TEST DRIVE : MAY 2016 EDITIOIN

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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 MAY 20ST 12:01AM EST.
• There is an Enable Me / App this Plz to see what some people are offering or would love to play.
• 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, and already SOME 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."

Then there's the people who aren't happy to see you at all. Glares and silent, judging stares if you're lucky. Torches and pitchforks attempting to drive you out of the town if you're not. You may need a friend to help you.

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

[redoublement]

[ Laurent went, his hands sliding for the pins holding the other's chiton closed, tugging them free so that he could bare the other's chest, and inspect the damage he had done to his stitches for himself. ]

No, not to my understanding. [ He murmured softly, his fingers grazing over the skin nearest the wound, without touching it directly, worry knitting his brow. ] I woke up in the sea, with scratches and bruises. My last memories in Ios- trying to keep you resting.

[redoublement]

You cannot hope to be with me every hour of every day. There was no predicting this. They came from nowhere, badgering me once I made to leave the library. [ He huffed out a breath of annoyance. It had escalated, from there.

He continued to stroke his fingers softly over the other's scales, a soothing motion for them both. It gave Laurent something else to focus on, other than the ache in his wing as Damen bandaged the wounds. There were small pieces of buckshot still embedded in amongst his feathers, but these would have to be removed somewhere more sterile. ]

Should I worry about the fact you can taste my scents? That you know the smell and flavour of my blood? [ He teased, drawing a soft circle over a particularly enticing pattern on the other's scales. ]

[goldcuffed]

[Despite their situation, he feels almost delirious with happiness at the ease with which Laurent touches him, deftly unpins his chiton to bare his chest. New, casually expressed love. This will never grow old. He acquiesces to the attention; he had pulled at the injury with his movements, and the wound is red and irritated, but the fresh blood is only a trickle. The seawater was probably worse for it. Paschal might warn of infection.] How is that possible? The last I recall... the slave baths. You held my hand, and the bells rang outside.

Yet I woke on the beach here, with scratches and bruising I don't remember getting.

[goldcuffed]

[The look on Damen's face says that he knows Laurent is right, but he isn't happy about it. If he had his way, he would spend every hour of the day with him, but they can't. They aren't kings here. Both of them need to work, for coin, to keep a roof over their heads and to buy necessities. You never realize what sort of work goes into providing for yourself until you actually have to do it.] "Badgering". I am not certain that is a strong enough word. They shot you. [He mutters it darkly.

His wing will need more attention, but Damen is no physician - he doesn't want to make things worse. This will at least stop or slow the bleeding and true to his word, he'll bring Laurent to a real doctor. He ties off another bandage, the feeling of fingers tracing his scales only mildly distracting.]

I wish I didn't know the smell of your blood. [He ducks his head, presses a kiss to the side of his mouth.] But your taste, your smell. Those I know well.

[redoublement]

I remember similarly, and I was not bleeding out upon the floor. We were seeing to your wounds, and then nothing. No memories of travel, of trickery. Just us, and now here.

[ Satisfied that the other had not done an over-large amount of damage, Laurent moved to fix the other's chiton back in it's proper place, his lips pursed. ]

[replicatedform]

It's Yamanbagiri.

[As if it'd help, when it's one of the nicknames some of their comrades like to use for him. At Hotarumaru's question, those bumps on his head twitches a little. He just gives a nod.]

Yes, I'm aware. That's because... my ears are underneath it.

[redoublement]

They did, and now all of them are dead for their insolence. [ With the adrenaline seeping from his system, Laurent found that now he was left feeling only exhausted. He did not show it, for Damen's sake- keeping himself carefully controlled as the other continued to work at his wing. ]

Are you going to simply wrap the whole thing? We should leave. I can manage with this, at least until we are able to find more suitable help.

[ He turned his head, pressing his lips delicately against Damen's own, before drawing to attempt to stand, getting his taloned feet underneath himself, his good wing tucking automatically to his back. One of his hands pressed against the coil of the other's body, a gentle urging for the other to move some of his shielding bulk from Laurent's way, so that he could start to walk. ]

[lampyris]

[ Hotarumaru, as expected, happily ignores the correction, choosing rather to stand up on tiptoes and tug at Yamanbagiri's hood instead. ]

Ears. Kogitsunemaru-san is stylish for sure, but I didn't think you'd be the type to imitate him, Manba.

[goldcuffed]

[He doesn't ask how such a thing is possible. It's still too much like waking up in Vere, knowing he had been drugged for an entire ship voyage before. After Laurent pins his chiton back in place, he reaches up to lay his hand over one of Laurent's, breathing out slowly. He aches, and he's tired. The feeling is only now starting to catch up to him.]

When I woke without you on the sand, I feared the worst. [He admits quietly, leaning down to tuck his forehead against Laurent's soft blond hair.] That this was some new plot. Maybe it still is.

[goldcuffed]

They are lucky to be dead. [If he hadn't been worried for Laurent's safety, he might have done more damage to the hunters. The comment about his wing makes his lips press together in a thin line. The last bandage is tied off, the worst of the wounds wrapped.] I'm done.

[He returns that kiss, just a soft press of mouths, not reacting as Laurent presses hands against his coils. He doesn't move, except to scoop Laurent up into his arms with his injured wing out, so as not to press against Damen's bare chest. He seems so light, impossibly so.] Let me take you. You shouldn't be walking like this, I don't know how much blood you've lost. [Besides, it would be faster. Damen is uninjured, and steady on his tail.]

[copy_ability]

Poyo...

[Kirby watches the strange, furry person get down to his level and he clutches the person a little tighter, blood splattering on his small, pink smock he was wearing. Kirby wasn't sure about the 'mommy' he was talking about, but if he meant his dinner, then he knew he had to be careful.

Kirby's eyes watch the stone being lifted up and then he watches it bounce away.

... Oh! He knows this game! He played it with his Robot Pet back on Popstar.]

Uuuu!

[That's what this guy wanted, right? A dog? This guy looked like a dog-person. Maybe he wanted a friend? Maybe that's why he was throwing things! There was a dog nearby! Kirby looks around left and right for a sign of anything else with fur and then he frowns]

Poyo?

[Wait, where was the dog? There's only him and his meal! And his meal can't go chase things. He's confused...]

[copy_ability]

Poyo?

[His mom? Kirby tilts his head in confusion. His mom? He didn't know he had one. He knows Fumu and Bun have a mother, so he knows what one is, but he's not sure if he has one. He woke up alone in his starship.]

Uhh... poyo...

[He points to the sky. That's where he came from, so close enough, right?]

[replicatedform]

[Shaking his head, Yamanbagiri take a step backward when Hotarumaru hugs at his hood. Is it enough to pull it free from the oodachi's grasp?]

I'm not imitating him. [Sure, he wants to be different from the other Yamanbagiri. But that doesn't mean he's that eager to copy another sword's style.] I'm forced to have them.

[He glances at the pamphlets.] Did you finish reading them?

[nameditforhim]

Not to put too fine a point on it, but if you're playing with me, I don't care what you are. You can bet I'll make you pay for it.

[nameditforhim]

Still mine.

[ Howard can be an odd duck, he really can be, but he doesn't run away from much. Not something like this, anyway. Whatever he deserves, he'll take. And he has a feeling, mostly from knowing himself, that there'll be plenty to take. ]

[nameditforhim]

I'd love to sometime, when we're not lost in a forest. Or rather, when I'm not lost in a forest. I'm assuming you know your way around. You seemed a little more calm about being here than I was.

[lampyris]

Fooorced? Did Master tell you to have ears?

[ It's a joke. But thankfully, Hotarumaru can take a hint. He's fine with letting Yamanbagiri go if he doesn't want to show off, though he might pout a bit about it. He brings the pamphlet up to cover his expression. ]

Yup, I read this one and another one too. Looks like some strange things are happening.

[digiorno]

A don can do whatever he wants, as long as he takes care of his people.

[And his people take care of him. At least some of them do; he knows not all of them will, or should, because his job is to lead, not to be led. But that is why there is a consigliere, isn't there? A consigliere and some other people, but mostly . . .]

[And that reminds him, all of a sudden, and his latent fussiness awakens suddenly, and he turns to Polnareff with a look of great and intent seriousness.]

Polnareff!

[Polnareff.]

Are you hungry? Have you had anything to drink? You're not allowed to get dehydrated, let me get you something.

[replicatedform]

Why would Master want me to have ears like this?

[And sometimes, Yamanbagiri isn't sure if he can detect a joke or not. After adjusting his hood a little, he lower his hands, which have something like claws poking out from his fingertips, through the little holes on his gloves.]

They don't explained everything, but they're true. The part about us transforming into something else.

[lampyris]

Aww, I'm joking, you know? Will you show me?

[ If making an attempt himself isn't going to work, maybe asking sincerely will. Hotarumaru waves the pamphlet he'd been reading. ]

I don't really want to turn into something like this, though.

[rosetotheoccasion]

[Honestly she's looking more curious than hurt or upset now, so Subaki's doing something right at the moment.]

Yeah, but I'll still be different, won't I? I've seen people walking around the city with a lot of fur and tails and ears and stuff...

[She thought they were just faunus at first, so it didn't really bother her. But now knowing the truth... now it's making her a bit uneasy.]

[hashtaghaunted]

You say that like you're not already. After all you did to save our butts back at the lodge? So maybe it's fitting.

[There's no joking tone in her voice right now. She'll absolutely praise the hell out of Sam for what she did up on that mountain.]

Oh, but now that I think about it? I ran into this minotaur guy when I first woke up, he runs a tailor shop in Vandare, and he works on stuff for monsters. You could probably talk to him about finding some shirts that won't get messed up because of that bush.

[aslyfox]

Yes. I do believe we will make it back to our home, eventually. Not everything has been easy, but we have survived thus far. All of us.

[ As painful as it's been for Kogitsunemaru, seeing Hotarumaru did fill him with some determination to continue to do the Right Thing. Especially if it meant seeing the powerful oodachi often. ]

... and I would do my best to protect you. As the eldest remaining one, of course.

[ A smile, as he stands up and reaches out with padded fingers and clawed tips, intending to give Hotarumaru a pat on the head. ]

[prettyprettygood]

Yeah, that would be an idea if these people knew...anything about actual food.

[it's an idea. oh my god is larry going to open up the seinfeld diner if he actually gets apped]

What? Why would you - why would I ever give you royalties? You're just a model! Which, if anything, might be the opposite of a....food...industry person.

finn // star wars the force awakeneth

[realitybled]

one

[ instead of staring down a villain, lightsaber in hand -- Finn is, well. He doesn't know where he is, or where Rey had gone. That in itself is a cause for worry. He'd just found her again and now... now it looked like he was the one that had been taken somewhere else. But he doesn't recall the details. How he'd gotten here.

There were no gaps in his memories, otherwise -- no large blank spaces before now, the last few days were still fresh in his mind so he had not been taken back and reconditioned. He was still Finn.

First and foremost, he doesn't believe that this is the work of the First Order anyways, not when instead of legions of Stormtroopers, the people he meets are helpful and kind -- or they're trying to be in their own way, even if they won't answer his questions. ]

Look, I appreciate your help but I need to know if you've seen someone. A girl -- [ he describes her, but still nothing. ]

Alright, what about a Wookie? Surely you'd remember if you saw one of those. You know what a wookie is, right?

two

[ okay, this isn't creepy at all. It's not frustrating at all, either! But no. Mostly... not creepy. Except that's a lie, it's very creepy and frustrating. Lost in an unfamiliar place, in the woods and Finn isn't alone. He's heard someone but has yet to see them. ]

No, you've passed that tree before... damn it!

[ from his left, there's that giggling again. ]

Yeah, that's real funny. I'm lost. Ha ha, great.

[ you'll forgive him for not finding the humor in any of all this. Now there are footsteps approaching. He tenses, waiting. Luke's lightsaber isn't with him but does he wish it was, all of a sudden. He could try to run or hide, but what's the point if they already know he's here? ]

Who's there?

wildcard!

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