TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[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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The Major | Hellsing | Seelie

[genuine_human]

[Feast]

[Through the noise, a madman's cackle resounded through the air. The source of it is a small German man holding a beer with one knee on the chair he should be sitting on. In contrast with some of the other newly arrivals who may justifiably feel out of place here, wanting to go home, the man has long since accepted his fate in stride.]

Soldiers, fellow comrades! This is a feast and there is no room for frowns or melancholy here! We must have more oomph in this room. Let us sing, brethrens, for we have been drafted!

[He swings his mug into the air, nearly spilling his drink. He drinks as he sings, truly having the best time of his life here.]

Ein prooosit, ein prooosit
Der Geeeemütlichkeit!!

[wilder]

[He sighs, his shoulders slump a little] Yep.

I've even tried offering not to ask anything about what he's doing back home. You know, since I figured it'd be alright to save it until we find a way outta this mess.

But even with that, I'm still lucky if I get him to spend more than ten minutes in a room with me.

[Seriously, sometimes Lloyd could pick the worst times to be a stubborn idiot]

[doomsyou]

[Wow, could you be any more petty? There's a reason we put you in time out.]

Perhaps they do. [Oh noo, not at all.] Perhaps not for in bringing us here they must surely realize that we do not meddle in affairs unless we have great need to.

[Like during one of your tantrums.]

[slugout]

[ AS IF IT WERE THE MOST LOGICAL THING IN THE WORLD: ]

Stocking up. You're not tired of the weird food?

[ not that it has ever stopped junpei from eating it... ]

nevery sorry never ashamed | I am having too much fun with this.

[wallhanging]

Wait, so you have a crazy friend, too? [ Han crosses his arms, not that the other can see it. ] I'm going to give you the benifit of a doubt and assume it's not a spice hallucination.

[ Han hisses out a sigh and mutters something under his breath about 'have mercy' and 'crazy lunatics' and 'backwater planets' ]

And so Manwe tells you went to spout out your doomsday prophecies. And then what? Don't tell me you're one of those "they must suffer for their mistakes" types. Doom and gloom and DEATH SHALL BE UPON YOU, BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST AS MUCH OF A SCREW-UP AS ALL THE REST OF THE GALAXY. Cheers.

[sangilak]

It's just lucky — perhaps — for the both of them that Korra is extremely good at what she does. She only needs a few seconds' warning before using her airbending to quickly dodge out of the way of the zooming Aang, and she tucked herself into a roll that stopped her a few feet from the crash site. With a shake of her head, Korra pressed her elbows into the stone floor beneath her in an attempt to push herself up onto her hands.

When she spotted the wreckage, her first thought is that it's Meelo, finally come to join his sister in the Drabwurld. Dusting herself off, Korra called out to the airbender before she stepped forward and reached a hand out to help them up.

Then she sees the flash of blue arrows, and a familiar face that she could never forget; her eyes widen.

This isn't Meelo.

"Uhhh..."

[bythewaves]

[ Almost despite himself he smiles ]

Ai, I have not heard someone worry so about their hair in a long time, but truly, I think you worry overly. If it concern you so, you could try braiding it until you can style it to suit yourself?

[ Rising he bows, politely ] Maglor of House Feanor, at your service, Lady Sharpay.

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[thebreakingwave]

Hullo, no matter how you ask, the monarchs won't switch you. If you want, you can defect to Seelie, but they won't really welcome someone they see as a traitor.

network;

[choreographics]

Yeah, I know. We'll go on a shopping trip to the Station ASAP. [Actually he's learned to deal but let's not rattle her cage any more than he has to right now. There's a tiny smug grin though the moment he realizes he's won and he's just waiting, watching her order around some of the imps to get her a map. He's referring back to his own map before she holds up hers, squinting a little to see the lines she's drawn.]

I think so! Looks like mine, anyway. [Though that's assuming that his map is right.] I don't know what's outside of that castle though. It might not be a bad idea to...[You know. Ask for help. Find an escort/bodyguard. Something. He's actually wracking his brain for who he knows over in Caer Scima.] There's people coming in and out of the castles all the time. You might be able to hitch a ride with somebody else, too.

[Give him some credit, okay? He's working on the fly, he's never had to execute a rescue mission before.]

awkward sexual tension ensues

[rues]

[ well, with an introduction like that, there's really only one thing to say: ]

Holy shit. [ she pushes her hood back, hair styled like that of a spartan helmet, her eyes much wider now as she stares at achilles. the achilles. maybe not the one from her world, but it doesn't really matter which one he is, because he's still achilles. ]

[ and goddamn he's hot. ]

[ but, uh, that isn't the point. the point is, this is achilles, the greatest hero of his time. at least, in clarisse's opinion, anyway. ] Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Ares. [ the introduction comes rushing out of her mouth like she's momentarily been possessed by one of the fainting daughters of aphrodite, though fainting is the last thing she would ever do. instead, she nods formally; it's not quite a bow, but it will do. when she looks up, her shoulders shrug faintly. ] Patroclus isn't here. But if you've ever wanted to meet more of your distant relatives, you're in luck.

ITS JUST THE BEST I HAVE IT ON BLURAY LIKE A SUCKER

[wallhanging]

( Someone geeking out over Han would be hilarious I am forever down for fourth-walling. Though Han is totally pulled from the middle of Bespin in ESB, so if you tell him that Lando rescues him, or that he lets Lando fly the Falcon, or even that Leia and Luke are sibs his head will explode.

BUT YEAH STATION GIVE ME A SEC I'LL WHIP SOMETHING UP.

He is like "yes someone who can understand me when I talk interplanetary space-travel physics. So far that is a party of 1 + himself. )

[slugout]

[ hey that kind of sounds like... ]

HOLY SHIT!!!?

[vanyel_ashkevron]

[The arrival of new presences doesn't go unnoticed by someone with sensitive Gifts like Vanyel. He often stretches out his Mage senses, hoping to find those that feel like friends and family. Even though they have never met, there is a connection between Elspeth and himself that immediately registers during his sweep of the castle and grounds.

Who?

He can find no obvious answer to the question so he sets out to find the person - female, surely - amongst the crowd, his silver eyes intent on their task. Her uniform catches his attention first and foremost and he finds himself smiling. A fellow Herald?]

Herald? [He isn't wearing his Whites but his clothing is obviously dated to a time period before her own. There are white streaks in his black hair from working with Nodes, but his features are young - if somewhat fatigued.]

( a. )

[atoned]

[ it probably helps zuko had paid the imps respect when they'd given him his blue spirit mask. he'd left the feast early, opting to be a bore and retire to his suite before the festivities had really gotten as wild as an out of control flame. but a group of a few imps chase after him, feet padding quickly along the corridor as they surround him, groping at his pants and the hem of his shirt and his hands as they drag him back from where he had come from. they lead him all the way into the thick of the feast, their grips impossibly strong, as they bring him to a table. ]

[ they scatter away like vermin, not even intent on seeing if he spins on his heel and leaves before he sees the earthbender who had ditched his ass a few months ago. when he sees her, he doesn't say you're back. instead, at the somethings that won't leave her alone, zuko glares. ] Spirits, go away. [ and as if they recall him being none too hesitant in blasting them at his very first feast, they scatter. ]

[ the next thing he wishes to say is eat, knowing her own distrust for things to extend as far as she can't see them. but instead of taking on the tone of a fire lord and earning her sarcastic ire, he opts for something else. he tries to hide his smile, but it's a useless endeavour, given she can see it, anyway. ] It's not going to bite you.

/pets him gently :(

[doomsyou]

[He can't blame Maglor for his reaction. He knows the names and titles by which he's known. And being the Judge is just another of his duties but never has he judged more terribly than necessary. And though his kin were in Mandos still, their spirits continued to exist.]

I am here because I was pleaded to come, to help.

[belegurth]

[Yes, if he really put his mind to it. Don't give him ideas, he never learned his lesson in time out aside from 'don't get caught next time'.]

I think we differ on the definition of 'great need' then. I remember plenty of meddling. [He's just the misunderstood one, he can't help it.] Lets hope it won't be the same here.

kira yukimura ; teen wolf ; seelie

[foxify]

a; seelie feast

[ look, kira's all about parties (yay, party!) but having surprises feasts thrust at you when you're clearly not dressed for the occasion is a little. bewildering. ]

[ okay, a lot bewildering. Kira nervously plucks a cup off the platter floating past her and drinks, swallows, chokes, and ends up working herself into a coughing fit. and oops, hope she didn't end up splashing mead all over whoever she bumps elbows with ]

b; locket

[ clicks on the locket ] So, um, wow... Magic's a thing here, huh? That should -- probably be a rhetorical question since it's pretty obvious that it is from everything about this place --

[ pauses. a fairy floats by on the background. resumes with the sort of forced cheer of someone who's realizing that she's digging herself an awkward hole ]

So! I figured that if we could get magical lockets, then there has to be an option where we can talk to people back home, right? Not on these, but maybe there are magical... mirrors? Like in Beauty and the Beast? I know a lot of people who'd probably like to know that I ended up in the land of fairies and not... dead in a ditch somewhere.

[ ...that sure is a sober note to end on. ] Or caught in traffic! Yeah, so, I'd appreciate it if you could let me know -- thanks!

[ BYE. ]

NOTHING SUCKS ABOUT THAT YOU HAVE EXCELLENT TASTE

[dragonring]

((If you like 4th walling then there you go!

PLEASE NO NEED TO RUSH in fact I need to hit the bed soon (don't you love timezones) so yeah, tagging you first thing in the morning.

Fuck yeah let's have science parties. With coffee, don't forget the coffee, he's a growing college kid.))

[atoned]

Zuko's not a stranger to being randomly knocked from his feet. Toph had thrown a boulder at him on national network television to which no one seemed to bat an eyelash. Being hit by a ball of air while in the enemy territory is nothing in comparison.

Maybe he should know who it is simply due to his poor steering. He hadn't been a stranger to seeing Aang's own air balls, either. But it never occurs to him one of his closest friends will appear in the Drabwurld, not after Toph had seemingly left without so much as a goodbye — he still believes it to be a punishment for having failed his mission as High-Queen Morla's chosen champion, but the imps, and some of his newfound friends, had encouraged him to drop such a toxic thought and bury it within the earth of the metalbender's element — and luck had never been on Zuko's side. After all, he wasn't the lucky sibling.

Knocked from his feet, Zuko glances up at the perpetrator with an angry crease drawing his brows and a scowl on his lips. Even on his elbows, he's ready to send a burst of flame toward whoever it happened to be — fairy or Seelie soldier — when his entire face brightens up into a smile. "Aang!"

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[cagedinflesh]

[Oh, how nice to hear another young Brit - well, attributing the same youth to himself might be a stretch, when his mind is still at least twice the age of his body. But still, it really does help in taking him back to the mentality of his youth.]

Ah, no, I don't intend to do any such thing. I am perplexed, but not necessarily disappointed. Rather, I find myself upset that they should see me this way, however, I've always been vehemently against warring.

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[thebreakingwave]

That could be part of the reason you're here in Unseelie. From what I've seen, most of the Seelie accept the war and fight a bit, it's the done thing. Our court either enters with a great deal of enthusiasm, or just walks away entirely.

There are some exceptions, of course, but that's usually how it goes.

prayer circle for kouichi to arrive

[alikeness]

[ he expected her to push the issue, which is why most of his hostility kind of abruptly hits a stumbling block at her acceptance. huh ]

...So do you. [ but she doesn't smell undead, so. ] What'd you mean by observer?

Melkor/Morgorth | The Silmarillion | Unseelie

[belegurth]

1. PARTY TIME

[He's utterly delighted. He's free at last, how he's not sure but this world is not the Arda and it lays before him, completely unspoiled for the moment. It's almost begging for him to begin to shape it to his will, to turn it into what he wants it to be.

And they won't stop him this time, he is free of the chains at last. He picks up a glass, sniffing the contents as he brushed away a fairy. He's in a mood to celebrate because soon he would get to work transforming this world.]

2. Locket

[Melkor doesn't fumble with the Locket, there is no undignified accidental post but he looks completely pleased when it switches on.

Miss him? Come say hello, he has a glass of wine in one hand he's not worried in the least about this whole strange situation.]

What an interesting turn of events. I wasn't expecting such a gift laid before my feet in such a manner but have no doubt, I will enjoy every moment of this indeed.

3. WILDCARD IT UP

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[cagedinflesh]

Is that so? That line of reasoning would be some relief - I like it, can I go with it just because I say so, then? [He laughs.] Would you say the condition might be more along the lines of one being a 'free thinker'?

[withbite]

Flogging's a little tame. Why not just have his tongue removed?

[Damon's a total team player. See how helpful he is? Ignore the bottle in his hand that's half finished. It's not like he's drunk or anything. But broody people draw his attention since he was currently getting his brood on full-scale, then... he had company.

Though, it's hard to stay broody when you're drunk, something he was well aware of, which was why he was currently headed towards inebriation. Richard should join him.]