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Test Drive!

TEST DRIVE MEME

While in some alternate, tidier timeline, the War against the Elder One ended years ago, you're not in that timeline. It's 9:49, and the war continues. An enemy force partially occupies Orlais and has decimated several Marcher Cities, while the Chantry, aided by the Inquisition, has marshaled Orlais and the faithful of Southern Thedas into a new Exalted March against the army of demon-bound Wardens, Red Templars, Venatori loyalists, and darkspawn Corypheus has amassed. Rifts are still scattered across the continent, periodically spitting out strangers from strange worlds with green-glowing anchors embedded in their hands. There's no Herald of Andraste to save Thedas. Someone else is going to have to do it.

You're part of (or allied with, recently hired by, imprisoned by, etc.) an organization, dubbed Riftwatch, that split off from the Inquisition several years ago. Riftwatch consists of these otherworldly new arrivals, rebels and Wardens, and other people who want to prevent the apocalypse without necessarily marching under the Chantry's banner to do it. Their headquarters is an island fortress called the Gallows—formerly a Circle of Magi, more formerly a prison for slaves, but its new occupants have done a good job removing the more grotesque reminders of that past and making the place livable. Their goal is to do what the Chantry can't or won't do, to go more directly after Corypheus and the dark magic he employs, and to keep the Veil from coming apart entirely.

Maybe you're here because you want to help. Maybe you need the money (though there isn't much of it). Maybe you acquired an anchor and sticking around is the only way to prevent your hand from killing you. Maybe you've been sent by the Chantry or some other entity to keep an eye on everyone—they're rumored to be a lot of weirdos and troublemakers. Or maybe you're a new rifter and just going where the nice people with swords tell you that you need to go.

NOTE: This is a static test drive! We post them once per year or so and continue to use them for a long time, so you're never late. Current players are encouraged to track new top-level comments.


I. THE FREE MARCHES: Hasmal, Tantervale, and most recently Starkhaven have all fallen to the Tevinter incursion, leaving Kirkwall the largest city-state in the Free Marches to remain unoccupied. For Riftwatch, that means the war is closer to home than ever, and traveling anywhere north of the mountains runs the risk of running into enemy scouting parties. Perhaps you've been sent out to find these scouts before they find the unwary, or perhaps you're just trying to pass through unnoticed to Antiva or Rivain when you run into trouble. Or maybe you're more in the thick of it: joining the Free Marches armies in harassing the occupying army as best they can from outside the city, or slipping your way into one of them to gather intelligence or meet with an ally.

II. THE WAKING SEA: When Riftwatch isn't traveling by griffon or magic mirror, it frequently travels by sea, courtesy of a small assortment of allied pirate ships. So welcome aboard. The sea is choppy and frequently violent—violent storms, violent enemy ships, or both at once—and the crew may not have much patience for incompetence, so either make yourself useful above or try not to get sick below.

III. KIRKWALL: Even when enormous evil darkspawn are trying to take over the known world and you and your colleagues might be the only ones who can truly stop him, you can't work all the time. And when you aren't working, Kirkwall is there for you with its dingy Lowtown taverns, its flashy Hightown establishments, its market stalls and street musicians and cellars hosting gamblers. (Or maybe you can work all the time, and you're in the city to do some official shopping, try to spy on a suspicious character, or show a potential financial backer a good time.)

IV. SEND A MESSAGE: Each member of Riftwatch is assigned a blue crystal, small enough to wear around the neck, that can transmit voice messages, as well as an enchanted book tied to that crystal that can be used to exchange written messages. They're secure enough to discuss the war, if you'd like to get down to business, but loosely controlled enough to ask a question or play a game with only a few rolled eyes from people who hate fun.

V. WILDCARD: From the Gallows' library to the pirate islands off the coast, from Hightown's high-priced market stalls to the bloody frontlines of the war, Thedas is yours to explore.

succise: <user name="chiffonnier"> (16978173)

[personal profile] succise 2024-08-19 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sure you are, (Vega says, but her voice is lower in pitch than the trilling (it is not exactly hard to be), and is lost underneath of it immediately. She clears her throat, but before she can speak the woman smiles at her and she is so... much that Vega immediately loses the complaint she was about to make. It dissolves in her mind. The pink gloves appearing suddenly count as an additional flashbang.

She has her mouth open, and shuts it.)


You — you're not here to join Riftwatch.

(What?)

Are you?
reparo: (confundus)

That's just Stephen's drag name

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
She has poured herself a cup of water just to hold something in her hands, and not fidget. The glow of the anchor shard that has burrowed its way under her palm is turning the cup vaguely swamp-like in quality, and Hermione stares into it without much more movement until the door opens.

She's here for orientation, or a health check up. More people who will undoubtedly tell her to try and keep her mouth shut, more people who will offer little to no pity about the whole ripped-from-my-world-again situation.

She's going to do her best not to bite the healer's head off.

And then the Head Healer steps in, and Hermione is stuck to her chair, staring. Can't be - but he says his name as she echoes it: "Doctor Strange?"

Memory jolts her into a time in the desert, at night, showing off the difference between Apparition and his circular portals. Discussing magic - "There are applications for neurosurgery in Thedas?" blurted out, no filter. "Or is it the sorcery bit?"
reparo: (levicorpus)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't have a great impression about Andraste, but truth be told that could be said about any god. Hermione is what she would've been even in her world, if she hadn't turned out to be a witch - an atheist.

Anyway, to say that the final bit makes her snort in been there before is to put it mildly. ]


Magic exists to serve man, therefore mages exist to serve man - what a lovely little fallacy. [ Through gritted teeth.

She purses her lips, unclenches her fists. ]
To your previous point, curiosity is good.
elegiaque: (076)

[personal profile] elegiaque 2024-08-19 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Curiosity is essential to survival, ( is an expansion, not a correction; elaboration upon agreement. things that cannot change die. things, and people.

she is nearly unrecognisable to the girl who was hauled weeping and unwilling up the frostbacks.
)

Which is why I have a collection of marked up medical treatises, ( more ruefully, a nod to where they'd begun. (or: begun again, unbeknownst.) ) I have a little bag of tricks that I take into the field with me that are lately head healer approved, to that end, I can give you some notes on the recipes I keep it stocked with.

( it's a little release valve, maybe, for a conversation that has become heavier than either of them had probably anticipated at the beginning of it. a moment of elbow room, amidst all else: something boringly practical to think about, while the rest settles. it could be indicative of bringing the interview to a close,

but she doesn't seem to be making the moves to leave. it's just a breather, if hermione wants it.
)
reparo: (confundus)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hermione wants it. And she is not in a rush to make the woman leave, even if she's made the mistake of not asking for a name.

There's a light and bemused smile that flashes across her face upon mention of the Head Healer - she's been to orientation now, she knows who that is, and it is strange to see him here with no memory of Akhuras. If she's been generous in considering parallel timelines and the possibility of Actual Hermione continuing to exist despite her falling from world to other world, then she can consider that Stephen Strange is possibly affected by the same.

(A shame about not remembering her. A shame she hasn't thought too hard on how that makes her feel.)

So the release is desired and welcomed, with a small smile. ]


I will not say no to anyone's notes or research to expand upon. I may still act a bit bewildered that there are notes, but that's a byproduct of where I was before. But brewing potions and alchemy is similar in no matter which world, so if I get instructions I should be more than capable of replicating.
reparo: (defense against the dark arts)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Right, so that's the optimistic perspective?

I can defend myself just fine
[ Probably. She could, in theory, defend herself very well before, but she hasn't tested the full breadth of her spells in Thedas. So allegedly, she can defend herself. ]

but I would rather still make allies. There's nothing but pure madness in the idea of me facing down this uphill battle alone.
elegiaque: (096)

[personal profile] elegiaque 2024-08-19 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
( the existential crises of being a rifter are many and varied—

gwenaëlle is not entirely as unsympathetic to them as she appears. maybe not as sympathetic as her many close relationships to rifters have led to a reputation for, either, but who doesn't contain multitudes these days.
)

Before all this, ( with a light gesture of her left, dully-green glowing hand, ) I'd been a poet and a debutante, a courtier,

( 'socialite' would be pushing it; if she could make it through an evening without having to actually speak to anyone, that had been a win in val royeaux, )

and about half of these recipes I'd got the hang of back then.

( so, you know. cake walk, probably. the punchline is no one thought very much of her back then, but it's subtle enough that she doesn't hear the disapproving sound of loxley's voice in the back of her head, wishing she wouldn't do that. )

But it did mean my primary skill upon arriving to the war effort was writing things down; you'll get bored of my handwriting before I run out of things I can lend to you, if you're interested.
reparo: (avis)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
It is a bit funny. [ It is absolutely terrifying, kind of. Is the Vatican their joint Chantry? Is the Chantry like the Vatican?

Discuss. ]


Although mine worship a single deity, called God. I am sure they'd lose their minds faced with Archdemons and Rifts and the Fade...
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[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes poets and courtiers become fundamental - she's known more than her fair share of jokesters and funny people who knew how to handle the crowd, and it would never occur to her to think that they're not intelligent.

(Don't think about Fred Weasley, dead. ) ]


I can appreciate a good handwriting, you know. [ A smile again. ] But I'm interested - at the moment, I think I've got some time on my hands to get familiar with this place and its history, before I waltz into the war efforts and make a mess about it unintentionally.
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[personal profile] undergrunn 2024-08-19 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
"God." It's easy to remember, at least.

( Said with a wry smile. Directing her focus towards the lighter points of their conversation is--

well, it's probably a coping mechanism. That would account for it being easier. )


What are the nineties like? It's not like I'm from your world, so you aren't ruining the surprise.

( With the similarities, though, it might be fun to think about. )
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[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
We wear a lot of denim. [ And there's a war in the wizarding world that has kept her busy for a very long time, quite separately from the Muggle world.

But hey! They're having a happy conversation right now. ]
But it's a colourful time. More inclusive than its predecessors, more open to experimenting and research and discovery.
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[personal profile] undergrunn 2024-08-19 12:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Denim?

( She's baffled and intrigued, looking down at her overalls. Given that they're overalls, they are the very definition of "nothing special." Hermione could have seen something very similar in pictures of the wartime workfront; beige denim, marked with old stains that never managed to wash out.

Looking back to Hermione, Abella is doing her utmost to hold back a laugh. )


I'm on the cutting edge of fashion, so long as machine oil counts as "colourful."

( Comedic preen, incredible hairflip, etc. )
allthatgleamsisgold: (contemplating warcrimes.)

[personal profile] allthatgleamsisgold 2024-08-19 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
A realistic perspective. Any alternatives don't bear much consideration; should Corypheus win, we will be dead at best, and such conflicts matter little in death.

Mind the quality of your allies. Some can be


[There is a long pause here as Vlast, for once, considers a more diplomatic term.]

tedious.
aberratic: (𝟏𝟒𝟗.)

[personal profile] aberratic 2024-08-19 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)

[ slowly again, wary–but perhaps she was just too sensitive. ]

If you were going to do it anyway, wouldn't it be better to more subtly signal your opinions and abilities, so those of a like mind would find you first? You would avoid making people angry while making connections, that way.

reparo: (n.e.w.t.)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
In certain circles, it would. [ She's not sure it's allowed, to laugh in the library, but here she is already breaking the rules. She does like the hair flip, even gives it two enthusiastic thumbs up. ]

You're going to make me jealous I didn't keep my jeans. I'll miss them.
reparo: (depulso)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Might I please be allowed the benefit of the doubt when I say that was the intention, even though clearly the tone wasn't right.

But honestly, if I make people angry, what of it?
reparo: (accio)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-19 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Tedious is carrying a heavy burden of being diplomatic there.

By all means, be brutally honest.
undergrunn: (pic#17346305)

frantically googling when "jeans" came into popular usage

[personal profile] undergrunn 2024-08-19 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
We can light a candle to honour your jeans.

( A moment of pause, and she leans slightly closer, lowering her voice. )

What are 'jeans'?
portalling: 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤. (pic#15600914)

[personal profile] portalling 2024-08-19 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Record-scratch.

Strange goes exaggeratedly still and motionless, scarred hands splayed on the tabletop and pressing down that stack of papers. That abstracted neutrality sharpens, giving the girl a second, more probing look.

“Er, more the latter these days,” he says, temporarily thrown off-guard. He can count on one hand the number of people who even know to apply the word neurosurgeon to what he does (did, once did). Gwenaëlle, Cosima, Julius, Abby. Presumably someone beat him to the punch in terms of introduction.

“I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage. I’m assuming the Provost told you my specialties?”
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[personal profile] elegiaque 2024-08-19 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Gives you one up on some people, ( is dry, but seems more like an invitation to be in on the joke than one made at hermione's expense, and the truth is that she's probably not thinking first of the first things she said to hermione, oblivious to who she was talking to then and now.

there have been other grudges in the near decade she's been at this, people she gives less (what she considers) grace than just arrived, probably needs to be told; moments that felt ascribed more to callous selfishness than choosing fight instead of flight, freeze or fawn.
)

Half the trick of it is that everything's still — ( a twirl of her finger in the air, ) in motion. The rebellion's not resolved, just tabled while we try not to get annihilated. The war's made for strange bedfellows which might or might not last. The world's going to look different when all's said and done, but in what way?

( a shrug. )

Everyone's got an agenda. But there's so much to catch up on to start tilting things the way you like— that's not unique to rifters, either.

( she'd by no means arrived fully formed. )
aberratic: (𝟏𝟒𝟕.)

[personal profile] aberratic 2024-08-19 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)

[ this is so fundamentally antithetical to the way ness works that she's actually struck entirely dumb for a minute, blinking down at the book on her desk like it's suddenly turned to greek. ]

Benefit of the doubt granted, of course.

You're not bothered by people being angry at you?

allthatgleamsisgold: (disgruntled)

[personal profile] allthatgleamsisgold 2024-08-20 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Do not think attempt at diplomacy was not already a challenge.

Besides, comparing some here to cackling packs of hyenas might be pointless. I don't even know if such creatures exist in this world.
reparo: (ancient runes)

this might be my favourite tag

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-20 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, why would Hermione know when jeans were first invented? Fashion is definitely not her hyperfixation, illustrated here by the fact that she accepted whatever change of clothes the Rift gave her on orientation and is still wearing them. Robes, too. ]

Ah - they're denim trousers. Rougher, but more durable. Usually blue.
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[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-20 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
She bites the inside of her cheek, her heart lurching up to her throat. He doesn't share the same recognition for her as he does for him, and she has made it strange (cue inner amusement), hasn't she?

"Ah, no, I haven't yet met the Provost." She falters a bit, and then clears her throat. "I trust that - are you familiar with the concept of multi-verses?" Joke's on him, she knows he is. "Have there been rifters who've come here, to Thedas, from a whole other universe that wasn't their original one? Because..."

She makes a gesture here - please, Dr Strange, connect the dots.
reparo: (alchemy)

[personal profile] reparo 2024-08-20 11:55 am (UTC)(link)
I am bothered when people I care about are angry at me, and if I've made them mad, I care enough to apologise.

[ She pauses, and looks down at the book for a moment, trying - and failing - to soften her words. ]

But I've grown used to inspiring anger in others, sometimes simply by existing.

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