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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.
Emily Fields | Pretty Little Liars
What is this?
[She feels sick. What's happened? Where is she? More importantly, where are her friends? The last she remembers is the prison van crashing, the footsteps, and then screaming as the shadowy figure - A - had filled the van with smoke. Evidently, then, this is somehow A's work. Emily glances up, scanning the crowd to try to spot familiar faces. Where are the others?
She goes back to the leaflet that had been pushed into her hands: a message from A, perhaps? Spencer would know straight away, but she's not Spencer, so she reads, searching for some sort of clue as to A's game.]
A fur-bearing trout?
[How has this got anything to do with - well, anything? She frowns, uneasy, before looking around once more. Even with the handcuffs and shackles somehow (thankfully) gone, she stands out a mile in this crowd in her prison-issue jumpsuit. She shakes her head and turns back to the woman who had handed her the leaflet.]
I know you know something. Where are my friends? What is this place? Where are my friends?
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She's been here a while now, and Emily's learned how to operate - how to be without the other girls, without her mom, without having to fear looking at her cellphone. She's been able to go swimming, to run, to eat and to sleep easily. Not any more.
She's noticed, recently, that the hair on her arms seemed to be growing more - thicker, perhaps. She's noticed her teeth, usually so even, had started to move, making her friendly, open smile so much more sinister. But it's tonight, at the rise of the moon, that the changes begin.
The first one is awful. It starts with twinges, perhaps like growing pains, or muscle fatigue, in her arms and legs. But now, in the darkness, she screams as her bones crack and snap and rearrange themselves, as her muscles are stretched and tightened over her new shape. She glances in horror at her hands, at the claws instead of her bitten nails.
Ali had laughed at her once, called her the loyal lapdog of the group. Maybe this was A's doing - somehow? Who else would know that secret, to be laughing at her expense now? Emily screams a howl to the moon as she tries to rise to her feet and finds, at least for now, she'll be moving like the animal she tried so hard not to become.]