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TEST DRIVE : MAY 2016 EDITIOIN

- 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.
Jimmy Two-Shoes | Jimmy Two-Shoes
[...you know, it's weird. One minute, he's playing fetch with his one-eyed cerberus dog in his front yard, and the next he's suddenly waking up in some...super weird place. Everything looks so different, so dark...but what ends up shocking Jimmy the most probably is the most backwards reaction anyone could have to a place like this.
Monsters? Fine. Cool actually, because maybe he just got turned around and outside of Miseryville somehow? Like....waaaay outside of it? Because monsters he's absolutely chill with, even if the monsters in these pamphlets aren't all like the ones he's familiar with.
No. It's other humans that is throwing Jimmy for a loop, because he's...never, ever seen another person like him before that wasn't Heloise, and her human status is debatable at best. So you might have a rather tall, lanky kid coming up to you with a gap-toothed grin plastered on his face, though it's a little tentative for once in his non-life.]
'Scuse me, uh...you wouldn't happen t'be a "human" by any chance, would you? Or...maybe you're a monster too? Or...is anyone here a uh...yaknow. Shortish, or red with horns n'stuff?
[Good gracious lord someone help this child.]
[Scenario Three: Faerie]
[So this place Jimmy's actually pretty down with. It's not too different from home, and the monsters are just as diverse. More so, even. He's had a lot of fun exploring the place and getting to know some of these new monsters, some of whom were once "human" themselves! So that's even cooler.
...at least until it's his turn to change. Because when you're suddenly growing a hard carapace and huge insect wings out of nowhere, you start to get just a little concerned.
Interestingly enough, though, Jimmy's lankiness seems to fit the physique of a soon-to-be bug person quite well. And once the pain of the transformation has passed, he's actually free to turn and gawk at the new wings laying against his back. His arms are covered in a hard outer shell as well, along with sharp, translucent claws having replaced his nails.
Just as he has half a mind to start saying something about his new additions, he trembles and his knees suddenly buckle before he hits the ground, his wings twitching but otherwise being zero help at all to him thus far. All that comes from him then is a muffled utterance from where his face is still mashed into the ground:]
Ouch...
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Not really what people would call "shortish". After getting her Minotaur legs, Mahiru's actually only grown in height - just a few inches, sure, but there's a world of difference between 5'5" and 5'7". For her, anyway.
But she's listening! Cause unlike most of the guys she's met, this kid seems like... Well.
A kid.
And when she talks, her dainty voice absolutely does not fit her bulky, Minotaur looks -]
You mean... like a demon? There's a lot of those around, you know...
Or maybe a goblin? But those don't get horns, I think. Hmm.
Are you asking because you're lost? I Wouldn't mind helping you look for them.
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[Jimmy tilts his head a little, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck. That doesn't seem like a very nice thing to call people...but if there's a lot of them around, then maybe he really did just get turned around from home somehow. It wouldn't be the first time he got caught up in some weird Miseryville custom he didn't know about.]
That'd be super though, actually! Y'see, I was just hanging out playing with Cerbee, so I don't really remember going to sleep or anything. And then, all of a sudden, bam! I'm waking up somewhere weird cause I was in the ocean or something? Which...is weird, cause it doesn't look anything like home...
[He glances back over his shoulder at the docks as he talks. Mahiru might notice that he hasn't even flinched at her appearance.]
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Fifteen? Fourteen?
He definitely sounds too young to be completely unafraid of the way she looks. She's got a set of tusks, for crying out loud!
And hearing his story... he's brand new. Completely new. "Might not even know about the monster thing" new.
Her tail's twitching idly, in thought. How... does she go about this?
She's never been the one to give this sort of speech.]
I see what's going on. No one's told you about this place yet, right?
You're new.
[Okay, Mahiru... just break it to him gently.
Put your guy complexes to the side for now - this is a kid!!
A kid who needs your help!!]
... Look, I don't know where you're from before, but...
This isn't your home. Like, at all. It's... not even the same world as your home, if that makes sense.
But that means you won't find your friend here, either. Any demons you meet are people like me - humans who turned into monsters after being here for a while.
Which is something you better accept now, because that's going to happen to you, too.
[Yeah. Super gentle. 100%. Pat on the back for the murderschool student.]
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Jimmy blinks, looking up at Mahiru now.]
So I'm gonna turn into a monster, like you?
[...]
im sorry
[Jimmy exclaims, his eyes positively sparkling with all the glee of a little boy who just got told he was going to be able to drive a monster truck or something.]
I hope it's something with wings!! Oh, oh, or cool tentacles! How soon 'till I know?
never apologize. she needs to learn how to handle non-murderstudents someday
What the hell kind of reaction is that!? It's actually... too surprising, for Mahiru.
That's not how you're supposed to feel about something this dangerous!]
A-about a month...
But it's not like - fun, you know!? It's really, really painful!
Like -
[She shoves a hand out for him to look at, those small, hoof-like protrusions still looking rather... new.]
These grew through the skin. It hurt! A lot!
You shouldn't be excited about this, like, at all!
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Also, danger? Psssshh. Danger is his middle name.
Jimmy leans in so he can get a closer look at the hoof-things on Mahiru's hand, his curiosity showing in his bright expression that has no once faltered since Mahiru started talking.]
Well yeah, I guess it's gonna be kinda weird and uncomfortable at first...but after all that, you're a monster! There are monsters all over the place back home, but I've always been...like this!
[Jimmy explains, gesturing to the entirety of his lanky self.]
How many people can say that they've gotten to be a real monster, huh?
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Where I come from, there are no monsters.
[A brief pause, in consideration.]
... Unless you want to talk morally.
But like this - [Gesturing to herself.] - no. There's no real, physical monsters.
So being one is not cool. Or fun.
Or - what was it you said - "awesmazing"? It's not that either!
And...
[Pausing, thinking...
She... doesn't really want to be the one to break the hard part to a kid.]
... Um. H-how old are you?
I lied when I said fifteen, routetime was on the brain
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Who wants t'know?
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[Jimmy grins down at JW, even though he's offering him a scowl in return.]
Nice to meet'cha, sir!
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Is that right? Well. I haven't seen any Satans today. So are you buyin' or what?
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...what's a Satan.]
Buying...? No, sorry...I don't have any money.
[Jimmy tilts his head a little when he sees JW's tongue, stepping a bit closer to the counter.]
...what are you selling?
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Venom. Grade A quality. Great for friends, better for enemies, but what you do with it is your business. Maybe you're sick of this old world and wanna shuffle on off.
[He folds his paper and takes up up a tiny glass vial with something translucent and green inside between his thin scaly fingers.]
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[Jimmy gasps softly, leaning in a little so he can get a closer look.]
That's so cool! [He says, without questioning the validity of this venom or the man selling it whatsoever.] Where'd you get it from?
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So he perched on the tree above him and watched, his harpy eyesight sharp enough to see all the details without being noticed right away.
...only when the guy fell he can't resist a snort of amusement- louder then he intended]
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Jimmy lifts his head from the ground, spitting and shaking himself a little with a flare of his newly grown wings.]
Uhhh...Hello...?
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[Sorry Jimmy, he's not coming down THERE just yet. He's not exactly hidden though- a giant silvery-brown bird guy isn't exactly stealthy. With his long fluffy 'hair' and feathered feet he looks like a mix between a small bird of prey and a... chicken.]
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Did...did you see all that?
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[He hasn't been a monster for very long either, after all]
...that fall was pretty embarrassing though. [THANKS Taco]
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I guesso...could've been worse. I could've fallen in a mud puddle or something, right?
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So when he happens upon a boy who seems interested in his new changes up until the point his knees go weak, sending him crashing down, he can't say that he's much surprised. Must be his first time. But being the nice guy that Steve is, he's not just going to leave him laying there.]
You look like you could use a hand. [He crouches down next to Jimmy, his large wings flaring out behind him.] The first time is rough.
[Not that any of the next fogs will be easier. But at least you have a better idea what to expect by then.]
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[Jimmy lifts his head a little when Steve approaches, his vision swimming a bit from hitting the ground so hard.]
Is everything always...moving this much, after?
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I beg your pardon?
[A "yaknow"? He was fairly certain he didn't know. And that description sounded suspiciously like a devil.]
I'm...afraid I haven't seen anyone quite fitting that description. I certainly am human, though. At least, for now, if these pamphlets are to be believed.
[The slightly forced smile is back, as he holds up some of the pamphlets for emphasis. By the tone of his voice, he doesn't quite believe what the leaflets are trying to sell him.]
Is it safe to assume you only recently found yourself here as well?
apologies for the late reply!
Uh huh, yeah...this place is really confusing, though. Nobody will really answer my questions, and they just keep giving me those!
[He says, pointing at the papers still in Edd's hand.]