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TEST DRIVE MEME #5
TRUST CHANG ON THIS ONE GUYS

STEP 1 Post with the character and journal you're wanting to play. You're more than welcome to leave the message blank or have a fun little scenario going on. Like fighting that dragon thing or other Asgard shenanigans.
STEP 2 Other people respond to your post with new or existing muses! A budding romance! Hilarity! Fluff! A sudden attack! The choice is yours to make!
STEP 3 ???
STEP 4 PROFIT!
STEP 5 Spread the word! Bring a friend! Make a random announcement on D_M! Get this post to crack the hundreds! It doesn't matter if you end up apping or not! This is a place of fun and meeting new people before the waiting!

just took the text from

fakehedgehog; hope you don't mind!

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[ Arthur smiles slightly. ]

If it is all the same, my lady, I would be glad to answer any of your questions, but - perhaps someplace a bit more, um, comfortable?

[ Because ahaha half-naked woman raging with a dragon in the middle of the street what do? ]

[ an immediate frown. She has no one to protect her, nothing to protect herself with and a man offers to take her somewhere 'comfortable'. ]

I cannot trust you. You could be of the Usurper's. It would not be the first time killers tries to end my life with a smile and a curtsy.

The Usurper?

[ There are far too many implications to follow that name, let alone the accusation. ]

It may put your mind to rest to know we are likely not of the same world. I am Arthur Pendragon, Crown Prince to the kingdom of Camelot, and I assure you, I mean you no harm.

[ he seems truthful enough. She remains cautious but a bit more civilized. ]

I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Mother of Dragons. Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men and rightful Queen of Westeros. Most address me as Khaleesi.

[ and she is not yet sixteen. ]

[ He'd figured she had rank, but for this - a child -

He sets his discomfort aside, it is not his place to judge her world, and straightens with the propriety taught him from before he spoke his first word. ]

In that case, if it please you, Khaleesi, it would be my honour to find you a place of respite.

Edited 2012-06-01 00:09 (UTC)

[ A beat of silence but, well alright. She gathers Drogon in her arms and nods. ]

I thank you, Arthur Pendragon of Camelot. I - would you care to tell me of this city? If I shall not have words with the gods, I would still like to understand where is it that I have been brought to.

Of course.

[ And since IDK the actual layout, let's just assume he starts walking in the direction of an NPC restaurant. :|b ]

This realm is called Asgard, under the sovereign of these supposed "gods." The borders between the different worlds and times mean next to nothing to them, and they blur them with a careless sort of ease in order to bring us to the city and restore it to health once more.

Why do they bring us here, then? These gods?

Do you see the natives? Their lack of colour, how regardless of how long you spend looking upon them, you cannot recall their face once you look away? Even the light is a bit duller, the darkness a bit darker, and the places less traveled are completely devoid of life and colour altogether.

[ This much, he knows firsthand. The rest, though - ]

We are told it's an illness, a plague upon the realm. And we are brought here to cure it.

How are we to cure it? I had not seen such follies in my realm but I can assume it is only magic that can undo this.

[ and for all her own magic, bringing dragons into the world, she cannot fix it, she is not a maegi, has no wish of being. ]

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