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.

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[neversurrender]

[The fog is always a particularly bad time to be a monster, especially those undergoing the change for the first time. You can be told over and over what will happen, how much it will hurt, but it never quite feels real until it happens. Until your body is aching in places you never had before and you're growing extra limbs and appendages.

Steve's changes on this night are fortunately not so painful. His enhanced senses are kicking in and he's smelling things he never would have picked up before, not at this distance. He's seeing clearer in the darkness than he ever had before. It's a little overwhelming, but it's also proving to be useful this night as he wanders the streets searching for new monsters dealing with their transformations.

He smells the man long before he sees him, and hears his screams from a few blocks away. Whatever his changes are, they are painful and take time to complete. By the time Steve reaches the man his changes are nearly complete and he's laying on the ground.

Steve approaches quickly, crouching down near the man. His wings fan out behind him casting large shadows on the ground.]

It's going to be okay. Do you think you can move yet? It's not safe to stay out here.

[goldcuffed]

[Damen was reluctant to part from Laurent after the fog rolled in, but they both had their respective jobs to go to in order to support themselves (and isn't that an odd worry for two kings). He's on his way back to their small house, having suffered thus far little worse than a change in his eyes and some itching skin, when he hears the scream.

Immediately, his heart pounds in his chest. Laurent, he knows that voice, and if Laurent is that loud, something is very, very wrong.

The scene he stumbles onto as he quickly turns the corner, at a dead run, is a man crouched down by Laurent's prone form on the ground. Laurent's agonized scream. Damen doesn't think - he reacts. He barrels into the stranger, tries to haul him bodily up and away from Laurent's vulnerable form.] What have you done to him?!

[redoublement]

[ Through the fog of agony, the world returned in fractured pieces. His feet felt as though they were on fire even still, his legs making brutal cracks of noise as his joints adjusted, and bent. He was dizzy, sightless through it for too long, the agony of it too great.

Slowly, slowly, pieces slotted themselves together, his awareness of the world returning. Dimly he realized Damen was nearby, throwing a stranger to the ground. Laurent reaches out towards them, mumbled the other's name as his bloodied, taloned feet flexes for the first time, one shaking itself gently, an effort to shed the ribbons of leather still clinging to his mangled legs. ]

Damen- Damen, stop. [ Breathless, dizzy with pain and bloodloss both, his voice sounded feeble even to his own ears. He closed his eyes, lay his head back down and let himself breath. ]

[neversurrender]

[If he hadn't been so focused on the man laying before him he would have noticed another presence coming their way. He would have been more prepared for the attack. But as he wasn't he can only grunt in surprise as a solid body crashes into him, pulling him away from the man in need of help.

He wraps his clawed hands around the wrist of the hand holding onto him, his grip tightening. He's startled and confused by the man's words. What had he done?]

He's in pain from his changes. I heard screaming so I came to help. It's not safe to be out in the streets alone while so vulnerable. There are mobs. [He bites the words out, hoping it'll be enough to get the man to let go of him. Behind the other man the blond man is stirring.]

We need to get him somewhere safe.

[goldcuffed]

[There are hands around his wrist, and Damen's expression is very much 'do you want to lose that hand?' Once he's pulled him a few feet from Laurent, he jerks his hand back and puts his body between this stranger and his lover. There is a lot of Damen to put between them. Dark eyes narrow, especially to hear him call Laurent vulnerable.] You came to help. [He sounds skeptical of this, but after a moment of dark eyes flickering between the stranger and Laurent, he determines Laurent more important.

Now he's the one who kneels beside him, hands under his arms to maneuver him into a more comfortable position leaning against his own body.] It's alright, Laurent, I'm here. [He murmurs, his touches tender and careful.]

I can take him to a physician from here.

[redoublement]

[ Everything below his waist felt too tender; as though his raw nerves were exposed. Even the brush of his pants against the newly scaled feet seemed too much. An overstimulation too close to pain. He pushed at the concrete once, as if this would push the pain itself away- but it only left him gasping, head falling back against Damen where the other had shifted him, his legs going still. There was a new, backwards bend to his legs, the digitigrade appendages held curled towards his body. ]

I don't think I can stand. [ He grimaced to make the admission, but his feet were gone- and in their place too-tender blackish blue talons and stalks of leg that looked too skinny to bare even his slight weight. ]