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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.

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[Soeki still comes to Vandare for new arrivals most times. He's been here since October, and he's long stopped expecting anybody he actually knows to show up, but he can point the scared, confused newbies in the right direction. He's trudging along the beach in bear form, despite the sun being up, because it makes him more of a threat that the locals are less likely to go after. He leaves massive pawprints in the sand behind him.

That's when he stops, keen ears catching wind of a voice he hasn't heard in- in months. He almost thinks he's hallucinating, that happens sometimes, doesn't it? He bounds closer on all fours, and stops, several yards from the familiar, tiny figure, currently holding a shotgun and kicking a guy in the ribs.]

Oh my god. Oh my god! Eira!

[That sure is a large North American black bear, with eerie gold eyes and a coat patterned in tan necromancy designs, bounding up to her, shouting words in her brother's voice.]

[And suddenly there is a fucking bear running at her. What is happening why is it happening what did she do to deserve this and why does it sound like her brother? Her first instinct is to raise the gun and shoot at the thing but the fact that it sounds like Soeki stops her]

What the fuck?

[He pulls up short before he gets within stabbing range (he's learned not to get within stabbing range without some warning) and falls back on his haunches, gold eyes wide, front paws held up.] Okay this looks weird. Don't shoot me. You can hit me all you want after I shift back, just don't shoot me.

[Nudging backward, a little farther away, he shifts back - and it isn't a pretty sight, it's creepy and it's gross and it sounds incredibly painful, but eventually where once stood a bear is her brother, covered in what seem to be necromancy tattoos and with the same gold eyes, but otherwise largely the same.

Except naked. He's very quickly rummaging in the bag he'd been wearing as a bear for his extra long hoodie to pull that on.

Then he's going in for a hug. Sorry Eira.]

[She just...watches in confused horror as all that happens. Why is Soeki a bear? Why is he shapeshifting? He can't shapeshift. He can barely do the magic necessary for necromancy. For once she's quiet, mostly because she's confused. And then he's hugging her and she doesn't try to stop him because what]

Soeki, what the fuck? What was all that? Also, get off me.

No. [He's getting a good long hug in while he still can. Soeki wraps his arms around her tight and even lifts her a few inches off the ground, inhaling to memorize even her smell. This is... This is a moment he never thought he'd experience again.]

I'm a werebear now? It's a long story. I haven't seen you in months! Is dad okay? Is Rista okay? Have you guys missed me? I've been here since October and it's like, fuck it's September now.

Put me down, you dick. [It's not fair using her size against her. Stop being weird]

What the hell is a...how have you...what? [She's so confused] Are you high? Dad's fine and also you know I don't care about what's his face, why would you ask me that? Put me down.

[Finally he gets one last squeeze in and sets her down, backing off a couple steps (to be only in possible stabbing range and not immediate stabbing range). He brings his hands up to run them through his hair, overwhelmed and probably babbling.]

No, I'm not high, fuck off. It's been like, nearly a fucking year in this shithole for me. Oh my god, you're fucking here. Shit fuck. [That part gets shouted at the sky.] Why'd you fucking bring my sister you piece of shit fog bitch!

[Today's headline: Big Brother Yells At Cloud.]

[Eira watches. And watches. Her patience runs thin when he starts yelling at the sky. Not exactly convinced he isn't high right now. That's when she grabs hold of his arms and gives him a little shake]

Soeki! What the hell is going on?!

[He looks back at her when she grabs his arm, and all of a sudden, that manic energy is gone, and he looks a little unsure, and a little happy, and a little sad all at once. His eyes are bright gold, no longer brown, but he still can't hide his expression.]

I- Jesus fuck. You're not even going to believe me. What I've been through. I fucking missed you though. I-

This is Ryslig. We were brought here through some kind of magic fog and I don't know how to get home yet. They call the one responsible a god but I think that's a load of bullshit. But she takes our magic and powers and all that, and turns us into monsters.

You're right. I don't believe you.

[She lets go of his arms and looks down the beach. Then again...she has no idea where she is and she did just see Soeki transform into a human from a bear. So...]

How the hell can you have been here for a year? I just saw you this morning. That doesn't make sense.

Wait- this morning? Really? [His frown deepens as he looks up the beach, following her gaze. It's still important to make sure they're not going to be ambushed by locals. Over the heavy, stagnant smell of the sea, he's picking up traces of gunpowder, and human.] I don't- know how that works. I know I showed up here in October of last year. It was fucking freezing until I found a place to stay.

It's all magic bullshit. It's always magic bullshit. Just... trust me on this. If you're here, the fog bitch is going to change you too. That's why the locals are so upset, Changed kind of... eat them.

[His voice lowers.] Speaking of which, there's a guy coming at us behind the brush, behind you to your right. Smells like gun oil.

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