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RYSLIG - MODS ([personal profile] rysligmods) wrote in [community profile] graveyardsmash2016-01-13 12:29 am
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JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

TEST DRIVE
Welcome to Ryslig's test drive meme! If you're considering apping here, this is where you can try your characters out in the game's setting. A few things to note:

  • You can only app ONE character per round so choose wisely.
  • We now have a Quick Game Facts that simplifies the basic information about the game. Good if you want to see what the game is at a glance!
  • Ryslig's FAQ is located here, so please take a look if you have questions.

  • The Reserve date is 01/29.
  • Test drive meme threads can be used for your roleplay sample!
  • Players with characters already in the game can earn up to a maximum of 6 coins by replying to potential character threads! You cannot use this to go over the bonus 20 coins per month total, but you can use it to reach that coin total. Same rules as normal bonuses apply.

Sample scenarios:
SCENARIO ONE: So you've just arrived, fresh out of the hospital, and already the natives are trying to get on your good side. Offers of food, shelter and other luxuries in return for hoping you don't eat them. They even have some helpful pamphlets to share with you. "How To Deal With Changes", "Alternatives to Human Flesh", "What to Expect When You're Expecting (to turn into a monster)" are all great pamphlets. There's even some detailing certain monsters, and the changes they go through. Some of these seem to have been passed down from one monster to the next.

Among these however, are some... not so helpful ones. "Bunnyipyips And You", "Axe Thief Axehounds," and "So you're becoming a Fur Bearing Trout" among others. Sometimes they have marks on them from previous people who had them saying they are lies, or pointing out good "jokes."

SCENARIO TWO: You've become hopelessly lost in Lager Woods. Paths don't seem to lead where you remember them leading, and you feel as if you're going around in circles. Childlike giggling can be heard from no direction in particular. Suddenly, you stumble upon another character, who seems to be just as lost as you! Perhaps you can find a way out together. Or maybe they want you for lunch...

SCENARIO THREE: The time has come and you've found yourself becoming a monster. Is the change instant, or gradual? Are you familiar enough with monsters to know what's happening, or is it a complete shock? NOTE: Feel free to pick any monster type for this prompt, but note that you may not get the same one in game.

SCENARIO FOUR:The claws, the fangs, the pangs of hunger - horrible as they all are, it's manageable given enough time and perseverance. Local monster hunters, though, not so much.

Maybe it started with a few wayward glances on the outskirts of town, critical stares and disapproving whispers, or just the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever it was, deserved or entirely unprovoked, you're being hunted: a handful of aggressive, well-armed humans doggedly chase your trail throughout city streets and out into the open, and if you're not careful (if you don't find help soon) you might wind up as the next trophy kill claim on one of those hunter's walls.
oppositionary: (Look way down by the river)

Alucard | Castlevania

[personal profile] oppositionary 2016-01-14 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
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[Waking up in strange places isn't quite as weird as some may believe. Centuries of experience, a castle that made little sense to most people and a world of magic did make the city seem far less surprising than it may be to others. His eyes keep looking over everyone who passes by whether they're human or monster. He notes mentally the oddness of monsters. Not quite like any of the ones he can recall but certainly different.

He's trying to move through the crowds without drawing attention to himself. Not that his outfit is particularly inconspicuous. It's especially difficult considering he's been handed pamphlets by a few people. It causes him to stop and he reads over one of the covers.
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"A fur bearing trout"...[What are these people talking about?]

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[Knowledge was power. Knowledge would help him and those who were trapped. It was his excuse to head into the woods. Alucard may not be capable of his dark magic or shape-shifting anymore but he was confident enough in his own skills as an individual that he had no fear going into the woods.

The laughter and atmosphere reminds him of a the sort of dream a demon may attempt to trap a person in. He comes to an abrupt stop. He wasn't getting anywhere and he could recognize that. He swears he hears something beyond the laughter that seemed to hang in the air. Pulling his cloak closer together around himself it might be the smallest sign of his displeasure towards the situation.
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Come out.

THREE: MERPERSON

[The fog. He had steeled himself for whatever changes one could expect. He heard of the land having vampires. Perhaps whatever god or goddess of the land would mock him by giving him the same cursed blood he had back home. Alucard is knelt down in an attempt to make himself smaller, to keep himself from lashing out should the pain truly be what one claims it to be.

When he starts an inhale a burning sensation starts through his limbs. He clenches his hands into fists. Pointed ears start to fan out, webbing and growing. A tear in his arms and clothing push out some colorless fins. He bites into his lip, drawing blood. He pushes himself up, now determined to see what was happening and try to clean himself up. As he tries to walk through the foggy streets he runs into someone.
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My apologies. [His voice is strained. He's trying to keep his face as neutral as possible.]
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ALUCARD!!! also three

[personal profile] ridingstardust 2016-01-14 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[The fog is a regular occurrence to someone who's lived here for a year. The only thing Yusei needs to worry about is heightened aggression from monsters and overly wary humans. Which is, to say, a lot, but there was a small blessing to be found in that the fog no longer causes his body to change.

He was on his way to the safety of his home when someone bumps into him, and he finds himself face to face with a fledgling monster.]


It's fine.

[He's not going to be rude to someone who's obviously in pain.]

Do you need help?

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ibuki mioda | super dangan ronpa 2

[personal profile] ibukisays 2016-01-14 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
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[ One would think that being anywhere other than murder island would be a vast improvement. One would be wrong, because this does not feel like an improvement at all. Markedly less murder is a plus, but monsters? Cannibalism? Becoming a cannibalistic monster??? Sure, human flesh is probably super nutrient-rich but it's a lot to take in.

Which may be why there's a girl biting into the stack of pamphlets letting out a muffled scream.

> Approach at your own risk? ]
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[ Are you enjoying your walk in the forest? The fresh air, the cool breeze, the crunch of leaves beneath your feet?

Well, too bad because there's now a girl jumping out of a tree and landing on top of you with a warcry from hell. ]


Why were you following Ibuki, huh?!
ibuki special
[ You know what this place lacks? Quality music. This has plagued Ibuki for a while, so she's decided that if the music won't come to her, she'll bring the music to everyone else-- with a special concert! A rather impromtu one in the middle of the day in the middle of the road, with some hastily grabbed trashcans to make up for lack of instruments. ]

This one is called, "Love on Wings"! Ibuki just wrote it this morning, for everyone!

[ Aaand she starts. Too bad for your eardrums because this is what her music sounds like. Complete with death screams and caterwauling. You're welcome. ]
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[personal profile] nolemon 2016-01-14 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[You know, there are some things Hiyoko would expect from her classmates. Being jumped while being lost in the forest? That was not one of them but--]

Get off me of me!! I don't have to explain anything to you!

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Bowser | Super Mario Bros

[personal profile] dennishopper 2016-01-14 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
[1-1]

[GRAGH! That's the frustrated, almost inhuman roar from the newest arrival. A large, nay, hulking man is bounding around the outskirts of the hospital. Once he spots you, he'll be quick to stomp over and jab you in the chest with a single finger as he speaks.]

Listen up, whats-yer-face! I want the first ticket outta dis trash heap, and I want my old body back! Is that clear enough for ya, bub?

[Smoke spews out of his nostrils as he speaks.]

[1-2]

[As it turns out, the locals nor the officials responsible for this affair have done the great and terrible Bowser any favors! Thus, he'll do what any rational person would do in response - find something else to punch. Namely, the the closest thing he can find to an "official-looking" building.

Thus, anybody who walks by late at night will see an individual with a big red beard and a leather jacket punching some building. Even if he's no longer in his traditional form, there's no sign of him getting tired any time soon. Even if the building is very obviously closed.]


HEY! Open up right now, I want some answers!

[2-1]

[Bowser is pissed. In fact, he goes to punch more trees and is annoyed when they don't immediately break. So, the most obvious response to this is to go punch more trees! This is productive.]
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[personal profile] peccatore 2016-01-14 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Marco has to second-guess himself when this guy stomps over to him and starts yelling at him, because he looks reasonably human and, at the same time, exactly like the kind of monster who's just getting ready to chomp an unsuspecting merman's head off.

He raises his hands defensively and forces a smile - very, very carefully.]


I'm... afraid nobody here can do any such thing for you! Not as things currently stand, anyway. Sorry!

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Izuminokami Kanesada | Touken Ranbu

[personal profile] saikinhayari 2016-01-14 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
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[ naturally, the first thing to do is probably ask 'hey! what's going on? where am I? can you help me?', and so forth but yet... Izuminokami is greeted with a much more pleasant surprise- a swarm of people, giving him gifts and making him feel awfully flattered. of course he wouldn't dare to say no to this!? he's just so cool that it's natural to have all these people want to greet him, honestly! he's accepting everything with a grin on his face, but then that grin fades to a much more curious expression at the pamphlets. ]

Bunnyipyips... Fur bearing trout... F-flesh...!? [ okay. okay. hold up! is this a really bad joke or- ah, no. as soon as Izuminokami lowers the bundle of pamphlets to ask a question the locals that gave it to him are already scurrying off to greet other people out of the hospital. ] Hey... You..! Wait-

[ too late. ] Damn it... Are they trying to mock me or something? [ because he doesn't appreciate it! they have a good taste in gifts though, so he's gonna keep them. though, these pamphlets... ]

No... This is no good. [ so, waving a hand filled with pamphlets he tries to catch someone's attention. hey, hey look over here. if he's going to find information he has to find it somehow- ] What does this stuff even mean- do you know?

Two

[ the path he was following lead to these woods, but then it soon disappeared. he finds another path but then it feels as if he's being lead on a never-ending journey through these woods!? it doesn't help that it's awfully dark and all the trees look the same... he's pretty lost right now. though, he isn't going to really admit it (not as if there's... anyone around to admit it to) but he really, really needs to get out of here. the sounds of the giggling sends an uncomfortable chill down his spine, and the feeling of not having his vessel with him just leaves him feeling pretty unsafe!

well, if anything goes wrong you can easily just throw dirt in their eyes and bolt for it, right? or maybe if he finds a good enough branch that can land a pretty hard blow... sometimes you just have to make do with what you got.

but that thought is interrupted at the sound of footsteps... is he being followed? just his luck. ]


Alright, alright... Sneaking around like that isn't going to make you look any good, ya'know?
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[personal profile] spes_phthisica 2016-01-14 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not technically footsteps, since Souji doesn't have feet anymore. There's a moment's silence after Kanesada addresses him, and then the sword will hear some rustling up in the trees instead, and maybe a glimpse of something blue slithering in between the branches. How sinister and highly ominous...

And then there's a pretty loud creak as one (1) Okita Souji drops down upside down in front of Kanesada, hanging down from the tree from his tail and smiling brightly.]


Well, you seemed a bit jumpy, and I didn't want to startle you! [And that's why he decided to drop down out of nowhere on him instead???]

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hachisuka kotetsu | touken ranbu

[personal profile] koshirae 2016-01-14 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
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Ugh, don't--

[ there are strangers pressing in around him, chattering and nervous and trying to press things on him, and hachisuka is miserable and annoyed and overwhelmed. ]

How dare you, do you even-- stop, I don't want any of this.

[ don't any of these people recognize a kotetsu when they see one? honestly, how disrespectful. he winds up with a handful of pamphlets in one hand, anyway, which he then uses to smack away fingers that come too close to him. --when he's finally mostly being left alone, he whirls on someone nearby, his free hand flipping his hair dramatically over a shoulder. ]

Do you have any idea what all this--[ and here he waves the pamphlets, some of them quite alarming. ]--is about?


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[ just the one actual prompt, but if you'd rather do something else, feel free!! ]
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uno

[personal profile] aslyfox 2016-01-14 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, all of those things are supposed to prepare you for living on the peninsula and in this world... though, truth be told, they're not the most helpful things.

[ Carefully taking the papers out of Hachisuka's hand, the little fox (dog) smiles at the familiar Kotetsu before using his free hand to shred the pamphlets into confetti. It merely takes seconds with sharp claws! ]

Now, then. Shall we go somewhere a little more... ah, quiet and less crowded? There are still many humans around, and I get overwhelmed by their scent very easily! I think there are a few quiet areas, maybe a park nearby?

[ Kogi taps his nose, which knows a lot. ]

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stiles stilinski | teen wolf

[personal profile] figureitout 2016-01-14 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
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[ Waking up in a hospital? Far more common than you would think, maybe, for how much Stiles definitely looks the part of your regular high schooler. Stepping out of said hospital to find the streets half-populated by supernatural creatures?

Yeah, pretty much a day that ends in y.

The fact he's somehow been spirited away and dropped sixty+ years back in time, though, is the part that's causing him a small headache... topped off with the stack of pamphlets he seems to be leafing through, right there on the sidewalk. Sometimes he waves his hand at whatever he's reading, or if you're lucky, you'll hear him exclaim: ]


Oh my god, seriously? Werebunnies is where I'm drawing the line, like, if I have to wake up and find that I have long, fluffy ears, I'm out. That's it.

[ Or for those with golden or red eyes, you may find him walking up to you, very casually. ] So, your pack around somewhere, or are you lone wolfing it out here?

two;

[ This whole "let's get lost in the woods" thing lost its charm just about the first time it ever happened, okay, do they really have to have a repeat of it? Because he's so not here for that, except for the way how he's very much here, here being the woods, and lost. Terribly, horribly lost. ]

Okay, Stiles, think-- the path was just there. If something's moving it, it... won't be where you think it is.

[ He squeezes his eyes shut, tries to visualize the way he took to get here, what kind of trees and bushes there were, what way he should go from here. He shudders when he hears the creepy little laugh, but is determined to just not pay it any attention at all -- it's just trying to distract him. It's not working.

Not. Working.

Not working so well, in fact, that when there's a sound from the bushes, Stiles jumps about three feet in the air and flails wildly. If an arm smacks you in the face, don't hold it against him. ]
AAAAAAAGH!
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[Yuffie's ears perk up as she lets another pamphlet fall to the ground in front of her feet. Yeah, she isn't touching those. Instead she peeks around the boys side looking up at him and then down at the piece of paper in his hand.]

Are there really Werebunnies?

[She doesn't believe this monster business, she just assumed it's people turning into heartless and the town freaking out about it. All she needs to do is stop them, the world is fine and then she can find a gummi ship home.

Simple right?]

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shego | kim possible

[personal profile] jadedsidekick 2016-01-14 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
SCENE 1
--yyeah and you know what I think of your pamphlets? [not even one hour into her arrival and Shego is already taking her anger and frustration out on a poor, well-meaning native. she's holding the pamphlet up, and initially, she starts in an oh-so-saccharine-sweet, oh-so-sarcastic tone, complete with a strained smile.

for a moment, the native who's only trying his darnedest not to be eaten in the future, smiles hopefully in turn, but that moment is ruined as Shego takes the pamphlet and tears it to shreds in seconds, throwing the newly-made confetti violently at the man.
]

That's what I think.

[she balls her hands into fists; this would be the moment where she'd flare her powers up but it's still not coming for her and it only seems to add to her agitation. so instead she just...stomps her foot against the fallen pieces to punctuate her point, grinds her heel into the dirt, and walks off.

it's relatively tame for someone like her, but a few others who have seen the display kind of take a mental note to not give her any more hand outs. to the poor few who didn't see her display and don't get out of her way in time, well, you're going to get bumped into. so idk pick your poison; either way it's green.
]

Hey. Watch it, bucko.

[ALTERNATIVELY: wildcard it]
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chatwithdeath: (Quit fooling around...)

[personal profile] chatwithdeath 2016-01-15 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Alternatively, you could try paying attention.

[Because she may have eight legs, but she's fairly coordinated with them. Also, her legs are fairly thin; the new girl could have walked left or right and completely miss bumping into her. Still, she turns with one leg tapping after the other to actually face the one who can't avoid a stilt leg.]

Really, barely a one-in-eight chance, and you got it.

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jonathan joestar | jojo's bizarre adventures

[personal profile] incandescence 2016-01-15 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ He stumbled past the crowds, edging away from the villagers who offered little things: pamphlets, gifts, smiles and kind words that seemed empty in purpose and meaning. The deeper into the city Jonathan got, the worse it grew. He didn't mind a warm welcome, he really didn't, but he would feel a lot better if he had some space to himself, where he could sit and have a drink of tea or two, and at least have the opportunity to breathe. And think.

Jonathan knew he had been dying on that ship. As he sat on the wooden floor, holding Dio's head close to his chest, he knew it as sure as the sky was blue. One function after another, his body had been shutting down, unable to sustain proper life after his grueling injuries. Dio's voice was becoming harder to hear, to understand. The world had been fading around the edges, slowly fading into black. But then...

...he had woken in a hospital, in an overwhelming city, with overwhelming citizens who treated him with a kind of respect that was gained through fear itself. Jonathan was far away from Erena, from Dio. From everything.

Another person wanders forward, offering a gift with a smile that's so strained, it's almost painful to observe. Jonathan's about to kindly refuse, until the basket is literally thrust into his chest, the giver quickly turning hell and running before any actions can be made. Jonathan stands there, wordless. A little basket of fruits is what he's been given, but eating even a little bite doesn't even come to mind. What he wouldn't give for an explanation, or at least a name for the city he's landed in!

Day quickly settles into night, and Jonathan learns nothing. It's not until he sees a stranger nearby that he attempts to start a conversation of his own. By this point in time, he's more than willing to at least talk to someone who doesn't look like he's about to rip their limbs apart.

Jonathan approaches from behind, making his footsteps loud enough so that he won't startle whoever's up front! ]
Excuse me, but are you hungry? It seems I've been given a snack, but I hardly have the stomach to eat any of it.
fanghunt: (KLAUS is thinking...)

[personal profile] fanghunt 2016-01-18 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Hrm?

[ Jonathan's loud approach is not lost on Klaus; he turns around before he speaks up, taking note of the young man's impressive stature and the basket in his hands. He shakes his head. ]

Ah, I'm afraid I'm not, but thank you. I'm much more concerned with how these civilians are acting.

[ His eyes scan the crowd, watching (or doing his best to watch without the aid of his glasses) as those who accidentally meet his gaze quickly look away. Just what is going on here? Where is he? Why can't he contact his comrades back home?

He anxiously rubs the back of his neck. ]


I wonder what they're so frightened of...
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Kise Ryouta | Kuroko no Basuke

[personal profile] yellowcopycat 2016-01-15 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
2

So at the best of times Kise wasn't especially brave. He wasn't a coward either, but he could have minor, if loud freak outs if startled enough. There's a reason why he's doesn't like horror movies unless with friends.

This? This is him living a horror movie. He's lost Murasakibara, the only person he knows here, and there's all this stupid, horror movie giggling. He hates it, he hates a lot.

"Murasakibaracchi!" he yelled out. Probably not the smartest idea, but no one accused Kise Ryouta of being the smartest guy.

3 - Nymph

It's really not so bad, he tells himself as he looks into his reflection on the pond's surface.

Of course, that's a lie. It is bad. It's worse than bad. It's the absolute worse. His hair was gone. Replaced by ginkgo leaves. Even his ears were beginning to look like gingko leaves. Between some of the leaves yellow buds of some sort of flower were growing.

What was he becoming? A tree? That didn't explain why he wanted to eat ... people. He wanted to eat people. He was about to say that made no since, plants don't eat.

But then he remembered Venus Fly Traps, and those bell flower plants that that first gen pokemon was based on, which one again? Bellsprout? And the legend of cherry blossoms getting their distinct pink color from the blood of men buried under their roots.

He really was turning into a monster.
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[personal profile] princessdude 2016-01-16 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
From the moment Snow White had realized that the forest was filled with monsters of various kinds he had done his best to keep himself hidden and done a good job with it as well. Several monsters had passed by his hiding spot so when the blond that seemed to be as lost as he were yelled out some name or the other it was understanding that he got annoyed.

"Are you fucking stupid?" he growled out, stepping out from the bushes he had worked so hard blending into. He had even been in need to rub mud in parts of his face to hide his pale skin. Mud! "Do you have any idea what is out in this forest?"

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Frodo Baggins | Lord of the Rings

[personal profile] eldandil 2016-01-15 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[1].

[At a distance, the curly-haired creature newly arrived in Ryslig could be a child, standing at around three and half feet tall, with soft features and large eyes. Pointed ears and oversized, hairy feet might give away that he wasn't quite human even before he arrived with scrapes and scratches, and he exudes vulnerability, accepting the pamphlets with murmured thanks and averting his gaze.

He is a hobbit of the Shire, a hero in his own right, and he was supposed to reach a very different shore.]


Please...

[He tugs your sleeve, and unless you are a human child, he is almost certainly smaller than you and looking up to meet your eyes with his own blue ones.]

You're sure you haven't seen two elves, a wizard and a hobbit? They would have been on the same ship. I fear we met with misfortune and it cannot be that only I lived and they perished.

[2].

[Hobbits, though not inherently very magical creatures, are good at blending into shadows and going unseen when they want to be missed. Unfortunately, Frodo's wanderings have taken him far from the call of the sea, and far from a town where only men and monsters wander the streets with not one of his kind in sight. The forest is dark and deep, and without a traveling party, a pony or a sword, it was probably folly to venture this far.

Separated from all he cared enough to sacrifice his comfortable life in Bag End for, Frodo wonders if it would be so terrible to meet a quick end at the hands of a creature like Shelob or Gollum. He addresses the rustling sound, voice calm and clear.]


You might as well come out. I've nothing to hide and no way to hurt you. I'm a stranger in this land, far from home, and you have done me no ill, yet.

[3. Harpy]

[Frodo knew from hearsay that they would be painful; wide eyes and a small stature remind most of children, and he's known enough of Men to understand that their knee-jerk reaction to hobbits is to treat them as they would youngsters of their own race. Others have been kind to him, assuring him that the changes are something everyone survives even if they hurt, and Frodo had surprised a few with the steel in his gaze and assurances that he has experienced pain.

When he'd arrived, at first he had remained by the water, still feeling that call and that pull, assuming the worst of his own final voyage. He'd returned to the docks almost daily, a small, pale figure quietly deciding how to mourn all that he's lost even after casting aside his burden and toppling a terrible lord of darkness while he listened to the cries of the gulls and the swells and falls of the waves. He'd wished in his heart of hearts that he could fly back across it, to find rest in the undying lands of the west or else return to Hobbiton, where at least he was known and loved among others of his kind.

The Fog has arrived, though, and the docks are no longer a place of comfort and solace for the hobbit. His lips part in sudden, stabbing discomfort; it's not like the Ringwraith's blade, not nearly as chilled or venomous, but it's organic, hot and snapping and wet with his own life's blood. He collapses to his knees, doubling over as his spine fails to support him, a wrenching cry building in his throat and tearing loose as his small body is wracked with agony.

He clings to the dock, feeling his grasp weaken as the albatross wings split and slice him, leaving him panting and exhausted when it's over. They're heavy,soaked and sticky with blood, and he raises himself to try to crawl back to relative safety and find some help.

Unfortunately, he slips the moment he tries to raise himself to his feet, and the weight of those enormous wings start dragging him down the moment he hits the briny water.]


[4. Wendigo]

[In hindsight, it was foolish. Taking the moral high ground had been different in Mordor when Frodo had cast aside his orcish armor and sword and insisted that he would bear no weapon on the slow, grueling and torturous march toward the fire. When antlers had sprouted from his skull and fur had begun to cover his thighs and shoulders, he'd endured it if he'd thought it odd. The sharpening teeth had been even stranger, but insisting that he would take no one's life to sustain himself had been wildly optimistic.

Frodo's willpower is impressive, but Wendigos are not actually known for their restraint. He has learned that the hard way.

He races through the trees blindly, tears stinging his eyes as the sweet life he'd consumed ravenously courses through his limbs. He had been mad by the time it broke him, wild and fey and rabid, and when he broke free of a self-imposed but pitiful prison of a room locked from the outside, the first person he'd come across hadn't stood a chance. He'd made short work of them, tearing into the flesh, and then weeping as he fled when he was spotted immediately and pursued.

He collapses almost of his own accord at the foot of a tree. Grief and exhaustion have overwhelmed him, and if the party coming after the blood-stained hobbit with a deer's hooves and antlers overtakes him, he has half a mind to let them do what they will.]


[E. Wildcard]

[Did I miss something? Well fix that!]
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[personal profile] isabettershotthanyou 2016-01-16 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[It wasn't his sleeve that was tugged but Bard overheard what the child--no, that wasn't a child--asked, his ears perking as he stopped in his tracks and turned to scan the crowd. Despite the other's size it's easy to spot him among the cityfolk that are gathered about and he doesn't waste any time in slipping through the crowd to reach the other, taking a knee as he rests a hand on the other's shoulder.]

Did you say something of elves? And hobbits?

[His shock at hearing such familiar words made him forget about how odd he looks now, his wings tucked close to his back as his scorpion like tailed curled up over his back. Rather than human legs his bent the opposite way and ended in large paws, the fur covering them matching that which covered his arms and the short muzzle that his jaw had become.

Sorry, Frodo. He just really wanted to make sure he was hearing you correctly.]

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Neophyte Redglare | Homestuck

[personal profile] justitia 2016-01-15 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
One;

[Pamphlets. Redglare's brow furrows in annoyance, her nose crinkles in distaste. When in search of solid, reasonable, helpful answers; there is nothing more aggravating than pamphlets.

Her arrival in this bizarre place is something of a mystery. There's a vacant stretch of time where she should recall the series of events that brought her here. If she were still on Alternia, the most logical conclusion would be that someone had drugged her--but she was clearly not on Alternia. That single pivotal fact threw most of her conclusions out the window.

She heaves a weary sigh as she settles herself into a straight-backed wooden chair, angling it closer to the nearby fireplace. One leg is carefully crossed over the other. The people in this village--alien though they may be--have been exceedingly helpful. A bit too helpful for her tastes, but so long as they don't cause her trouble, she won't mind. The inn that she finds herself in now is a cozy one. It was the first place of shelter that she could find, but it will do for now.

With the air of someone who loathes dreary paperwork, Redglare picks through the pamphlets one by one. She gives each a critical once-over and sets the ones that seem promising onto the table beside her. The others are casually flicked into the fire.]



Two;

[Back on Alternia, the forests were her home. There was never a place that Redglare felt more at ease--save for on the back of her dragon. The forests here, though... There is something disquieting about them. Something that she doesn't trust. Then again, when does she trust anything?

Her suspicions are just beginning to rise that she might have passed this particular tree once or twice before, when her ears pick up a shift of movement nearby. In an instant, the cane in her hand is drawn, splitting near the top to reveal a sword. It's not the dragon staff that was specially made for her and her station back home, but it was commissioned by her and it will work just as well for what she needs.

Her ears flick towards the noise, her stance slipping subtly into something more solid and defensive. She calls out in authoritative tone:]


Show yourself.
godofnothingness: (I might just be screwed........maybe....)

Two!

[personal profile] godofnothingness 2016-01-18 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[For Loki, it's the city he's most familiar with. And if there were a wood he was familiar with, it was certainly not this one. The wood he knows is in the center of the penninsula, small and easy to navigate.

Not like this.

Still, he comes here; for the animals that call it home, for the deer, the rabbits, the birds.

For the meat that isn't human.

It's easiest to stalk prey at his travel size--a 'red panda', its limbs joined by the same skin flaps found on gliding mammals. Nothing large suspects a cat-sized creature of harm, and his speed is more than enough to catch them as a result.

That or get him out of harms way, not that he's done more than freeze as he cracks a twig under-paw.
] Er...

[Paws up-! He's been 'caught'!] I come in peace?
curtaincalled: (who makes a knife like that)

Fiona | Zoids: Guardian Force

[personal profile] curtaincalled 2016-01-15 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
One

[There is a light touch at the elbow of the nearest person Fiona could see and approach without them sidling away. Even if she had to sneak up to them to do so, which was...slightly hard, as she was both recently discharged from the hospital and her distinctly pale appearance was very hard to miss, even for a baseline human. Fiona did occasionally manage, though!

She was, if anything, more likely to reach out to people who looked rather...strange. Not like other humans.

But they were substantially less likely to run away from her, so-
]

Um—excuse me. Would you happen to know what a fur-bearing trout is…?

[She seems more perplexed by the trout thing than the furry part.

What the fuck is a trout?
]

Two

[Well. She certainly passed by that dead tree before, and that rock. She kept scratching pale marks into the stone’s surface with a smaller rock in angular Zoidian script, first a letter to mark her way—then a full word, then onwards to an almost complete sentence as she kept resolutely showing back up here.

Clearly, this area had something to tell her. So Fiona spoke up, addressing some space between leafless trees.
]

What do you want me to see?

[She certainly heard the giggles in the distance. But that wasn’t all there was out here, was it?]
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[personal profile] yellowcopycat 2016-01-16 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
A furry fish?

[He looks equally confused about this.]

I didn't know fish could have fur.

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leo tsukinaga ♪ ensemble stars

[personal profile] cyni 2016-01-16 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
♪ scene 1

( he doesn't remember a thing. how he got here or where he is now, all he knows is that he's been sent out a hospital and is able to go about everything any way that he wants. now, with a pamphlet in hand that reads: "alternatives to human flesh", leo hums a bit in understanding as he taps his chin after a small nod. why didn't he see it before? how could a genius like him become a fool? )

If I can't remember how I got here, then that means I had to have been abducted by the UFOs again!? And they left me some weird book, perhaps it's some sort of map so I can figure my way out of this place or maybe it'll lead me towards my next masterpiece. As always, I am a genius..... ☆

( checking the book in hand, he looks back at the cover and an idea comes to mind. maybe if he finds someone native to this planet, perhaps he could beat the challenge that's offered to him and return home. coming towards either human or monster, will the idol raise up the book to gain the attention of who he's ready to speak to. )

Hey you! You! Yes, come to me before my thoughts flutter away and become a loss to the world! What is the answer to this!? ( showing the book to whoever is willing to pay him any mind. ) Wait! Let me think! Don't dare to snatch this wonder away from me! Could it be that coffee is the alternative to human flesh, is this how such fantasy monsters like you all exist!? Vanilla beans, coffee grounds, hot water with sugar and cream.. creates such radioactive waste as you aliens!? That could be a line to my next song ~



♪ scene 2

Where am I.. why am I here?

( perhaps he shouldn't have taken that wrong turn, but for now it can't be helped as he marches forward within the forest. the constant giggling and laughing doesn't make this hard for leo, it makes him ecstatic to be in the area. he believes that these are the songs that fairies will sing to keep them calm. when a bush nearby rustles, he's struck by a sudden urge within his body and mind. )

I've found it! This melody! This is it! With this I canー

( write his next masterpiece! patting at his clothes in search for his handy dandy notebook, he stops when he finally realizes.. )

My notebook? Even my pens are gone! How far I let myself fall, did I leave them at the hospital? I have to do something for all of it goes to waste! ( looking around for something he can write with, he finds a stick that's covered in red at the tip. he isn't aware of the faint smell of blood that it's covered in since he has inspiration on the line that he can't lose. now moving to the other side of the bush, his wandering had lucked out for him as he finds someone passing time by themselves and deciding to speak up. )

Stand where you are! Give me your back or your chest, your face will be good enough! Allow me to spread my talent across your forehead!

( basically he wants to write on your forehead. )

I have to write my inspiration on your somewhere~... ♪ You can spare your time to a King, can't you?
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♪ scene two i have to save my fav

[personal profile] ex_cniht281 2016-01-16 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
( Ah yes, here is Ritsu again. As always, he's sleeping behind a bush very charmingly.

Is it comfortable? Well, no. Does that matter? Apparently not. He can't help it, being an old man as he is, when his body tells him to sleep he guesses that just means that it's time to sleep, regardless of when or where he is. Naturally that means that, when he gets lost in some strange woods, with the sun shining through the foliage he can't help that it feels a whole lot like nap time to him. It could very well be a good nap too, if it weren't for Leo and his meddling yelling. At least, he supposes, it's a voice he recognizes.
)

Ahh... I don't want to get up, King... ( It's just mumbled, and casually at that. Maybe he doesn't realize where he's sleeping, even though he's holding onto a nice bundle of leaves at the moment... ) Isn't there some sidewalk or something nearby that you can use~?
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violet beauregarde | the superior wonka movie

[personal profile] violetviolet 2016-01-16 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[one]

[she doesn't like all these people getting up in her face. food, shelter-- she just got here! she's not thinking about boring stuff like that yet! she needs time to mentally adjust to all this stuff, not random people hassling her!

it doesn't take long for her to get annoyed and snap: I don't care, I don't care, but SOMEBODY better get me some gum!

and then, someone did. she doesn't remember his name, but she solemnly swears that if she ever has to start (gross) eating people, she'll avoid guys with black hair. just in case.

she's sitting on the side of the road, idly flipping through pamphlets, going through the pack of mint gum like a chainsmoker. her stress level has been halved, easily; she just needed something to chew on.]


This place sounds like a real drag. [a solemn and serious observation.]

[two]

[why did she decide to go through the woods? she's never gone in woods in her whole life! why did she have to start now, when there were significantly more dangers than bears and exposure.

at some point, she picked up a fallen branch and started idly swinging it at her side. she hums a little tune as she walks; she might be lost in some magical woods, but that's no reason to panic.

no reason to panic at all.

which is why, the second she hears a noise, she immediately panics and swings the stick wildly in its direction.]
unconchionable: (casual)

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[personal profile] unconchionable 2016-01-20 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
If you want that to do any good, you really ought to sharpen it.

[It's just a boy, her own age, holding up his hands in the universal gesture of harmlessness, with a bit of a British accent. There's nothing strange or monstrous looking about him at all - unless - did his eyes flash red for a moment? No, she must be imagining - and a faint twist of a smile to one side of his mouth.]
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Axel || Kingdom Hearts || OTA

[personal profile] axelthrose 2016-01-16 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
(one)

"What.. is a bunnyipyip..yop?"

Axel turns the brochure around slowly, head tilting the other way as his lip curls and brow arches up. This was the weirdest thing he'd ever read, and he'd read some strange things. Honestly, he wasn't sure how this was supposed to be helpful to him because it legitimately was a fabulously written load of garbage.

He sighs and tosses the brochure aside, slouching low in the chair. His long legs were splayed out for a moment and he thought about flipping his hood up and just going full pissy child but his hand was reaching for the brochure again.

"No, I need to know what this is."

The brochure was now upside down and the expression on Axel's face was getting increasingly troubled. What even...


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[personal profile] heartdive 2016-01-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooooor you could always ask someone. That worked much better for me."

So says Sora, who seems to have appeared out of nowhere. Well he kind of has, considering the little ring of mushrooms not too far away. How could he resist popping over considering who seems to have just arrived? Now Sora's not really sure if it's Axel or Lea... He supposes it doesn't really matter in the end. Time and different realities are just too much for him to care about. A friend is a friend, once and always.

Right now he doesn't immediately look like himself. Well his normal self. Frankly speaking Sora's just happy that faeries don't have all of the extreme changes that the other monster types do. Fuzzy antennae and moth wings are hard enough to contend with, thank you.

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Nick Fury | MCU

[personal profile] botheyesopen 2016-01-16 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
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[ The first thing Nick had done after he arrived was to arm himself. He was no fool, he wasn't about to be caught unarmed in this crazy-ass place. So he got himself a gun, and plenty of bullets. Some of them silver and iron, because why the fuck not, you couldn't be too careful.

So when he finds himself in the woods, sun setting somewhere on a horizon he can't see, it's with his gun cocked and ready. He turns at the sound of every twig cracking, every ethereal chuckle that shouldn't be there. ]


Who's there? Motherfucker, I don't have time for this bullshit! Show yourself.


Four (will roll new monster for each thread)

[ Running isn't easy on brand new legs. And it sure as shit isn't easy to aim and fire at his pursuers while running away, but damnit, sometimes retreat is the only option. He doesn't know the city well enough to lay a trap for these assholes, so he's turning down alleys and tossing over debris behind him in a frantic attempt to throw them off course.

Will you help a man obviously in need of an assist? ]
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[personal profile] agentdad 2016-01-16 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, there's one person here who knows not to mess with a skittish agent. Phil steps out from the bushes at once, both hands raised in automatic surrender.]

And I wouldn't ask you to make time for bullshit. [It never sounds as good when he says it. Fury has a particular inflection that he can never seem to match.]

But you don't have to worry. Still human. [He glances up at his mechanic right hand.]

Well. Mostly.

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souda kazuichi || super dangan ronpa 2

[personal profile] eggcream 2016-01-16 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
i.

[As if waking up in a hospital out of nowhere like this wasn't bad enough-- as soon as Souda's out and trying to get a good feel of the place, he's being treated as if he was a freak or something! He noticed people giving out pamphlets to other hospital-ies, but whenever they got the junction to hand one out to him, they'd take one good look at him and flee like he was some scary punk or something. He might be dressed like a delinquent, but he's a good guy! Maybe he should try a different approach...

He carefully walks up to one of the people handing those pamphlets out, and offers them a warm smile before speaking.]


Hey, mind giving me one of those? I'm new here, so-- [The civilian had looked up from what they were doing, noticed the sharp teeth in Souda's mouth, and made a hasty retreat before Souda could even finish speaking, leaving him in stunned silence for a few moments.]

...fine, I didn't want any of your stupid pamphlets anyway! I'll figure things out on my own!! [He says this, but at the same time notices that the guy had actually dropped one. So curiously, he picks it up and begins to read... before letting out a shocked gasp.]

T-turn into monsters...? N-no way, this' gotta be a joke! [He looks around him a couple of times, before spotting another newbie with pamphlets in their hands. He'll come over and nervously hold out the pamphlet for them to see.]

Th-they're not serious about this stuff, right? There's no way we're gonna turn into one of these things, right?!

iv. (nymph)

[Welp. As much as he didnt want to believe it, Souda had without a doubt turned into one of those things. A very pretty one, at that.. definitely unfitting for the guy but he won't complain.

..well, hell complain a little.

But that's besides the point! The point was that Souda was just trying to connect with nature a little bit, try to get to know his new monster better when a group of hunters spotted him. He tried hiding behind the trees, blending in with the foliage on his body but when you've got hot pink wisteria for hair it.. makes blending in with a dull forest pretty hard. He didn't want to go back to town because he made it all the way here and it'd be such a waste of time, but after getting a nasty bullet shot into his shoulder and noticing that they also had torches with them he... yeah, he was going to go back to town.

With a hand covering his new wound, Souda manages to run quick enough to get a bit of a lead on the hunters, which saves him enough time to enter Bavan screaming like a maniac while he tries to find somewhere to hide or someone to help. Bright, red sap slowly spilled down his chest and luckily it was slow enough not to leave a trail but.. jeez. The poor guy really got a number on him, huh?

If he doesn't immediately find someone to help him, he'll start banging on doors of businesses or houses. Or he'll settle for hiding under a park bench, lying on his side while he tries to stop the bleeding and probably cry all over himself and think about how he was definitely a goner.]


special souda prompt version a.

[After the hunter shenanigans are over and he's patched up one way or another, Souda can be found a few days later in the park with his laptop and a bunch of junk surrounding him on the ground. He's brought this stuff out to a large patch of grass, so it's not in the way of any paths or anything but this is just.. an impressive amount of engines and scrap metal.

He's got a screwdriver in hand, and it looks like he's trying to modify his laptop somehow? Cool, maybe he can make them more high tech for everyone! Add better wifi, make the internet faster... maybe even make a proper camera or a video function or--


....is he attaching a small car engine to it?]



special souda prompt version b, network version.

< SOUDAPOP > POSTED AN ENTRY.

what the hell is the deal with my screenname? soudapop? what kind of terrible pun is that??


well whatever anyway: what are you supposed to do when you start wilting? like the little guys on my shoulders are starting to turn brown and dry up...?

i think they're venus flytraps if that helps anything but i mean i'm a mechanic, not a botanist. i've got no idea if this is bad or not...

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like i'm not

gonna die or anything.......



...right?
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nolemon: (Do you get it?)

1; were you having a bad day, Souda? Let her make it better.

[personal profile] nolemon 2016-01-17 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Guess who else was in fervent denial about turning into a monster? Hiyoko is. There's no way in hell she's going to let that happen to herself. She sees the scene play out before her and, well. Souda may not be Tsumiki or Owari but he's a perfect target for the moment.

He probably didn't notice her walk up--especially since, for once, she's not wearing a kimono--and lean in. She says quietly,]
I'm not but you're going to. I'm not stupid enough to let myself get infected by something like that.

special souda prompt....

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Hanji Zoe | Attack on Titan

[personal profile] titangroupie 2016-01-17 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
One

[She probably should have been a bit bothered by the odd surroundings. She really should have been.

But she wasn't.

As soon as she found her way outside the hospital, Hanji had found herself in the midst of people trying to offer her things and tell her what was going on. It was intriguing and she didn't hesitate to accept one of the pamphlets that was given her to, looking it over with a thoughtful sound.]


"What to Expect When You're Expecting (to turn into a monster)".

[Looking up at the person that had given her the pamphlet, Hanji's eyes gleamed as she clutched the paper in both hands.]

Turn into a monster? What kind of monster? What exactly is going on in this place--actually, what is this place?

[She moved forward as she asked the questions, crowding into the man's space as he backed up looking a bit put off by her...enthusiasm.]


Three

[The incoming fog hadn't really worried her that much. She done lots of digging and lots of questioning and was prepared for whatever this place had to throw at her. While there was a tinge of worry in the back of her mind, for the most part Hanji was just excited to experience changes--to see how they were going to happen and effect her.

What she hadn't accounted for was the pain.

It had started as a dull ache in her legs that, by the time the fog rolled in, turned into a horrible burning sensation. The burning became throbbing which then became a searing pain that sent her to her knees despite the laugh that bubbled out of her--

Anything to keep herself from crying out as she kept a forced grin on her lips.

She didn't have much time to think from there as her lower body clenched and seemed to suddenly shift, her hip bones cracking and causing her to lose all sense of balance and ability to hold herself up. This time a cry did escape her but she bit down on her lip--hard--to try and muffle it, eyes closing tightly as she felt her the bones in her legs snap. It was a dizzying blur from there as her vision blacked out, though she was still aware of what was going on, her body contorting and shifting, her head seeming to split open as something--several somethings?--started to grow.

When Hanji finally found herself able to see again, after what seemed like hours and an unnatural loss of blood and bone, she attempted to sit herself up only to fail. Eight separate limbs attempted to move at the same time and her breath hitched in surprise as she looked herself over, momentarily confused as to why the images she was seeing were slightly distorted; slightly blurry. Reaching up, the scientist flinched as she poked herself in the eye--

While touching her forehead.

Four new eyes had appeared on her forehead, solid black in color while the skin around them was still an angry red.]


This..

[She blinked, then blinked again before her hand found her glasses and she pushed them up over the eyes on her forehead, testing to see if that would clear the image up at all.

It didn't and the sheer stupidity of the thought had her snickering as she rested on the ground in a pile of old flesh, bone and blood, resting her glasses back onto her nose.]


This is amazing!
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Alisa Amiella | God Eater

[personal profile] odindvatri 2016-01-17 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
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[Unlike most of the newcomers, Alisa can't help but be a bit awestruck. Considering the world she comes from is a barren wasteland under constant threat of giant monster attacks, it's surprising that people are just going about their lives like it's no big deal. She's been scanning the crowds and so far hasn't caught sight of one telltale chunky red bracelet or a God Arc. What she has gotten are a lot of pamphlets which she's accepted mainly out of politeness.

Idly she begins to leaf through them as she walks, her expression changing from neutral to a bemused frown as she skims their content. Some of them look legitimately disturbing, describing demons and shadow creatures in loving detail. She tosses the manticore one in the trash soon after laying eyes on it. While it doesn't leave her in as bad a state as a real beast might, the depiction of a human-faced feline still sends a chill down her spine.

And then she gets to the more...unorthodox pamphlets. Axehounds, Rodents of Unusual Size, Bunyipyips, Jackalopes...]


...fur-bearing trout?!

[That last one was exclaimed out loud as the girl looks incredulously at the pamphlet, stopping dead in the middle of the sidewalk. Hopefully you don't walk into her or something. Otherwise, feel free to gawk at the girl yelling about furry fish.]


Three; Gargoyle

[So, nobody had told Alisa that gargoyles turn to stone during the day. The pamphlets hadn't said so either, but honestly, those pamphlets missed a lot of details. Maybe the writers should have spent less time reading up on the bunyipyip and the fur-bearing trout and a little more about the traits of the monsters that actually existed.

The point is that there's a moonstone statue at the entrance to an alleyway, an expression of shock on her face.

It's a very pretty statue despite the unusual pose and expression. However, if you approach it, whether to admire it, wonder why someone stuck a random dragon-girl statue out here, or cover up the poor gargoyle who got caught unaware by the sun, the thing starts to crack apart. First a pair of clawed hands, tearing frantically at the stone encasing their owner, then the wings, then the tail and everything else. It's less a statue now, and more a living girl. A girl who looks pretty rattled at what just happened, given the way she's looking at the moonstone fragments.]


Honestly, someone could have warned me about that! It seems like a terribly important thing to just leave out!

[She huffs in annoyance, dusting some more shards off her shoulder when she finally sees you, good person or monster, standing nearby.]

...Oh! Good evening. I hope I didn't startle you.

[She says, in a painfully obvious attempt to cover her embarrassment.]

Wildcard!

[Want to run into Alisa anywhere around Ryslig as either a human or monster? Be my guest!]
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Changed my mind. 3!

[personal profile] bugarallied 2016-01-17 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huh. That statue looked a lot like Alisa, but who would just leave a random statue of his teammate out somewhere? Weird. Weird and kind of creepy. Kota ventures closer to see if it really is supposed to be her or not, when all of a sudden the damn thing begins to tear itself apart.]

What the---holy!

[As a newbie shade, Kota's got little enough control over his form. Keeping himself solid and (mostly) human-looking is hard enough under normal circumstances. When he's startled that all goes out the window and he dissolves back into his immaterial form, a twiggy-looking creature, far taller than he is in his 'human' state, with glowing eyes, clawed hands and a mouth full of sharp teeth. It's almost a threat display. See, look at me? I'm scary! Woooo, scary ghost!

Then she speaks and Kota holds a clawed hand over his chest in the universal 'You nearly gave me a heart attack' gesture. Whether or not he actually has a heart in this form is debatable. He stares at his lizardy teammate for a moment with big, saucer-round glowy eyes.]


Geez what's the big idea, scaring me like that?!

[NOT COOL. >=(]
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[personal profile] explosionpunches 2016-01-17 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Scenario Two

When one is faced with an impossible challenge, there comes a time when one’s only real course of action is to… sit their ass down on a random tree root and complain to nobody in particular, apparently.

It’s not like Erika has given up or something, resigned herself to be trapped in this godforsaken WILDERNESS HELLSCAPE forever, because giving up isn’t something she does if she has literally any choice left. But it is true that she’s been walking for a good few hours, and apparently not getting anywhere. Mostly what she’s been getting is tired. And annoyed. And covered in leaves and a little creeped out by those voices.

She shoves her fingers through her hair, grumbling under her breath as she looks around again, trying to pinpoint any possible landmarks that aren’t more fucking trees that all look the exact fucking same.

“Dammit… you’d think they’d put up a fence or something before someone dies out here. Hell, I’d bet people have died here ‘n they just haven’t done anything about it…”

And so on and so forth.

Scenario Three (Shade)

Maybe she should count herself lucky that it doesn’t really hurt.

That’s what Erika keeps telling herself, but… when it comes down to it she’s not one to count her blessings when she’s turning into… something. She’s not sure what yet; all she can make out so far is the network of dark grey veins weaving their way under her skin, bursting one by one to send blackness rising to the surface like a bruise. Or, more accurately, hundreds of bruises.

Besides, even if it doesn’t hurt it’s not comfortable - it’s a strange, sickening feeling, a sort of pressure that borders on the painful but never quite gets there, and the dry ache behind her eyes feels even worse, even if she can’t actually see the pinpoints of white light replacing her pupils.

She keeps herself standing flush against one of the walls making up the alleyway, staring down at her own arm with some mix of horror and fascination, and quietly considering whether to seek out some sort of help or just… wait it out.
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too good to pass up. also 3

[personal profile] fanghunt 2016-01-18 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
He's only changed into a manticore a little while earlier - and taken the time to clean himself up, of course - and despite having no idea how these new digitigrade legs, Klaus is determined to get back into town and help out the other arrivals. The wings and tail definitely help him stay balanced, but it's still more than a little awkward. What human naturally walks on their toes? Definitely not Klaus.

His new and improved senses, of course, make it that much easier to notice someone standing in a nearby alleyway. "Ah!" He calls out, extending a hand (paw?). "Would you happen to b--"

He stops dead in his tracks when he sees the marks spreading over her skin. What is that? "Aherm, uh, I guess you're new, too." His whiskers twitch awkwardly as he blatantly gawks at her.

What a gentleman.

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Australia | Hetalia

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[ SCENARIO ONE ]
A sunny-looking man dressed in dark green khaki marches straight out of the hospital front doors, trailed by a worried doctor. Chest puffed out, confident gleam in his eye, you wouldn't think that such a guy had just been dragged out of the sea covered in bites and scratches. If anything, he seems to wear those proofs of injury with pride and laughs off the doctor's attempts to coax him back inside.

"Mate, I'll be fine! It's gonna take more than a dip in the big blue t'keep me down!" the man laughs, slapping the other on the back with enough force to almost knock their glasses off. He gives them a cheerful wink and a thumbs up. "Thanks anyway. 'Preciate the touch-up!"

And without further ado he strolls right out into the streets of Vandare. It doesn't take long for him to be accosted by locals bearing their outrageous pamphlets.

"Woah, hey! One at a time, guys." Australia patiently takes one of each before backing away with a laugh, hands held up. "Okay, okay - that's enough. Seriously, give a man a bitta breathing space."

With the pamphlet wavers dispersed, he glances through the sheaves. As he looks through them, he whistles. "Fur-bearing trout, eh? Never heard of that one. Wonder how they taste. Axe hounds? Nice." He flips past that and then bursts into laughter. "Bunnyipyips? I think y'got one too many bunyips in that, mate! Ha-hah!"
[ SCENARIO THREE ] (koala 'bear' they are not real bears but who cares)
"Strewth, these changes don't mess around, do they?" Australia comments as he inspects the sharp, black claws which have grown out in place of his nails. The underside of his hand has toughened, forming a calloused pad which he can already tell will stand against the rough bark of trees. Nothing bleeds, not even the fluffy, grey ears which have replaced his original human ones. It had hurt like all hell, but once the growth had finished, the young nation had found more to be curious about than distressed about.

"I'll tell ya what's bloody brilliant though: two thumbs!" He turns to the nearest person by him and shows them off, grinning. "Bet you've never seen that before, 'ey?"
[ SCENARIO FOUR ]
Night, a full moon, three hunters and their prey facing off in a dead-end alley. If this weren't so serious, Australia would give them a ten out of ten for movie realism. Instead, he hangs a thumb in each pocket, adopting a slouch and a lazy smile as he watches them close in.

"Listen, mates, you obviously don't know what a koala is, so let me tell ya that y'really don't wanna make one angry," he says. Slick claws tap a casual beat against his trouser leg. "So whaddaya say we all go our separate ways and forget this ever happened?"

The leader spits out a reply and raises their rifle. Australia sighs and shakes his head. Whatever colour his eyes were, they're black now, and short, coarse fur begins to rise from his arms. His next words come as a deep rumble from his chest.

"All right. Don't say I didn't warn ya."
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[personal profile] nanaharu 2016-01-18 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Freshly discharged from the hospital and still indignant about being told to swim less, Haruka turns his head towards the noise. Ah, new people arriving-- and this one's not shaken at all.

This man sounds like the one he met visiting Australia... a very friendly man who helped take care of his friend while he lived there. Just far more excitable. Fortunately, Ryslig being what it is, he doesn't have to rely on his weak English to communicate with the new arrival. And this man's unlikely to be off-put by blue skin and hair made of purple-black leaves (some turning yellow) approaching.

"The seafood here isn't that exciting."

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Sakazaki Yuuya | Hatoful Boyfriend

[personal profile] secretbirden 2016-01-18 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
2. the woods - oh wings, where art thou

Yuuya isn't sure how long he's been lost in the woods. He's never been much of a country bird (even after weeks as a human, he can't bring himself to think of himself as such) and he's pondering yet again just what made him think plunging into dark, enchanted woods was a good idea. Admittedly, he wasn't expecting the path to shift when his back was turned.

"This would be a lot easier if I could still fly," he sighs, more to hear a voice than because he expects anyone to answer.

3. the change begins - careful what you wish for (harpy)

Considering the circumstances, Yuuya thinks he's made a decent adjustment to life. He's found a place to stay, roommates (like you!) that he can at least tolerate, and a job. He's even...mostly...accepted the loss of his birdie body.

It's on an ordinary morning when Yuuya wanders out of his bedroom. He ruffles his hair absently, blinking in surprised as it comes away in clumps. With his free hand, he reaches up to his head, fingers gingerly skimming over the feathery "hair" growing in.

Shock flashes over his face briefly, soon replaced by his usual smile. "Looks like it's started. What do you think? Would being a harpy suit me?"

0. wildcard

[You provide the scenario! I can do either prose or action-tag style.]
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"You could fly before?" Natasha asks. She knows the statement wasn't directed toward her, but she answers regardless. He's not the first person she's run into lost in these woods. She doubts he'll be the last.

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Koizumi Mahiru | Dangan Ronpa 2 | slides in super late

[personal profile] kirlian 2016-01-18 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Scen. 1]

No, really - it's okay. I've got plenty of these things, I don't need anymore, thanks.

[That's said with a polite - if tired - smile to the woman trying to hand off more of those useless pamphlets, of course. Koizumi's already got a good amount of them, and she really doesn't want to get stuck carrying all of this stuff...
And it was hard enough getting away from the original mob handing these things out!

Once she's finally alone and away from the locals, though, she can be seen... well. Dumping the pamphlets into a garbage can. As sneakily as possible, of course.
Because really? Turning into a monster? No damn way, sorry. She's not that superstitious.]


[Koizumi Special]

[Well. This new place she found herself in apparently isn't that technologically forward... as nice as it was to be given a camera, it's...
Not the greatest. Very, very, very far from that, actually. So Koizumi's set off to find something better, and that's currently where she can be found - scoping out what she can find in whatever store she can find, comparing what selection they have to what she's currently got.]


Really? Everything here is so... old.

[On one hand, seeing things like original Leica brand cameras up close and personal is extremely awesome; but on the other hand, there is no way she can take even remotely okay photos with something like that. They're mixed together with "newer" cameras, of course - new in the Polaroid, "leaves chemicals all over your hands" sense, anyway.]

... Jeez. I'll have to develop all my film by myself, too...

[She sounds annoyed. And a little exhausted at the thought of it all.]
hopefragment: *presents panties* (shadenata)

KOIZUMI SPECIAL

[personal profile] hopefragment 2016-01-18 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Hopefully it's close to nightfall, because otherwise Hajime will be a crispy roasted shade. As it is, his most distinctive features are obscured in a deep shadow. Hopefully Mahiru's not too frightened by him looming up out of the shadows near her, red eyes blinking in some curiosity.]

Oh, Koizumi... You're looking for a camera?

[Of course she is, dumbass. She's the SHSL Photographer looking at cameras, what else could she be doing??]

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Klaus Von Reinherz | Kekkai Sensen | OTA + style match

[personal profile] fanghunt 2016-01-18 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
i. Rise and shine

[ He' s sitting in the hospital lobby, squinting at the pamphlets in his hands from under his low-cut bangs and clearly having a hard time reading them. Where did his glasses even fall off? In the river?

Regardless, Klaus is thoroughly confused. He's managed to piece together that there are nonhumans here, though nowhere near the sort he's familiar with - these entities seem to be much more patched together, as though someone just stitched animal parts onto human bodies. Perhaps that makes sense, though, if these beings were previously human.

Well, he'll figure this out later. First things first.

He stands up and approaches the first one - human or otherwise - that catches his eye and taps them on the shoulder. ]


Excuse me, do you know where I might find a phone?

ii. In the rough

[ The word of missing persons cases had caught his attention right away - he may still be human, but Klaus is stronger than most as he is, and he fully intends to help in the best way he can. Unfortunately, going into the woods alone may have been the opposite of the best way. ]

Hello? I just want to help!

[ His shouts echo strangely through the trees as he tries to get the attention of whoever it is that's running around here. He knows there has to be someone; he can hear their laughing.

He's so preoccupied with this, however, that he doesn't even notice there's someone behind him until he's bumped into that someone. ]


iii. The emperor's new tusks

[ It took a little help and a good deal of legwork, but Klaus is finally getting a little more settled in. Granted, he's not used to living in an apartment of this size, but it's better than being out on the streets, and his green thumb has helped him into a relatively steady income.

He knows the changes are coming, and he knows there's not much he can do about them, but he certainly doesn't expect them to manifest in a coffee shop, of all places.

It starts out subtle, though. ]


Hmm.

[ He frowns at the cup in his hand, takes another sip, and sets it down on the bar. ]

How odd. [ Klaus turns to the one sitting at the next table over. ] Are they using a new blend here?
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[personal profile] feelsgoodinyou 2016-01-19 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Wh- [The Spirit of the Ring literally hisses in response, giving the taller man a glare that speaks volumes of murder.]

Watch it, you big good for nothing!
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polnareff | jojo's bizarre adventures

[personal profile] connard 2016-01-18 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
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[ Walking down the middle of the street is a strange sight. Amongst the skinny city dwellers (who would apparently ogle at him to begin with) walks a tall man with the biggest hairdo you've probably ever seen. If his height isn't intimidating, maybe it's the fact that he's buff. His muscles have muscles on their muscles. One punch might knock you out into next week, if you're not careful.

He doesn't seem too harmful now, though. Polnareff walks, his face buried deep in a brochure that explains the 'changes'. This place actually believed that they would turn into monsters! Actual, living monsters. With eight arms and a million eyes, or whatever. He found his hard to believe.

Every so often he pulls over to the side, scratching his head, trying to grab help from the people who look over him with wide eyes. They redirect him to somewhere else, or tell him that there's no shelter for them to offer. Which...isn't exactly what he wants to know, but okay. Noted!

Polnareff reaches a couple walking nearby, taking note of how they looked at him like he was going to rip the hair out of their scalps. ]
Excuse me, it says here that-

[ They mutter something under their breath- again with this no vacancy thing. Seriously. He had better luck camping out in the desert than what he had now. With an irritated grumble, Polnareff crumples the brochure in his hand and raises his fist in the air, shouting after the couple who are steadily making their retreat. ] Hey, what is with you!? I just need to use your phone!

[ Mr. Joseph was going to have his ass, seriously. He goes roaming around, nods off, and this happens. They literally did not have the time for this kind of shit.

He looks to the closest person, and points to the now crumpled piece of paper. ]
What's with these people? I'm not gonna rip their heads off! What do I have to do to use a phone?
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constartist: (SMACK)

zooms up on this

[personal profile] constartist 2016-01-18 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't rule out the possibility if I were you. I'm afraid that you simply never know around here.

[ Shit's been rough on this shitty lion-manchild, Pol, and he's gotta cope somehow. Looks like ragging on newbies is gonna be how he does it.

And just to top it off, Joseph's gonna lean one clothed, furry arm on this guy's shoulder and grin a sharp and particularly toothy grin. His ear flickers with interest as he looks at the indicated trash, half-formed tail twitching. He juts his chin out to it.
]

So, which fabulous piece of reading material did you chance on?

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