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

[goldcuffed]

[Point taken, the strange machines lining the streets and the unfamiliar architecture tells him this is nowhere they have traveled before. But still, at home, they have respect for foreign royalty, at least the ones they get along with.] That much is clear. [He admits a little quieter,] Still, I hate the thought of anyone laying hands upon you.

[His lips press together in a thin line as he looks around them. People openly cower away from them, or regard them with hatred as they pass.] We have more important things to focus on. Let us find somewhere safe to sit down and you can inspect my wound all you like.

[redoublement]

After that demonstration I doubt anyone will be making a repeat of it. [ He kept their arms gently looped, leading the other towards the shady greenery of the forest. Hoping that here, at least, they would not be bothered. They could find answers to their whereabouts together, later. ]

I should warn you, I've seen a number of... grotesque oddities since I woke.

[goldcuffed]

If they are wise. [Damen will not hesitate to defend himself and Laurent, if he has to. He's no fan of wholesale slaughter and prefers an honorable fight, but the people here are without honor, if they would shove someone for so much as existing.]

...As have I. Beasts I have only heard of in children's scary stories. [After a little while, Damen judges their position safe enough, away from the hostile people of the town. He lowers himself to an old stump, tugging Laurent down gently with him with the arm around his shoulders.] Were we drugged? Brought here by ship?

[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.

[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.

[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. ]

[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.

[redoublement]

Don't tell me that you have lost your insufferable optimism now. [ He teased it gently, squeezing the other's hand, closing his eyes as Damen tucked against the side of his head. In public as they were- this wasn't something he would have normally allowed. But... given their strange circumstances, and the waves of discomfort still rolling from Dame, he would allow it. ]

This is but one more challenge, and whomever has brought us here has made one grave mistake: They brought us together.

[goldcuffed]

Am I so insufferable? [That does make him laugh quietly, as he takes a moment to just sit, to gather himself. It seems that no sooner is one trial over that they begin a new trial, and it is... not ideal.

He hasn't even had the chance to bury his brother.

Moping won't help either of them. He's glad that Laurent gives him these few moments, because he thinks he needed it, but soon he's sitting up again, the points of contact between them reduced to their clasped hands.] One more challenge, one where we don't know the rules. People with tails and horns and fur like beasts... Who would have thought?

[redoublement]

Absolutely. [ But he's fond as he says it, gentle as he observes the other. Knows what is going through the other's mind. Can only guess at what it must be like for the other. Laurent, at least, had been able to lay his family to rest.

With the other's motion Laurent moved with him, getting back up, not breaking the contact between their hands. ]

Someone with a perverse sense of humour, I should think. We'll need to find a place to stay, and more information. [ But if nothing else, Laurent was glad that they were able to do so together. ]

[goldcuffed]

[He stands with Laurent, not about to be the first one to pull his hand away. It's still so new and thrilling, that Laurent will hold his hand, that they're going to be together. This place won't change that, will never change that they are impossibly in love.

A place to stay. More information. A mission, a goal.] Most of the townsfolk here seemed hostile toward foreigners. That could be easier said than done. You worry about information, and I will find us a place to stay.