theflaws: (Default)
theflaws ([personal profile] theflaws) wrote in [community profile] flawedmemes2016-06-07 01:28 pm
Entry tags:

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 lively, bustling markets of colorful Vairaya to the grimly efficient and stately mountain strongholds of Draichurith, 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!
bosswald: (Default)

[personal profile] bosswald 2016-06-18 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Nodding in response to that question, she doesn't hesitate to move in and hug him. She buries her face up against him, trying to use the fabric of his shirt to catch her tears. She wants to tell him why she's upset and afraid, but doesn't have the heart to. She made her sacrifice willingly, and now she has to live with the consequences. So she hugs him until she feels her tears stop, and she's just clinging hold of him silently.

Eventually she feels like she can lift her head and look up at him, and she does so with a sad smile.

"You wouldn't have asked if I needed a hug before. You just would've hugged me."
doctordisco: (5)

[personal profile] doctordisco 2016-06-18 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not really the hugging sort," he explains lamely, with a twinge of deja vu. She feels like a little bird in his arms, fragile and thin, her heart beating wildly as she cries. But he doesn't let go, despite what he says about not liking hugs, because this feels right. Because his body remembers embracing her in this regeneration and the last, even if his mind doesn't.

"Chinny, now, he was all hugs and spins - and Sandshoes, he was a big hugger. I s'pose I'm just...different." He shrugs awkwardly. How do you explain yourself to someone who ought to know you? To someone you ought to know better than anyone else?