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

[precautionary]

I'm afraid they're gravely serious.

[ The Fae, in any world, rarely have a sense of humor. when they do it tends to fall somewhat flat. it's probable that even he forgot how to laugh before Bo stumbled into their world and hurled her indifference at their entire hierarchy right at all of their feet; something they had all desperately needed to hear.

Dyson doesn't know why he's mingling. hanging on the outskirts and winding into the crowds, checking on those that look like they're having a hard time adjusting. maybe it's the officer in him. the need to serve someone or something that's been drilled so far into him, despite identifying as a lone wolf for so long. he feels packless once more, but this makes him feel like he has a temporary purpose at least. she's an incredibly young woman with dark hair and a slight build. there isn't anyone out there in the world quite like Kenzi ( so vibrant ) but it's because of her that he focuses on the human and wants to aid her in some way. ] Serious enough to keep this party going for three days straight now.

[driven]

[ something about the way the man speaks when he walks up to her has allison standing a little bit straighter, pulling herself back together. if anything, she can at least seem like she's not as nearly as out of her element as she really is.

her eyes go from him back to the party, looking over everyone talking and eating and enjoying themselves. ]

These people have been here three days? [ and then allison's eyes move back him, narrowed in question. ] Have you been here three days?

[precautionary]

Not consecutively. Not all of them. They come and go as they please. But people keep arriving, which means they deemed it appropriate to have a feast every night since. [ who knows how long it will endure? there are types of Fae that hypnotize humans and force them to party until they literally wither up and die. this, he recognizes, isn't the same thing. ] Yes.

This is where the food and drinks are. [ he shrugs. can she blame them for coming back really? food, water, and simultaneously the one location where newcomers turn up. it's not the worst place for a stakeout. ]