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

[constartist]

[ That dawning fear and shock has him pretty satisfied at first. Messing with the newbies had been something that he'd held off on, in favour of more helpful interactions, but it relieves an enormous amount of pressure now. He has to hold back in laughing as he sees him scramble to comprehend the thing hanging off of his shoulder - but then, he has to go and ruin it.

The scales are quickly tipped as he steals his grin completely, and launches into child-like curiosity. And - of course. The paws. Why, oh why, is it always the paws that the weirdos go for. A tongue of fire courses him, and his temper shows in the temporary snarl pulling his lips back over his sharp teeth. His ears pin back under his mane as he regards him, sharp-eyed and lowly rumbling.

But no, no, cool your head. Things are tense enough around here. Joseph takes a breath through his nose, turns the sneer into a condescending sort of smile, and chuckles lowly. ]

Did Mother neglect to properly teach us how to mind our manners? [ hisses the etiquetteless orphan child as he pointedly pulls his paw out of Polnareff's grabbing fingers. ]

And what about you? Did you get lost on your way home? [ The grin's back, and as smug as ever. He doesn't budge from his perch on Polnareff's shoulder - instead, he wisely rests the other paw in the crook of his elbow as he gets his second wind back, crossing one digitigrade leg before the other with a cold click of his claws against the pavement. ] Shouldn't you be with all of your brothers, holding up a temple in Greece somewhere?

[ Making eyes at that disaster of a flat-top on Polnareff's head, naturally. ]

[connard]

[ Polnareff is completely oblivious to the fact that his fascination seems to irritate Joseph. Instead he just smiles, continuously trying to reach out and touch his little kitty paws. Forget the fact that he had razor sharp claws. Or a scorpion tail with actual venom. Or, what, three rows of teetn.

When the kitty paws are pulled away, he's legitimately disappointed, and he's not afraid to show it. So he goes to look up to the monster guy ahead of him and try to carry out some conversation (because seriously, Mr. Joestar is going to kill him if he doesn't get back soon), when his mother is brought up. Yeah, his mom might have died when he was really young, but it's still a touchy subject. ]

Leave my mother out of this, you punk! [ Polnareff bares his teeth, pointing a finger to the younger man. ] What would you say if I said something about your mother?

[ Now from this part...he falls a little quiet. In reality, he did get lost. But as for the brother and Greece part, he was completely lost. The fact that Joseph had dissed his hair had gone right by him. ] What are you talking about? Look kid, are you going to help me out or not?

[constartist]

Well, I rather doubt that she would care terribly, so why should I?

[ Not really. He's not prideless enough to let an insult like that go unchecked, but he'll keep his head if it'll draw more out of this weirdo.

The toothy snarl the man takes, though, bothers him for reasons that he can't precisely finger. Something about it tightens his chest, inspires a fiery tongue of anger in him. His body tenses unconsciously, and his rounded ears fall flat and firm against his head. His ears catch a low, nearly inaudible rumble - if not for he way it racks his chest, he wouldn't have been able to place it to himself. As the sight wears at his temper, he feels it start to twist his expression into something hard and angry.

The anger isn't his own, and he knows it, but it's been taking him longer and longer to realize. He takes a breath to try and soothe himself, and smiles an open grin, lips peeling back to reveal a mouth full of sharp and tightly interlocked teeth. Feline, short, and flanked by long canines. He shrugs off of the man's shoulder once he's certain that he's gotten a nice look, satisfied and asserted. ] You know, it's remarkably rare to meet someone who really is as dumb as they look. Somehow, I can't say that I'm surprised that you are.

[ Not that he's going to spell out that he just cut that ridiculous hair right off of your head and set it on fire. Though Joseph likes to think of himself as a more helpful monster, he'd been present for the conversation, and he knows already that he can't help Polnareff. Nobody can. So, he's left to shrug haplessly, paw pads up. ] I'm afraid that there's not much anyone can do for you. You're stuck, and there's no real way to get word out about it.