JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

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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.

Comments

[curtaincalled]

[However acted the response was, it still made Fiona look unusually sad.]

Oh, I...see.

[She had...issues related to not being able to recall her own name previously.]

What would you like to be called, then?

[undyingzeal]

[What would she like to be called? Certainly she could come up with a name, but it feels almost presumptuous to do so. Ideally, she would want her Father to grant her a name, but He doesn't communicate His will directly to her and she's been wrenched away from the only person who can act as any sort of conduit.

What would she like to be called, indeed....]

What a strange question. Don't names have more meaning when they're given to us? How do you decide what meaning to give yourself?

[For someone whose name from birth was "four" and who became part of a close-knit family consisting of "one," "two," "six," and "what's-her-face," it's definitely a difficult answer to find.]

[curtaincalled]

[The question shook Fiona out of her sadness, though her expression just turned perplexed again.]

Ah, well--yes, that's true.

[Good job, Fiona.]

My first name I...don't remember being given, though I suppose someone must have. I remembered it myself.

[She taps her chin a few times.]

Others gave me my second name because of the first word I said when I woke up.

[Because passwords to an alien apocalypse clearly made a good naming scheme!]

[undyingzeal]

I think the first thing I said here was "Where is this?" so that's not very helpful. Was yours something better?

[This girl seems very kind but not, to be honest, very sharp. Whether or not people like that are useful really depends on what sort of use they're willing to let you make of them. It's worth it to her to at least see where this conversation might go, at least. What a shame that she has to approach life that way, but what else can she do when she's entirely on her own?]

[curtaincalled]

The first thing I said when I...reawoke was Fiona. It's...well, it was the word to unlock something...unpleasant. It's all gone now, and far away from here anyway.

[There were no songs in her head anymore; the variable trills of Zoids, the voice of Zeke, the distant rumble of the ancestral Zoid Eve undercutting them all. Looking at the wide sky was...frightening now, knowing without a doubt that she was really the only one of her kind left.

So instead Fiona sought out what comforts she could recognize, however small they were. Talking helped. So she kept doing that.]

But the name I remembered for myself belongs to the past. I try to look ahead whenever I can; there are much nicer memories in the future, don't you think?

[Heart on her sleeve? Heart on her sleeve.]

[undyingzeal]

Of course! Once I figure out how to escape this place, I have a lot to look forward to in the future! What is it that you're hoping for?

[It's really the most important question to ask anyone. It tells you all you need to know about someone. Well, there's another way to ask it, of course, but she's keeping a low profile at the moment.]

[curtaincalled]

[Fiona brightens, as if she wasn't smiling radiantly already.]

I'd like to see the world grow again, like the desert after it rains. Where no one has to suffer in pointless conflicts, and children don't have to relearn how to laugh or smile.

[undyingzeal]

[How sweet. They'd all wanted that once until they realized that such a thing was impossible. He was probably even arrogant enough to think his will could create such a place, but after a thousand years, the new world was still as full of conflict and suffering as the old. But perhaps...]

I want to see a world without suffering and conflict as well! Well, my world, of course. I don't care what happens to this one as long as it stays intact long enough for us all to get back to where we belong.

[A world can't have suffering or conflict if everything in it is dead.]

[curtaincalled]

[A surprised expression flickered onto Fiona's face again.]

Everywhere is someone's home. This place isn't any different.

[She'd had a chance to scour her home planet clean of conflicts before--by giving serious consideration flipping the killswitch on an entire species.

That hadn't worked out terribly well. Surely there were other ways.]

[undyingzeal]

What they do with it is their own business. Who are we to interfere?

[Even though the words themselves are pleasant enough, it's like they're stretched thin and that whatever they're covering is straining to break free. Arba's face remains pleasant as well, but her hand is starting clench again, the napkin crumbling in her grasp.]