Nov. 28th, 2014

CORAL

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:47 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

RUBY

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:48 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

JASPER

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:48 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

CITRINE

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:48 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

CARNELIAN

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:48 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

HELIODOR

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:49 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

PERIDOT

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:49 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

EMERALD

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

TURQUOISE

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

SAPPHIRE

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

IOLITE

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

AMETHYST

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.

KUNZITE

Nov. 28th, 2014 01:50 pm
The small cabin is no longer empty; instead, it's full of simple wooden chairs and a few tables. One table is stacked with baskets of ripe fruit; as for the others...

On one, scrolls bearing messages appear out of nowhere. On the other rests a single scroll and a quill pen to write on it. The top of the scroll reads, "Tell me what you believe in." The rest is empty space, waiting to be written on.
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WELCOME TO THE AATHER TEST DRIVE POST! CURRENT, PROSPECTIVE, DROPPED/HAPPY ENDED AND FANCIFULLY FLEETING PLAYERS ARE INVITED TO PLAY IN A GAME, MEET OTHER CHARACTERS, MESS AROUND WITH AMNESIA, AND TEST OUT THE TEAM WATERS. YOU DON'T HAVE TO COMMIT TO APPING IN ORDER TO PLAY! PLEASE JUST HAVE FUN~

APPLICATIONS ARE OPEN FROM NOW UNTIL MONDAY DECEMBER 1ST @ 11:59PM EST. YOU'RE WELCOME TO USE THREADS FROM THE TEST DRIVE FOR SAMPLES IN YOUR APPS. THE TEST DRIVE WILL "OFFICIALLY" CLOSE AT THAT TIME AS WELL, BUT OF COURSE, YOU CAN CONTINUE BACKTHREADING IF YOU CHOOSE TO, AND APPS WILL OPEN AGAIN SHORTLY AFTER CHRISTMAS.

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Aather is a panfandom memory-loss team game set in a world of fairy tales; it's a communal fable about the nature of stories, the power of friendship, and the importance of free will. Characters wake up in the world of Aather with near-complete amnesia and are assigned to a team. Together with this team, they play in games run by beings called the Personae in order to win back their past—and their memories . . .
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You find yourself tumbling into the Ring on a bright, crisp afternoon. The sky above—what you can make of it through the tall, heavy trees—is a soft blue. Every so often there is a flurry of movement as a flock of birds rushes past; they look like nothing more than animated paper cranes, rainbow-colored and fragile, but surprisingly lifelike and energetic. What little light there is from the sky above is supplemented by soft, glowing orbs that hang in the air, impossible to touch and drifting absently throughout the forest.

The ground beneath your feet isn't ground so much as a surface, a wide, clear lake that you can see to the very bottom of . . . Down below, deep beneath the water, the silvery branches of an underwater tree reach up towards the sky. Somehow, the surface is solid, like there's a pane of glass holding you up. Each step you take causes a ripple of bright color, the same color as the clothes you wear, or the gemstone key hanging around your neck.

There's a small card in your hands—where did that come from? . . . ah, of course. You remember, now, even if you don't remember a lot else. You're here to play a game!

BEFORE PLAYING PLEASE READ THIS AND COMMENT TO FILL OUT A SHORT FORM. HAPPY PLAYING!

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