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TEST DRIVE

Welcome to Visada's TDM! Feel free to get as creative as you'd like with these prompts. None of the threads will count as game canon. This is just to give you a chance to play around with the setting and get a general idea of just some of things that can be done in the game.

OPTION 1

Mistress Philenor, one of the vivacious butterfly-winged fairies that runs a shop in town, has asked you and another helpful soul to go out to the small lake on the northwestern side of the island and pick some Swallowtails. She needs a bushel of the flowers to make more of her popular aphrodisiacs.

You and your partner for the outing leave the village and make your way to your destination. The water in the lake is clear and fresh, you can almost see all the way to the bottom. A small island sits in the middle of the lake, within swimming distance to those so athletically inclined. A tiny stream travels off to the west, emptying into the sea.

On the southern shores of the lake grow the Swallowtails: great flowers of vibrant hues of blue.

Just remember Philenor's warning. Breathing too deeply of the pollen may have unintended consequences.

OPTION 2

Word arrives by lamassu post that there's unrest with the sea dragons. They're refusing to aid the villagers and transportation between the main island and the smaller one to the east has been cut off. People have been stranded there for two days now and something must be done.

You volunteer to help and head toward the eastern shore.

Maybe you meet others on your way and you decide to work together to see if you can resolve this. Maybe you enlist someone else's help when you learn that Lagiocrus (an ancient blue dragon) is cross with his nephew Jura (a young, free spirited green fellow who doesn't have much respect for people yet) over his foolish courtship of the princess Galzra (a haughty blue dragon from the far north).

All of the other dragons in the vicinity are too caught up in the drama to worry about the petty concerns of mortals.

Convince Lagiocrus that young love should triumph, or at least be allowed to get its heart broken. Talk up Jura to the disinterested object of his affection. Try to get Jura to see that there are other dragons in the sea. Or find some other way to either end the argument or lure the other dragons' interest back to helping out their landlocked neighbors.

OPTION 3

After a long week, you want nothing more than to relax at the beach. It's a great day for it. Fair skies, warm sands, calm surf, and naked bodies sunning themselves along the shore.

Wait.

Yes, that's right. This is a nude beach. Or if it wasn't, it is now that the first visitor decided to exchange bathing suit for birthday suit.

Do you join in? Ogle your neighbors? Swagger up to the hottie on the yellow towel a few yards away and start a conversation?

Have fun. Enjoy yourself. You've earned the day off.

OPTION 4

Wildcard! Make up your own prompt! Play around with the setting however you'd like.

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[ Right. Somehow the coolness surprises him, when it really shouldn't. Although it hurts, he does appreciate it to an extent, because it helps him ease into this situation just a hint, and slip back into his usual defensive attitude. One he hadn't really felt the need to keep around her anymore, but-- isn't it funny, how things can change. ]

Seemed like a nice and faraway place.

[ Alternate universe is still a big stretch from what he was thinking of, but anyway. ]

[ Things change and nothing lasts forever. ]

I suppose.

[ Her eyes never leave him nor does her expression change. ]

Do you actually plan on performing the missions you're given?

For as long as I want to stay here, yes.

[ And when he no longer wants to, then he'll leave. Like he wanted to do back home, before he found himself literally pushed back into it all. ]

Why do you ask?

[ Oh he knows why she's asking. But this whole dancing around the subject really isn't working for him. ]

[ Her tone becomes even colder, if that's possible. ]

To make sure you stay and finish each mission we are assigned to. If that be the case.

[ He lets out a short sound, something that would be a laugh if it didn't sound so dry. ]

Right, because that's what matters to you, isn't it? The mission. You sure made that clear enough before.

You're damn right it matters to me.

[ Because those are the things that are going to get her her wish, the incentive they promised her. She's not going to "run away" from this. ]

Well, it's good to know that. Would hate to have the wrong idea about what you want from this.

[ One can wonder which 'this' he's talking about. ]

How about you worry about yourself? If I can't do my missions, that'll be my problem, not yours.

Well, you'd know a lot about wrong ideas, wouldn't you.

[ Not a question. And she hasn't even noticed her hands are balled up into fists at her sides. ]

It'll be my problem if we're on the same team again. After last time, I have every right to question your resolve.

It would seem so, yes.

[ He gets why she's angry, but God her attitude isn't doing wonders for the way he feels betrayed too, a feeling he had done his best to try and forget about and get over. Let go, like he has so many things in the past. ]

And I have every right to question my trust in you, but if we have to work together again, I'll do my part. I know you'd go to any lengths to make sure I would, too.

[ That's the problem with being hurt, with getting no closure. One stays wrapped up in their own side of things, not giving much thought to how the other one feels. She's still more angry than she thought, too.

She gives a curt nod, ]

Glad we understand each other.

[ As much as they can right now. She turns on her heel to leave. ]

[ He actually considers just letting her leave. Actually, he aims for it, closing his eyes again and taking a deep breath, another trick to calm himself - even though he knows he doesn't have to here. But before he realizes it, his mouth opens and he speaks up. ]

You know why I left?

[ He uncrosses his legs and gets up, his voice raised just a little. ]

You can think it's because I'm a coward, and maybe it is a little. But I did it because I cared about you. I still do. I did it because I knew you could never step away from it all, you could never leave. You can say what you want, but you know that deep down, the fight will never be over for you. There's always another enemy, another mission. And that's fine, it really is. I respect your resolve and your decision. But I'm just not like you. I couldn't stay. So I'm sorry - I really am sorry if my leaving hurt you, but one day you'll see that you're better off without me around.

[ Natasha stops in her walking when he speaks up, turning her head enough to see him out of her periphery but not facing him fully, keeping her back to him. She listens, doesn't interrupt but even at the end of it there's nothing that she can say that won't escalate the situation. There's nothing she can say that doesn't sound angry and cold.

She's come to terms with Bruce not wanting to be with her. His reasoning, however good intentioned it may be, only feels insulting and patronizing to her. So, she lets it go rather than make it worse.

(Which may end up making it worse, anyway.)

She turns her head back to facing forward and continues walking down the dirt road, not really caring for the moment where it would take her. ]

[ It has nothing to do with not wanting to be with her. If anything it's the opposite, and it's the fear of what could happen (or likely would, given time), and how he could scare her, hurt her, or worse. And that's the thing about really caring about someone that Bruce has come to learn over time: it's not about wanting to be with her, it's about wanting her to be happy and safe, even if that means being far away from him.

But there's nothing more he can say, at least not for now. Not until she's willing to really listen, and he's a little more past his own feelings about what she did. He'd be lying if he said he doesn't feel a dull ache, a hollow in his chest when she keeps walking away from him, but he knows there's nothing else he can do or say that could possibly make this any more right.

So he just watches her until she's out of his line of sight, feeling almost too aimless when she does, part of him wondering, hoping that they would each other again here, and maybe work things out just a little better. ]

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