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

[marysioux]

You've got wings, y'know.

[Yep. Right back to being amused - in fact, the way she said that is far less argumentative and more... amicable ribbing.
Not entirely friendly ribbing, but y'know.
Sort of close?]

Mm, I'll have to take your word for it until I've got the shit to kill with.
Most I could do like this is kick someone real hard... smashing a guy's junk is funny, but doesn't exactly kill.

[She pauses, then, for just a moment... before moving to lift her mask a bit.
Just enough that she can see Saionji fully - ow - and so... Saionji can see her, too.
If the Devil's not here, then she doesn't have to worry about taking off her mask, right?]

... Y'know? You're not half bad, for a rotten little shortcake.
What's your name?

[nolemon]

You ever try to fly from a standing position?

[It's practically impossible. This is such an idiot...]

Hah, now that's pretty funny. Even a giraffe like you has some uses.

[...She'd be kind of cute if she wasn't such a bitch. Hiyoko sticks out her cheeks slightly.]

Hiyoko.

i have exactly 0 icons of her smiling without her mask so you get to imagine it instead

[marysioux]

[Yeah, all these animal insults aren't effecting her at all... not because she gets them a lot - she doesn't - but because, y'know.
Constructed world of Puppets. The only animals they have are fish.]

Hiyoko, huh? That's a pretty cute name, for a fuzzball.

[That's pronounced with zero difficulty, of course - even if Siouxsie's name isn't the kind you'd hear around Japan, she's known plenty of people with names similar.

But she holds out a hand after that.]

Call me Siouxsie.
I'd say it's a pleasure, but I've got a feeling you're only having fun trying to piss me off, huh?

[nolemon]

[Hey, it's not her fault that she cant come up with tall insults without bringing animals into it!]

I'm adorable. There's all there is to it.

[Loud sniff. She does hold out her paw, though. Might as well allow this peasant some leniency.]

I could say the same thing about you, puppet.

[marysioux]

[Then a handshake she will get!
Siouxsie's smile even curls just a bit more, like she's pleased Saionji even considered returning it.]

Are you trying to call me "Puppet" as an insult? Creative.

But I'm not trying to piss you off, you know... it's just happening 'cause that's how Puppets are, and you're not used to it.
I mean, aren't you always surrounded by other goody-goody humans?

Honestly, it's a wonder you have some sense when all the other humans I've met are just a bunch of sappy halfwits.

[nolemon]

[Hiyoko's like that.]

Hey, who said it was an insult?

[A smirk. Of course it was.]

I insult everyone. You're actually not too shitty at making comebacks.

[She shrugs.] You're right, though. There's too many saps around these days. Small wonder they haven't all died off.

[marysioux]

Hey, I may be a bitch, but I'm not stupid. I know an insult when I hear one!

[Beat.]

Though, I guess that comes with being a bitch, too.

[You end up hearing a lot of insults in your lifetime when you're not afraid to say whatever you're thinking.]

It's probably a good thing there's so many softhearted humans around, though. Don't you think?
I mean, if there weren't, who would we sucker into doing stuff for us?
Or giving us all their cash?

[And who would they eat? Probably other assholes, but that'd end up being harder to do.]

[nolemon]

Hah! You're at least somewhat smart.

[She nods, a smile playing at her lips.]

You're right. It's so easy when there's a bunch of commoners who think you're just a cute kid wandering around.

[marysioux]

[And now it's Siouxsie's turn to smile - though hers is more of a wide, knowing grin.]

... So, what you're saying is...
You use your charm to get your way?

Letting people think you're some cute kid, so you can do whatever you want?

[nolemon]

Of course. When you have a baby face, why wouldn't you?

[marysioux]

Man... who knew I'd finally meet someone like me today? I sure didn't.
Now all you need is a rack other women would literally disembowel yourself for, and I'd swear we were cut from the same tree!

[A beat.]

That's just a saying, of course - Puppets aren't really made from trees.
Well, like - little toy puppets are, but actual Puppets? Nope.

[Since, y'know... Saionji seems to think they're made of wood or something silly like that.]

[nolemon]

Don't bring that up again... I don't need to stuff my shirt like you do.

[Metaphorical shirt. Since...she's not wearing anything.]

... I could have figure that out on my own, you know.

[marysioux]

What, you seriously think I've got a pair like this through stuffing like some kind of stupid teenager?
I don't need enhancements to get a guy's attention - I've always got it just by being around!

[And, y'know, she's not afraid to prove they're real if Saionji keeps saying that.
She's got no boundaries, man. None.
Related to that thought, however... she can't help the way she grimaces, replacing her mask for the added shade.]

- Ugh, this light is giving me a serious headache. Look, Hiyoko; how about we move somewhere, y'know... darker?
I'd like to keep talking to you, but I feel like my eyes are going to pop right out of their sockets like some kind of disgusting circus act.

[Yep, that's right - they're sitting here flinging horrible insults at each other, yet she still wants to talk to her.
You might've found The One, Saionji.]

[nolemon]

Ugh.

[No... she believes it's real. She doesn't have to see it. She'll just mumble under her breath.

She can agree about moving, though. The cold sea air sucks.]

We can do that--I hate standing around where commoners can see me.

[marysioux]

Even better reason to hide out in the shade, then! ... Uh.
Lead the way, fuzzball.

[Because it's either that, or Siouxsie stumbles into everything like a drunkard. Being in pain and incapable of real sight sucks ass.
Hopefully Saionji doesn't mind a tattooed hand on her shoulder, though - just so she knows where the Manticore is whenever they walk.

If they walk, anyway, considering she's leaving it all up to Saionji.]

[nolemon]

Don't push me, hag.

[Ugh. She'll let the hand be for now. Hope you like the sensation of warm and fluffy fur, Siouxsie. She'll walk at least...towards what looks like a small cafe.]

This'll work.

somehow i didnt see the notif for this but GOD CALLING HER A HAG...

[marysioux]

[Actually, that's a really weird sensation.
Back home, even things like hair wasn't really... soft. Y'know - woodlike, while not being wood. So feeling actual fur is kinda strange.
But she's not gonna comment on that when there's something more important to make noise about -]

Hag? Aw, c'mon; I know I'm probably, like, way older than you - but I'm not that old!
I'm still a youthful, perky beauty!

[... Of course, despite the complaints, she's still following right along. The question is... how well lit is the cafe?
Because there's a good chance it won't be much better, you know - all she had for light were torches and candles...]

[nolemon]

[She laughs at her reaction. Well, you insult her? She'll insult you back.]

If you call me short? I'll call you old. It's all fair.

[It seems to be a small place, though, there is a dark corner or two.]

[marysioux]

Hey - but you're actually short!
I'm not actually old; if you're gonna pick an insult, at least make it one that's true!
Like... call me scrawny! Or...

... Hmm.
Actually, it's kinda hard to find an insult for someone who's pretty much perfect.

[Yes, because that's the problem with it. Not at all because her age is a touchy subject. Nope.
It's just because it's not true, or something.
But those dark corners are noticed pretty easily for her, since they aren't, y'know... reflecting the sun's DEATH RAYS right back at her.
So she starts to make a beeline for one - just to stop for a moment, turning to look behind her to see if Saionji's coming with.
Like, the shade is nice and all... but being alone is pretty lame.
And it's rare to find someone who can dish shit out as well as she can!]

[nolemon]

You're perfect? Don't say that to someone who's actually perfect.

[Ff. What an idiot. She's a cool idiot, though. Hiyoko is following her, though, pulling in her wings so there's. Actually enough room for both of them.]

And besides, you're older than me so it's still true.

[marysioux]

How do you know I'm older than you, huh?
Just guessing because I've actually got height on you?

[The tone's teasing but... kind of in a fond way. Like she's having fun, almost.
Siouxsie's well aware that she's likely quite a bit older than her, of course... then again, she thinks Saionji's a lot younger than she actually is.

But into the little dark corner they go, so she can, y'know. See.]

Ugh, finally... This is still pretty bright, but at least it doesn't feel like someone's trying to gouge out my pupils with a knife anymore.
I'd ask how you can put up with all that light all the time, but I'm gonna guess you've grown up with this shit. Right?

[nolemon]

You've got to be, what, maybe six years at the least?

[She huffs. She's older than she looks, you now!]

This actually is a cloudy day so, yeah, I have. It's not that bad.