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I. Dragon Catch

You step out of your house, letter in hand to find what Zephyr laid out neatly in written word for you. Dragons, saddles and a brief explanation Zephyr was interested in a cool new book about people befriending dragons! The little godling had set up a corral, some stables and encouraged everyone to try befriending a dragon to ride. Snippets of the book are included for aid. All in all it seems like a lot of fun!

Well, until you look over the Meadous village proper.

Dragons of varying shapes, colors and sizes are meandering about the meadous, clearly having escaped the corral they had been kept in. One dragon has perched itself atop your neighbor’s home taking a nice nap in the sunshine. A gaggle of cat sized dragons have taken up digging up another neighbors garden. A few dragons hang from the beer tree, more than a bit… blasted.

One or two people you recognize are attempting to catch up to the dragons with mixed results. One person is at least hanging off of a saddle looking rather perturbed.

Do you help or merely let the dragon based chaos ensue by going back inside where you’re less likely to get involved?

II. Be Careful What You Wish For

Well, that... that wasn't quite to plan. You stare down at the crayon drawing from Zephyr showing you exactly what you wished for. Except you hadn't meant it literally. Or you hadn't meant it quite like that, even if your wording had been vague. Now you're stuck with something you didn't want. Or perhaps you made a big mistake and now you're a different species. Or have extra appendages you can't get rid of. Not without making the walk of shame back to the Wishing Pond to wish away the changes. Why this? Why? If only you had been more clear or if only Zephyr understood subtly a bit more clearly.

Hopefully, no one will catch you as you steal forth to undo your mistake. Now that would be quite embarrassing if they saw you like this!

III. Pumpkin Maze Frights

Fall has settled over the landscape nicely, with that comes a rather customary pumpkin patch maze. A tradition long standing that comes as the seasons shift with the Meadous.

Even long time residents seem surprised at the new heights the maze has taken on, not to mention a new sign warning its extra scary this year! The sign also advises there will be a cool prize to anyone brave enough to venture forth!

A few residents are gathered at the opening, talking amongst themselves over the newly scary-ified pumpkin maze. The maze walls are composed of pumpkins of varying shapes, sizes, colors and carvings. One or two snatch a pumpkin to turn into a pie.

Everything is fairly whimsical all in all until one steps into the maze itself to follow the dirt pathway within.

The dirt path under foot is easy to follow, but offers some minor startles at the occasional loose leaf crunching underfoot.The mixed in carved pumpkins that make up the maze walls provide some shallow lighting along with floating string lights in a light bulb shape hang over head. It is oddly darker in the maze than it ever has been before. It’s almost a little scary. The unnatural quiet of the maze doesn’t help matters any. Walking deeper into the maze only leads to less lights here and there.

Zephyr has maybe gone a bit over zealous with this scary thing.

A wind whips up, making the candle light within the pumpkins flicker and lanterns bobble overhead. A few candles flicker out completely for a long moment before sputtering back to life.

Is that a shadow on a maze wall ahead of you? Will you call out or duck behind a TDM convenient hay bale stacks?

IV. Bulletin Board

Each month, Zephyr clears away most of the notes from their Bulletin Board and adjusts the decorations, leaving it fresh and open for anyone who might wish to post something new. The Meadous is a fairly rural place with minimal technology. Those used to a network may find the Bulletin Board is the closest they can come to something like that again. Who wants to actually talk to the neighbors when you can post a passive aggressive note about someone making a racket at 2 AM, instead? There's also some measure of anonymity afforded. Just be sure to only post up your notes when no one else is around and can catch you at it.

V. Choose Your Own Adventure

Whether it's just waking up in the Meadous or exploring some other part of the Setting, you're striking out with your own prompts to get some action started.

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It might be her accent, but he doesn't immediately catch the pun of her name even though he'd normally find it amusing. Once he thinks about it harder or sees it written down, it'll hit him. But he still appreciates her style and gives a little cock and a bow of his head back to her, the single braid on his right side slipping past his shoulder to hang down his front.

"Undertaker; the pleasure's mine. Are you lost in here, as well?" Because he's been wandering around for a while, but not necessarily looking for a way out.

"Pretty darn lost but not quite enough to need your services, if you know what I mean." She isn't sure if Undertaker is a literal title or more of a bit of villainous creativity (like his flair seems to suggest), but she isn't taking any chances.

"I think I been goin' in circles, mostly. Wanna backtrack with me and see where that last left leads?"

It's a mystery for now.

"Oh, I do. Of course, I have buried someone alive before, but that was only the once. ^Hee hee~" It's probably a joke, given the giggle tacked on to the end. Probably.

He could also very easily get them out of this maze in mere seconds, but what would the fun in that be? His newfound companion's personality seems to be an interesting sort, so he nods genially.

"Why not? A bit of company never hurts, as long as you don't mind some conversation with it."

It's a good joke. Whether or not if it's a joke like one her Mr. J would tell... that's another mystery.

"I'm all about conversation. Oh! And I, Spy. I'm the best at that. Of course, the last place I played that in, the answer was almost always "snow", but..." she prattles on. "I guess here it would be pumpkins. Not here, but here-here in the maze. I kinda like it here though I ain't met a lot of the folks yet. You been here long?"

He's from a time period that's a bit too early to know what I, Spy is, but the mention of 'snow' grabs his attention away from that. There're already several people here who loudly voice their disgruntlement whenever the winter season change comes around, and they're all from Norfinbury. Not that he really blames them; it sounds about as equally depressing as the dusty, barren and broken wasteland he'd landed in before coming here. Just much colder.

"About one and a half years, so not terribly long. I suspect you'll find plenty of familiar faces here, though, if my guess is correct. You're from Norfinbury, aren't you?"

"How'dja guess-- wait, familiar faces? I'm not the only one?" It was an immediately comforting thought, that she wasn't the only one to get ripped from that hellish place to this new one. She wasn't alone in a strange place. Wait, could that mean-- "Any of those faces chalky white with green eyes, green hair, and a killer smile?"

It's a very strange description, but then again a few people in their company could be 'very strange' depending on one's point of view. They had a fox, some sort of lizard, and a werewolf just to name a few. Undertaker taps a long, black lacquered nail against his chin as he thinks, privately suspecting she's asking about someone she's particularly attached to.

He could understand that. When he'd arrived, he'd been the first of his companions to appear in the Meadous. It had been a rather lonely existence for a couple months.

"Hmmm~ Can't say it rings a bell, no. Are they a friend of yours?"

Test Drive Meme - Autumn 2018

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