TEST DRIVE MEME

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TEST DRIVE MEME: SEPTEMBER

Welcome to the Ryslig Test Drive Meme! Below are a few prompts to get you started, but you may make up any prompt you desire! Please take a look at the navigation page for rules, setting information, and links to reserves and apps. Have fun!

SCENARIO ONE

You wake up on the beach thoroughly drenched with your mouth full of sand. The salt water causes various cuts and scrapes on your skin to sting and the sand isn't helping. The air is slightly humid, ruining any feeling of refreshment you might have gotten from your dip in the ocean. There are lights in the distance but the unfriendly scent of gunpowder fills the air. If you're lucky, you're alone. If not, you might find yourself staring up into a pair of monstrous eyes or down the barrel of a local's shotgun.

SCENARIO TWO

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 THREE

"Seek us out," the voice whispers in your head, and before you have time to question it you've found yourself in someplace entirely alien. Maybe it's the Fog God's ghostly town of Dyster, where exultant followers dance around bonfires and sing their praises to the skies above. Maybe it's the Fourth God's arcade, with small robots wheeling about amidst the lights and colors of old pinball machines. Only one thing is certain: you are not alone, in this sacred place.

SCENARIO FOUR

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.

Comments

[nacreous]

First of all.

[Pearl's eyes shift to look Jasper up and down. it's then that she notices her nose, and the lack of a gem there. okay, so they were on equal footing. that... well, it wasn't good, but Pearl feels a little better knowing that it isn't just her gem that's gone]

I don't trust you. I don't think you should be wandering around a place, gemless, and alone, especially if you don't know how you wound up here. You don't, right? [she narrows her eyes here, as though she were daring Jasper to lie to her]

[codeforhope]

[Chihiro isn't sure he wants that. He...he'd been wanting to go talk to Mondo about himself, he wanted to be brave, but...he's not THAT brave yet. And having Siouxsie bandy about the idea makes him look over at the street she's walking down, wondering if they're getting any closer to their destination.]

Well I...I don't even know your name...

[...]

I'm...Fujisaki. Fujisaki Chihiro.

[marysioux]

[Aw, c'mon, Chihiro - she'd make an awesome rolemodel!! You could call her Siouxsie-neesan and everything!!
Hearing him introduce himself gets a little, interested hum from her, though.]

Pretty cute name. You can call me Siouxsie.
Unless that's too hard for you - met a guy the other day who couldn't even say my name after I spelled it for him and everything.
But I guess he could've just been a moron.

[She's... so quick to talk so meanly about people, like it's just a thing people do.
Not even caring if it might upset him or anything.

As for their destination - they're actually coming up to it now! Siouxsie slows to a stop up by the door... and lets out an annoyed sounding scoff, seeing the sign hung up on the door.]

- Well, fuck.
She's out right now.

[goldcuffed]

Damen pauses, a safe distance away still, not wanting to get any closer if it isn't welcome. He knows how frightening it must be, to meet a man with the body of a serpent (in this case, he doesn't know at all).

To want proof, some kind of assurance, that seems fair, considering the circumstances. "To keep those men with their guns-" He motions over the crest of sand, to where there are only just flickers of movement right now. "-from shooting you on sight. I have it on good authority that 'bullets' are quite painful."

He's quiet for a minute as he looks Draco over again. "You look a little bit like someone I know."

[codeforhope]

It's nice to meet you.

[Chihiro doesn't try saying her name right now to avoid opening up that can of worms, his ears perking when she suddenly curses. Again.

Lots of foul language with this one, but he's used to that from select classmates.]

S..so now what do we do?

[marysioux]

[That's something he's gonna have to get used to... Siouxsie is nothing but a bag full of swears.
But as he's asking that, she's already moving to do something about it - that is, she moves to gently place him on the sidewalk under the building's window, before stepping in front of the door and moving back a few paces.]

Don't worry, I've got an idea - just cover your head if anything goes flying, 'kay?

[... Whatever she's planning probably isn't safe.]

[quietpeacefullife]

[He can't help but let out a huff of laughter at everything she just said. He was no man of God himself. Never had been, never would be. (Despite being a member of the Fourth God).]

If you smash the Fog God, you'd be doing all of us a tremendous favor. So, I wish you luck on that venture. I'll be rooting for you. But, I suggest you start believing in a great deal of things. Starting with the Gods. It makes the entire transition easier.

You said something interesting though.A "human concept". Meaning you're not a human? [Interesting. She was a beast of a woman but definitely human. Human looking at the very least.]

[lapissed]

[ What she bumps into is soft - and once she whips around and really gets a look at the person, it makes sense, because... he's, well... she doesn't know what she's looking (at). This... person... or, thing? Isn't a human or a gem. She vaguely recognizes his features as an Earth animal, but they've never walked on two legs... or talked. Having not paid much attention to the actual content of the pamphlets being shoved at her just a few minutes ago, Lapis has no idea what she's being faced with.

And then she realizes she's just kind of been standing there, and this... thing... is talking to her again. She's so out of touch and exhausted it takes her a second to process his actual words. ]

Not... really? They just kept shoving their stuff in my face and wouldn't stop. [ She pauses, clearly uncomfortable and struggling to keep up with the conversation already. She's very, very tired, and her human body hurts to be in. ] Sorry I bumped into you, by the way.

[terribibble]

Fiddleford draws his tail back toward him for good measure; he doesn't like the feel of being clipped through someone's torso any more than Robbie does. He also doesn't like seeing someone else's organs, even if they're still technically inside that other person. Good lord, he just wanted to mess around with one of his robots. Why can't he go one day without something like this happening?

"I'm not -- I'm not that sort of doctor. About all I've got for this sorta thing is whiskey."

[saveyourserpent]

[Taking on his father, taking on his brother, taking on Cipher, taking on some gods... if there was something to fight, Liquid was going to fight.]

That's the best way to handle things here. Some people seem to have trouble dealing with it.

[A lot of monsters hate what they've become, at least at first. He's seen it. He didn't want to be one of those.]

I've been here... hm. About five months, I'd say. It starts out around the next time the fog rolls in. After that, who can say? From what I've seen, it's a bit different for everyone. It took an entire month for my scales to grow in.

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[spes_phthisica]

[If there's any suitably dramatic tension left after such a baffling exchange, it's possible that the sound of an amused little giggle might just have completely spoiled whatever pathetic vestiges that remained. A way off on the wet sand, some kind of snake creature is curled up, one elbow propped on what for the sake of avoiding an anthropological - or zoological? - argument will simply be called his lap.

The other hand is on one of the two katana he's wearing at his hip, but he hasn't made any move to pull it. As of yet, he's more holding it like an afterthought.]

You're pretty funny. Do you usually talk to yourself like that? [The poor man with the gun looks pretty conflicted, since he now has no idea if he should be pointing the gun on the - supposedly - harmless bastard who is right up close, or the actual monster who is further away.]

Don't move!

[andthetombstones]

Well, Fiddleford, that's just what happens when you decide to be a scientist.

The young man before him is still flickering in and out of substance, but for every bit more you can see through him- organs and all- it becomes a bit more like looking through a living dark screen, with a human heart conveniently hanging around in the center.

Whiskey. That's this guy's solution. Robbie Valentino is literally disappearing, and a strange adult man is offering him alcohol. The Gravity Fall's High School guidance counselor would have a field day. He grimaced.

"Then go get help, man. But, uh," It couldn't hurt any more than it did now. "I'll take some of that stuff too."

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[catphishing]

For a moment Oliver can't work out where that voice is coming from, but he suspects what it is. It's the first fog after the arrival of new future monsters. Their hunger is rarely immediate, so his first thought is it must be a monster, not a human.

His suspicions are confirmed when he looks down and sees a foot sticking out onto the street still. Luckily, the building he's fallen into isn't a private one. He can go in through the door where he can already see the rest of his body off to the right of him. He's been a shade himself, so whilst his appearance is drastically different now he remembers how scary it is to find yourself nothing. A giant insect in a suit probably isn't Robbie's ideal first choice, but at least he gets it.

"Hey. You okay?" It's a stupid question really, but maybe it will get him some specifics about exactly what he's struggling with.

[shoalful]

[Definitely not a species she's heard of, then, but she does know what gems are, being as invested in all things shiny and valuable as she is. The already interested edge to her grin just gets more so at the comment, and she leans down a little, the motion making her braids, long overshooting her own height and dangling down a little past the crossbar of the lamppost she's standing on, wriggle in the low light.]

Nebber seen a gem like you before, then. What kind you meant to be? [Admittedly, she could be completely unrelated to actual gemstones, because the trolls here and the kind of troll Meenah is have pretty much nothing in common, but she can't help but ask. Being a treasure hound does that to you.

Tipping her head a little, Meenah gives a bit of a shrug.]

Trolls do that ship too, so I can't get reel offended, but they way less resilient about bein' separated from that stuff than we are. Might just be fuchsias who are reel hardcore aboat it when it comes to trolls, though.

[dawnordusk]

[What. Just... what.]

I... see.

[So she'd wound up somewhere dangerous. She's not sure what she'd expected, honestly. On a strange beach at night in the middle of nowhere, with the possibility that the town that had been here was another necrohol... even with him here, her wariness doesn't dissipate.]

Company would be appreciated, if it is not an inconvenience. My name is Amalia.

[It slides off her tongue just as if it were her real name.]

[cardboard_boss]

[He knows how much you want to fight the world. He saw that back when you were a child.]

You can't blame them. Waking up on a sandy shore, lost, then turning into a monster. It isn't exactly paradise. [Far from it.]

What is this fog?

[alphaophiuchi]

Grey eyes snap over to where Damen's gestured, and sure enough, he sees a flicker of movement as well. That's distressing, to say the least. Not that anything so far hasn't been - he has no idea what to truly make of it all. He wants to burrow back beneath his blankets until he wakes up from this horrific nightmare; he wants to be able to shut his eyes and not have to deal with any of it.

But he's shocked into silence for a moment, mouth twisted downwards unhappily as he stares towards that sand dune. He hasn't moved, he hasn't said anything, he seems as though he's barely even breathing. At the very least, he does hear Damen's last remark, but he doesn't acknowledge it immediately - he's busy weighing his options.

He doesn't know what to do.

"Who's that?" Draco finally asks, his tone quiet and tentative.

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[alphaophiuchi]

[ Draco's only just abandoned his own spot in the sand himself, and he's slightly glad he did. Not because he sees anything good about walking the length of the beach, trying to keep his footfalls quiet on the sand, but because he's pretty sure the waves have gotten worse since the time he woke up. His body still stings uncomfortably, and his feet are practically burning now, but he has no idea what else he's supposed to do. His options are, he thinks: keep walking until he finds something or try to drown himself in the water. He's not so fond of that option; it seems pointless. Much like staying there.

[ not that he thinks there's much point to actually moving, but-

[ well, he's playing it by ear.

[ the call for someone named 'Albus' catches his attention, slightly up ahead, where a wave appears to be battering someone else into the sand with abandon. Draco's dead sure it's not a common name, though the boy doesn't look like anyone he went to school with, and that makes him question things for not the first time. He still has no idea what's going on here.

[ but he supposes that he can offer a bit of a hand. Maybe. He'll leave if things get weird again. ]

You should move up another metre. [ he calls this from a distance of a few metres away; he's careful about his approach. ] That wave's coming back.

oh yesSSSSSSssssSSS

[noasark]

[Oh, this one will certainly be fun, won't it? It takes everything he has to hide his smile-a smile that would have, given his mouth, gone literally ear to ear if he wasn't careful.] You arrived here from the shoreline, that's what I mean. Here, in Ryslig.

Better be careful who you question the species of though, [he chuckles darkly,] You might turn into one yourself...~ [Imagine that Draco-a you, without legs.

Or teeth, for that matter. The smirk on the naga's face persists as he looks the other over, adjusting his glasses with one claw.] But don't mind me-I'm sure you think everything I say right now is nothing to you~

[Something about receiving such a well spoken 'what the hell' does that.]

[soft_focus]

[It's really best not to ask those questions Ever, Jasper.

Otherwise you might find out one day.] You're in another world, [Reira starts, remembering what happened last time he left that out for a bit.] It's Ryslig..!

And the place in Ryslig that we're near right now is Vandare-it's over there, [he adds, turning his head toward the relatively close city.]

But the whole country is called Ryslig. They don't have a name for the whole planet though. I think it's because no one can leave the country.

[sharkened]

Huh? That's Kuzuryuu's voice. Is he saved? He had started being a part of the group with them just recently, so more than likely he's on his side rather than the guy pointing the gun at Kazuichi. Whoever that was. Not that it matters if he can get out alive. He's still going to guess Komaeda.

Once he hears someone run away, he shakily looks up and sees the weird dog person. What the actual--

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" That sure is a scream. He closes his eyes, pulling his wet hat down - shaking even more. "D-Did yo-you eat Kuzuryuu...? I-I taste like mechanic oil, just so you know...!"

[sharkened]

Kazuichi had started getting used to the thought of living with Gundam by now, but he's still not that happy about it. Especially not when he's coming to help him and sounding like he's a little kid in the progress! Souda, you are a little kid with this. It makes him feel belittled.

"N-No, these aren't my changes! This slimy thing just appeared and attached itself to my hair!" Kazuichi insists, because no way he wants to keep something like that! How ridiculous must he look.

"DON'T!" Kazuichi moves away from him.

[sharkened]

By this point, Kazuichi has been lucky enough to avoid seeing fog forms... or maybe in this case unlucky, because when he finally spots Saionji there's a huge scream heard all across Bavan. He's completely ignoring any pains he has now.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! WHAT IS THAT?! WHY DOES IT SOUND LIKE SAIONJI?!"

[impheired]

Fuyuhiko cringes, ears lopping flat against his head with a disgruntled whine. Yup. That's...that's Kazuichi, alright. There can be no doubt. If only he had taken the extra handful of seconds to actually SEE who he was rescuing, he might have tried a different approach.

But he didn't. So now he's stuck dealing with the screams.

"No, dumbass. It's me!" He gestures to his chest, even if Kazuichi isn't even looking at him anymore. "I'm not gonna eat you, so get your head outta your goddamn hat before I leave your ass here on the beach for the hunters to have."

[hamham]

Brows furrowed, the demon follows him as he moves. Kazuichi if you'd just cooperate, things would be so much easier. He just wants to figure out what it is and touching it will make that an easier task!

"Don't be a fool. Do you truly believe something like that is the cause of this? It's very obviously a new physical manifestation of your monster type. Hold still so I may assess the situation."

Going! To try and touch it again!