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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.

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[Yeul's ears twitched at the faint sound of rustling turning her attention away from her destination. Bright cat like green eyes search the forest as she steps forward looking for the soft, unfamiliar sound. Yeul has never heard of the phrase: curiosity killed the cat.

She stops when she see's the large unimpressive web. It's far to big for a spider of this forest so she looks around to see it's maker.

Her Claws lightly pull on her brown cloak as if the chill suddenly became too much.]

[ Gilgamesh had been occupying himself spreading this web out further. It was almost comforting, in a hoarding-instinct way, to have a large domain -- a large claim to his own, even if in retrospect he was bothered himself by its messy construction. He stops when he notices the movement through the leaves, the girl looking his way. ]

Oh ... ?

[ His voice rises above the miscellany of the other forest noises, and it quickly becomes apparent who made the web before her. Gilgamesh scuttles (not steps) from behind a close grouping of trees he'd been using as one of the posts for his web, easily towering over this girl with the height from his arachnid legs. After a quick look over her he can quickly surmise: ]

You're not one of the villagers.

[ But there's still a hunger in how, a predatory sort of want. ]

[Yeul continues to watch him as he moves closer. She doesn’t find his shape and size intimidating despite how small she is in comparison. When she opens her mouth two sharp canines reveal themselves.]

I am not.

[Her voice is soft and yet able to more and pierce through the air to be heard. As he skitters forward a primal instinct presses at Yeul’s senses: flight or fight. She hides it well, having practice controlling her expressions but her claws twitch as if ready to move.]

We are not the only monsters in these woods.

[ He's hungry. Though he tries to remain composed and in control, as a king should, it's a sensation that claws the inside of his stomach and the fixed, predatory look doesn't fade even as her sharp canines are revealed. His own sharp fangs bare when he smiles, the expression amused but too sharp, especially in combination with the look he's giving her. ]

I have realized as much.

[ He draws closer still, the scuttle of his legs a little uneven across the ground, the amount of limbs still something he has yet to be accustomed to. ]

Yet you are the one who has crossed my path.

[Yeul feels the same hunger however years of her own curse has also taught her restraint. She doesn't want to assume that others are willing or wanting to do the same. She doesn't know this man. She doesn't know what his intentions are and she isn't about to let him catch her. That is if she can help it.

She takes a small step back, her features still displaying a quiet composure that isn't easily broken.]

I heard you building your web.

[Her voice is soft and steady as she faces the stranger.]

You need practice.

[Yeul's eye contact never wavers and each word is spoken as a statement as if she knows that everything she says is undeniable fact.]

[ The comments have him twisting his lips in displeasure. He can admire how this girl isn't faltering before him, how she isn't backing down despite how his intent may be becoming obvious at this point -- but at the same time he doesn't appreciate being told what to do. He moves forward when she steps back, still wanting keep that close distance between them and maintain the image of a threat. ]

I am unused to this form.

[ That much is obvious, and that much he admits to. He won't delude himself about his experience with this body. This entire style ... of hiding, lying in wait for others to fall into his traps, is one he dislikes. He prefers more of a front on confrontation. ]

But that hardly matters.

[ His voice is filled with confidence and with a sudden move forward he bends, trying to reach down and cup her face with clawed fingertips. ]

Edited 2016-01-15 02:06 (UTC)

[Yeul doesn't move, she refuses to show weakness in the face of the arachnid man before her. Her eyes stare without emotion as he moves forward, her claws extending while her thin frame gets ready to move. If he is new then he doesn't know what she can do and she'll keep that advantage to find the best moment to slip away. Though she still doesn't know if he poses a threat to her.]

Why is that?

[She watches as his finger reach forward quickly to grab her chin. He's much taller than her and their difference in height is more noticeably with him standing so close. Her eyes narrow slightly, emerald reflective green shimmering darkly up at him.]

Release me.

I know this form well enough at this point you should pose no threat.

[ It's an assumption, really, the sort Gilgamesh makes often. He himself isn't used to his lack of power -- in his home he was overwhelmingly one of the strongest beings alive, but here he was reduced to the level of one of the more common monsters. And an inexperienced one, at that. He doesn't listen to her request, instead trying to force her head to the side, bare the pale neck that seems so appealing right now with his hunger still prominent in his mind. ]

[Yeul feels his claw move her head and instead of fighting him she moves. At the same time her own claw's rise, sharp nails slash at his wrist enough to free herself from his grip.

Her feet then push off from the ground increasing the distance between them by several yards. She isn't a full Manticore and doesn't have her stinger or wings yet but she's quick and her claws are very sharp. She crouches down like the feline she resembles, the hair on the back of her neck and arms rising.]

You don't know me or the monsters you'll face here.

[Her voice remains steady though her heart begins to race as instinct takes hold.]

[ It's retaliation that before, in his home world, would have certainly earned a sword thrown her way. Gilgamesh finds himself missing his Gate of Babylon and the strength of a Servant as she breaks free, a target that would have been much easier then. He hisses in irritation, his wrist drawn back with those sharp red lines on it now from her claws.

One thing that is nice for this form is deceptively how fast he can be, despite the size of it. She crouches but he charges forward, the full weight of him looking to run her down and try to pin her under one of his spiny legs. ]

[Yeul is fast but she isn't able to fight off the force of him running her over or the sudden speed of his assault. She tries to move out of the way though her foot is caught on something hard and her back goes crashing against the ground. The breath is knocked from her body as she claws against the ground to get away from him.

She turns as he bares down on top of her and slashes out at him frantically trying to pull herself away from him.]

[ Though he's moving with a great degree of force there's a lack of finesse that comes along with his lack of practice in this body, in general, betrayed on how he overshoots his path to her somewhat and has to stop his momentum and regain his footing. His legs race to readjust so she does have a moment to claw away, but he's just as quick to reach one of his legs forward and try to pin her to the ground by her clothing. ]

Edited 2016-01-18 02:09 (UTC)

[Yeul grunts now looking up at her eight legged attacker. Her bright green eyes glare at him while her claws scratch frantically at his legs. His legs are able to hook her clothing and she struggles to tear herself away from his grasp.

A slight growl echoes from her chest as her instincts take control.]

If you stayed still -- this would be a much easier process.

[ With his original abilities Gilgamesh might have taunted her, maybe complimented her on her will to fight. But he's only feeling frustration with how alien this body feels as strong as it may be. He stalks forward even with the claws against his legs, trying to make more and more points of contact between their tips and her to thoroughly pin her down. ]

[Yeul’s torso is pinned and quickly her claws follow, with those no longer of any use she kicks up with her heels trying to knock him away or at least stun him so she might be able to run. She doesn’t know a single person who’d lie still while being attacked.

She wants to survive.]

No!

[She glares at him, her thin frame continuing to wiggle against his hold.]

[ His smile splits wide and pleased at his victory. He is unsettled by her kicking, his legs splaying out wider to maintain his balance as she kicks, but he's able to find his balance and stay here. the problems with this position is how he's meant to eat from her with her so far away. he leans down, more precariously placed, trying to tangle his fingers in her hair. ]

[He can’t seem to pin down Yeul’s legs which is currently her the only saving grace to their position. She kicks out hard feeling her heartbeat frantically drum when he doesn’t budge or move away.

Yeul’s hair is dark and very long. His fingers easily lace between the silky tresses and any tug would cause the seeress to cry out in pain.]

[ This body is ungainly for him but it's sturdy, hefty enough that he's still able to maintain his balance well enough now that he's got a good foothold on her. He's not at all gentle in his grip, but it's not tugging harder than necessary to try to force her head up from the ground. He backs up himself, and with the movement tries to make her lean her entire torso up. There's no way he's reaching her neck with her on the ground. ]

[A soft struggled whine vibrates from Yeul’s chest as he slowly lifts her head from the ground. Her feet continue to kick but she slowly begins to lose purchase. Her claws desperately reach out for any part of him that she might reach as he lifts her torso from the cold earth.]

S-stop.

[She struggles to speak and while she’s facing her death there is no fear in her eyes only the calm determination to get away. She already knows what it’s like to die.]

As I said -- this would be easier if you simply allowed it.

[ But again, he doesn't seem entirely displeased with her calm determination, her lack of fear. In the face of danger it is an admirable trait, to not lose one's composure. But that's not about to make him merciful with her, not with the hunger still so present in his mind. She scratches him, claws catching on his clothing, but that's a minor deterrent at this point and he tries to force her head back so her neck is bared. ]

[Yeul cries out as he pulls her head displaying the soft pale flesh of her neck. Her feet continue to kick and her claws continue to encourage him to drop her.]

I don’t want to die again.

[She already knows what it feels like when your heart stops beating.]

That's terribly unfortunate -- neither do I.

[ After his experience at home ... dying of starvation in some backwards village was not at all how he wanted to go out, after perishing so soon ago. His sharp, long teeth show themselves -- and her struggling is making this difficult, forcing him to take a tighter grip in her hair as his weight cants forward with her movement. But still he tries to keep her head at the angle it is and lean forward, sink his fangs into the arch of her neck. ]

Edited 2016-01-23 03:47 (UTC)

[Yeul continues to struggle until she feels the hot pain in her neck from his bite. Heat flares from the wound and reaches down her limbs making her struggles weaker and weaker until the stop.

Her breathing is heavy and her eyes are lidded as the searing sensation pulls her focus away from fighting back.]

S-stop.

[Her voice was weak now and she couldn't do more than weakly beg him.]

[ This is much more up close and personal than he's used to killing people. Being able to feel her struggles, to feel the pulse of her beneath his mouth, adds quite a different flare -- and he stays in the bite long enough to assure he's fed before he pulls back, lets go of her hair and wipes his mouth. ]

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