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theflaws ([personal profile] theflaws) wrote in [community profile] flawedmemes2016-07-02 01:49 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME



TEST DRIVE MEME
PREMISE PLOT ARRIVAL SETTING NAVIGATION

01. ARRIVING IN PELEA
A cold wind singing down from the white-capped mountains which hang blue-black in the distance stirs your cheek, the tall grass all around you. A bough creaks as the wind makes it tremble, and the dappled shadows drift over you, leaves rustling. As you blink awake, you hear the quiet hiss of water over stones. You are not where you once were!

You and a large group of strangers are blinking awake, pulling yourselves up off the dirt, grass, and rubble near a small wooded stream. There is no evidence of civilization in sight, and as you exchange stories you realize that you must decide what to do.

Will you head past the trees and towards the mountains? Deeper into the forest? Stay put and wait for help to arrive? You might even try to meet everyone else, and either convince them to band together... or head their separate ways.

02. CITY SLICKER
There are many cities throughout the world of Pelea, and in most player characters, the Flaws, are welcomed as curiosities. From the pastoral villages or bustling, grand cities of Shousal to the massive, sprawling bureaucratic centers of the Empire, your characters will find a wide variety of cultures and races to interact with and investigate. They could be seeking empoyment, answers to the mystery of their arrival, or a quiet place to drink away their worries.

03. WILDCARD!
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[personal profile] sinuosity 2016-07-07 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ It doesn't occur to her that it might be a lie: Nyssa doesn't care about that. It is something to believe, and if it turns out to be untrue, well, she has never put her faith in others unless they've been tried by fire. And even then, the surest of loyalties can crumble. ]

Show me.

[ She picks up one recurve, and hands it to Alysia. A little display will help them size each other up. ]
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[personal profile] allusive 2016-07-07 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She makes no grand show of anything. The facade is not entirely gone, of course - she curtsies low as she takes the recurve, plucks an arrow from the table, and moves to place herself in line with the nearest target. She fits the arrow to the bow, holding it with care. The motion of pulling it back is fluid, practiced, and she lets the arrow fly.

It lands just to the left of the perfect center, still within the small ring of red. ]