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flawedmemes2016-08-09 10:27 am
theflaws) wrote in flawedmemes2016-08-09 10:27 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME
| TEST DRIVE MEME |
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 of them player characters, the Flaws, are welcomed as curiosities. Whether they're among the passionate, oft thought as hot-headed, but hospitable folk of the Banner or the noble and haughty people of the Empire, your characters will find a wide variety of cultures, races and simply people to interact with and investigate. They could be seeking employment, answers to the mystery of their arrival or other folk like themselves, or a quiet place to drink away their worries.
03. WILDCARD!
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 of them player characters, the Flaws, are welcomed as curiosities. Whether they're among the passionate, oft thought as hot-headed, but hospitable folk of the Banner or the noble and haughty people of the Empire, your characters will find a wide variety of cultures, races and simply people to interact with and investigate. They could be seeking employment, answers to the mystery of their arrival or other folk like themselves, or a quiet place to drink away their worries.
03. WILDCARD!
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Dukken's no boyscout but, to his credit, he's not only stuck around waiting for her to come back but made himself useful by collecting firewood and tinder. By the time she returns he's gotten a small, steady flame going - in no small part thanks to the matches and lighter in his pockets - and is sitting his skinny ass down on a log holding his hands out to warm them.
He turns his head at the rustling of her approach, mouth hanging open a little at the dead animal slung over her shoulder. God and she's so matter of fact about it, too. But somehow that all makes sense, what with the armour and everything. It's pretty fucking cool, if you ask him.]
Shit... [He shifts on the log to face her a little better with a smile that almost reaches his eyes.] Did you just... take that down on your own? With a sword? [He cuffs out an awed little laugh, his first since waking up in this strange new place with his own blood on his hands.]
sorry for the wait, I was travelling
[When she lets her kill drop, the tip of a longbow and a few feathered arrow shafts can be seen poking up over her shoulder.
Aila's not quite deadpan enough for it to read as an insult, but it suggests her sense of humor is pretty dry. Unlike the squelching noises from the carcass as she begins to dress it.]
*chuffs (no worries!)
Still cool, for the record. [A beat. He listens for a moment to the slick, wet, velvety noises as she works. That's a lot of meat and it's getting late.]
You want any help with that? [Rising, he dusts off his jeans.] Holding something, maybe, or...?