path. this place, this task, it's no different to him. ]

Something tells me I'm hardly the only one, either.

[ which leads to wonder why his new pointy-eared friend is so eager to do as he is told. ]

They should have simply summoned more like yourself.

[orcsurfing]

[ It is a confusing matter for all of a blink of an eye moment: why would one be here, if they did believe what the fairies have said? Perhaps not all of them came here out of their own volition. And it's a thought that brings a frown to otherwise smooth features, eyebrows drawn together, lips pressed into a straight line. He sweeps his gaze over the crowd briefly, before returning to the speaker. ]

Perhaps, but the choice was not their to make if I understand the matters correctly. [ He speaks softly, swiftly, with no judgement nor ill will, merely with disappointment colouring his words. ] Though they should not have taken the choice of another's, if they wished not to come they should not have to.

[ A pause for a thought, a memory of times dark, where choices were nothing but a temptation that could never come true. When one choice lead through dangers beyond any measure without even a trace of hope for success, and another to certain enslavement and destruction of all life in Middle-Earth. A choice only in a name, truly. ]

Yet there may have been no other way as well... To question what you are told and what you see is wise, until doubts set you back from progressing.

[ The ever helpful elven counsel, neither a yes or a no, or both at once a yes and a no, though Legolas does not intend it as such. A statement, an opinion and lastly a thought to himself for consideration. ]

[brainiest]

[ She perks up at the words, hearing someone speak - up until now people seem to have been milling around doing little much of anything, save eating and spending their time enjoying the feast. She wishes there was more opportunity to do research up until now but the darkened hallways don't seem particularly inviting, at least not yet.

She relishes the chance to speak to someone, perking up and smiling a little, tilting her head. ]

A few, I think? It's not the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, not really.

[piratic]

[ on top of everything, the fact that there are actual children around, many of which are seemingly from various different worlds, is also something that rubs hook the wrong way. still, as the girl answers him, he only raises a brow at her. ]

Ridiculous or not, the place hardly garners any trust. [ the place, the story of what is going on or how they're supposed to help. it all makes his hook itch almost, as if unwariness really is seeping into his skin. ]

Tell me, girl, where do you come from?

[brainiest]

[ Well, that she can understand. Being dragged to another world for a strange and unfamiliar purpose isn't exactly the best way to get someone on your side, but Hermione wants to give them the benefit of the doubt as much as she can, at least until she's learned enough to think otherwise. ]

That's true. They could've asked instead of bringing us here, I suppose, but maybe that defeats the whole purpose of whatever it is they're trying to do. [ She breathes out, pursing her lips a little.

At the simple 'girl' she purses her lips, crossing her arms. ]

My name is Hermione Granger and I'm from England.

[marksqueen]

[something about this man reminds her a bit of the Telmarines. Since most of them were not all that friendly, she watches him with a guarded expression]

I'm not one to believe very easily, sir.

[piratic]

[ hook can sense her wariness almost instantly, as it's something he's more than used to. but still, he offers a smile -- not the most genuine but it's there -- before answering in the most nonchalant of tones. ]

Sounds like sense to me. Something most here seem to be lacking.

[marksqueen]

[his accent doesn't match a Telmar's. In fact, it sounds almost... Susan purses her lips in thought]

People do often lose sense when they confront magic. I've lived with magic for a while now, so maybe that's the difference.

[unmagic]

[ it's one thing to be told that you are never going to see your son ever again. another to be told he, and emma, won't remember anything about you, while you are being whisked away to the one land you could have gone the rest of your life never seeing again.

it's something completely different to show up here, and be told that, and then all but waved off and told to enjoy yourself because you're now fighting a war. at least he knew the enchanted forest, had gotten in and out and back and away again so many times, what's one more? this? this was something different, and while the magic and the faeries and the people didn't quite bother him, this isn't where he wants to be. these aren't the people he wants to be with.

and even if hook is a welcome sight for his familiarity alone, it doesn't make this better. if he and hook ended up here, what does that mean for regina's curse? ]

Depends on how many of us aren't supposed to be here. [ oh hey hook, did you mean to pull him aside? ] Have you seen Regina? Or the Charmings?

[piratic]

[ there's something hook is doing his best to not think about, even if the curse and saying goodbye are an all too fresh thought in his mind. for now, it's this place and the things they're being fed about it that have his attention-- not what they'd both been forced to leave behind.

color him surprised as it ends up being you, neal, he finds and not yet another stranger. ]

Baelfire.

[ he could linger on it, on him being there out of all the possibilities, but past times tell him this isn't the moment for it, so hook proceeds forward with what is being said. ]

Not much of a riddle if the vast number of unhappy faces tell anything. [ and indeed there are plenty of those who are, just like them, upset with their present predicament. but much like baelfire, hook is pleased to find a familiar face amongst the crowds, and perhaps even more so than once boy, now man.

as for regina or the charmings, he shakes his head once. ]

Cannot say I have. Perhaps it is better so.

[retund]

[ with a visible huff, she crosses her arms. ] There are better things to believe in.

[ true love, etc. -- even though she's more jaded now than a fairy ought to be. of course, she's not a fairy anymore, though she occasionally forgets that fact. without faith or pixie dust, she's wayward and wingless.

even so, she recognizes this as distinctly un-fairy-like behavior. how dare they name themselves pixies. ]

I don't think it entirely true, but they haven't attempted to paint a picture of innocence, anyway. [ what with the kidnappings, requests to murder other beings, and candid declarations of fatal consequences as incentive for cooperation in their crimes. ] Hello, Hook.

[piratic]

[ he won't get in the middle of her pixie hate, not when it's a battle of its very own and one he knows not much about. still, he's somewhat pleased to see her, amused even, if only for the familiar face of someone he knows can actually get something done, magic or not. ]

Tinkerbell. You would be the one I find here.

[ they're your weird cousins or something, aren't they? ]

Don't suppose you're willing to come find the door out with me? I'm done with this festive gathering.

[retund]

[ for her part, tink is relieved to see him, too. he's someone familiar -- and relatively easy enough to understand. ]

[ wow rude tho!! ] No fairy would willingly have anything to do with this. [ she gestures to everything. fairies are twee, not tacky. still, with a nod and small smile: ] Lead the way then. I imagine the crowds are more willing to part for you.

[ tiny tink vs. tall, dark, and shady. she's just sayin' ]

[cursebreaking]

If they're smart, not many.

[It was a relief to see a familiar face, even if it wasn't something she was comfortable admitting aloud. Of all the potential allies she could have stumbled into in this place, Hook was somewhere near the top of the list -- and wasn't that just a little surprising, considering they'd initially gotten off on the entirely wrong foot.

She approaches him with her arms folded tightly over her chest, closed off, doing a quick scan of their surroundings as she slows to a halt.]

The feast itself is like when you take a kid out for ice cream to try and sugarcoat crappy news. I'm not buyin' any of it.

[piratic]

[ there's many ways this could go, hook finding emma there instead of yet another stranger, coming face to face with the fact that they'd said their goodbyes and he'd been far more than certain he'd never see her again. let alone with recognition in her eyes.

but this isn't the time for that, and he somehow doubts she'd appreciate him making time for it right now either. so have him pause, surprised, and then offer her a very familiar, charming to the core smirk. ]

Of course not, love. Who better to question everything going on here than you? [ she's always got the paranoia thing going for her, something they can all use in this situation. ]

I must admit, I am a little surprised they managed to capture you along with the rest of us, Swan.

[unabatedly]

[Neria glances towards him when he calls out, a single man in black over to the side. Hesitation was never her strongest suit; instead of shying away, she settles a hand on her waist and gestures to the hall at large, eyes remaining on the man's face.]

Considering the evidence and the luxury? Most, I imagine. People can be easily swayed.

[More's the pity.]

But you don't believe a word of it, do you?

[piratic]

Aye, I suppose there's truth to that. Promises of treasure and such do have a way of changing a man.

[ kinda goes hand in hand with the pirate thing he knows a little about. but despite that, despite whatever it is they're telling them, hooks steps forward with something close to a shake of his head. ]

Swayed one too many times, I'm afraid. Leaves room for plenty of doubt in a situation like this.

[unabatedly]

Many would lay their lives down for glory and honor. If nothing else, this place will attract the fighters and the treasure-seekers. The others? We'll see.

[She doesn't trust such powerful creatures and whatever promises they may have. Being told that they are 'special' doesn't sway her much; instead, it only gives her more cause to be wary.]

But you still came willingly, didn't you? Why?

[braverys]

[ The voice that stops her is all too familiar and Belle pauses, pursing her lips. It's been a long time since Hook was their enemy, really, and it's been even longer since he's tried to kill Rumple (not that it matters, now, with him gone) but she can't help but be a little on edge. There's only so much history of attempted murder someone can take before she has to take a step back and reconsider talking to someone.

Moving to one side, out of his way just in case, Belle lifts her head and looks as stern, confident and determined as she possibly can, swallowing back the strange little lump of fear in her throat. Hook was on their side now, she reminds herself, there's no reason to be afraid of him. Not anymore. ]

Enough, don't you think? Especially those of us from the Enchanted Forest.

[piratic]

[ and yet another familiar face. the attempt at bravery is almost endearing, and hook wonders how much it might falter if he were to step closer. ]

Another fine moment where the the good fall for the tricks, then.

[ he knows his allegiance has shifted and changed a lot recently, but shaking off who he'd been before, what he'd done-- none of it is particularly easy, and even less so in a place like this. ]

Tell me, just who all are from the Enchanted Forest here?

[ murder might be in the past, especially with the dark one's death, but he'd like to know if there are any others to keep an eye out for. ]

hihi. sending u love from bama.

[mulletrock]

[Not about to trust the food. Not in some weird dimension where anything could have some sorta negative effect. He's still pretty surprised that so many people are digging in.]

So far? I'm hoping most of 'em have enough common sense not to buy the load of crap.

[They'd cover more ground and make more progress if there were more skeptics willing to work together. Dean had been through this before and was treating it like any other case.]

8) <333

[piratic]

Common sense, as you call it, doesn't seem to have much of a place here.

[ this coming from someone who is considered a fairytale character and more than used to it must have some sort of irony to it. but as is, hook looks at dean with a pause, as right now he'll take what or whoever he can to question this place. ]

They're free to believe what they want, but I for one am not going to stay stranded here.

Re: captain hook | once upon a time

[confessing]

{ and it just so happens that kahlan seems to be the person he picks. lucky her. she turns toward the sudden voice, the sudden presence, and her eyebrows raise slowly. a gentle smile forms on her lips, and she simply shakes her head. }

I should think that would be harder to tell than a simple guess. It all depends on their background, their lives. Where they're from. The trials they've endured.