TEST DRIVE MEME #4

[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

[vrykolakas]

[There is a man beside him where a moment ago there was not. Helpfully, he's grabbed both glass and bottle, though less helpfully he's staring flatly down at the kid with a look which says, really?]

I wouldn't. Not that bottle. Imps.

[You've never been spiked until you've woken up the next morning with a splitting headache and too many limbs.]

[ophelie]

Imps. Imps. [He's exasperated, and maybe a little bit shrill.] No wonder I need a drink, [Charles says heavily.] Imps. Who would have thought. No, this is ridiculous. What, did the imps piss in the bottle? What's wrong with it?

[vrykolakas]

[And the terrible thing is, the Brucolac relaxes once he realises kid gloves will not be necessary. He releases both bottle and glass, eyebrows raised.]

What's that, the worst thing you can think of?

[Oh child written loud and clear across his face.]

You don't want to drink it, but you might like to see what kind of price it'll fetch on the streets of Mair. There's toothless vagrants will do ungodsly things for that imp's piss. [A nasty smile.] I hear it gives them dreams.

No, what you want—

[He turns and reaches for another of the bottles which populate the table, and then offers it, one eyebrow up, mock-waiterly.]

A fine vintage. Will get you drunk instead of making you throw up your own subconscious.

[If there's anything incongruous about offering a child alcohol, he doesn't seem to notice it. Kids are people too, you know? It's not just adults who need to stave off the horrors of the universe by getting hammered, right?]