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.

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[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."

[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.

[goldcuffed]

He watches the young man take in the situation - Damen in front, movement behind that is likely trigger-happy locals. It's not an easy choice for anyone. That unhappy twist of his mouth definitely reminds Damen a bit of someone, though, and he wonders if the likeness is coincidental or purposeful. It isn't unheard of, for people to come from the same worlds. He knows that all too well.

"A man named Lucius Malfoy," he answers simply, casting his gaze back toward the sand dunes, not making any assumptions as to whether or not the young man knows Damen's 'roommate' of sorts. "Let me help you to Bavan at least. A safer city, where they are less likely to want to shoot you."

[alphaophiuchi]

Draco's wary and nervous, but he's certainly not stupid, and the more he thinks about all of this, the more willing he is to give Damen the benefit of the doubt. It helps, of course, that the man Damen's mentioned is his father.

That little tidbit of information is also met with a strange sort of expression, some kind of wide-eyed gaping paired with a thread of anxiety and a soft puff of breath not unlike relief. He's both horrified and reassured to know that his father might be there.

So after another hesitant moment and another flicked glance back over Damen's shoulder, he slowly nods a little. "Fine," Draco quietly concedes. "And on the way, you're going to explain what the hell's going on here and how you know my father."

[goldcuffed]

-And how you know my father. That gets a sharp glance from Damen, surprise mostly, but then, why is he surprised? It makes sense that someone like Lucius would have a son, and the resemblance is definitely there. But it means something worrying, too. His son is here now, and he can't imagine Lucius is going to be happy about that, considering.

Well. They'll just have to deal with that later. For now, it just means Damen needs to get him out of Vandare all the more.

He motions up the beach, the way he came, and for Draco to follow him. "I'll explain as much as I can. As for- your father, I met Lucius a little while ago when we both woke up here, same as you have. He lives with me and my fiance, in our guest house."

[alphaophiuchi]

The sharp glance is met with a sharper look from Draco, one that's all points and glaring irritation. Anyone with eyes can tell that it's mostly a defence mechanism, his way of defending his squishy human body against the strangeness that he's found thus far.

It's odd, of course, that no one's actually attacked him so far, but he's not holding his breath on that. Perhaps there's some kind of long game being played. If it involves his father, though, that opens up a whole new realm of possibility.

After a moment's hesitation, Draco moves, forcing his feet across the sand after Damen. He steals a wary glance behind him, in case he's being flanked, but finds nothing; he focuses, instead, on the other 'man'. "He lives in your guest house?" Draco asks incredulously, perhaps a bit surprised at himself that that was the question he had.

The rest of it seems to sink in afterward. They'd both woken up like Draco had, presumably confused and uncertain. Which did lend itself to the notion of kidnapping, but still, no one had shown up to confess to it. What good was a kidnapping if there were no ransoms made? Carefully, he goes on: "What the hell is going on here?"