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Ryslig Helpers ([personal profile] ryslighelpers) wrote in [community profile] graveyardsmash2016-09-08 10:56 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME

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.

punbooked: (sleepin' on the nails)

[personal profile] punbooked 2016-09-13 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[No.

What was what she wanted to know, where was Ryslig, something, someplace, he had already answered, but what was it, an safe land, a colony, a prison, was it a land of freedom or a land infested like her own, what was it. The beast is young but he's frustrating and for someone trying to be helpful he's not doing the best job and as he says that she isn't supposed to swear, Ellie rolls her eyes heavily because maybe this is the sign that it's time to go. If she had her backpack she would shoulder it and move on, but she doesn't and she isn't about to turn her back on the creature either. A heavy sigh, an exhale and she pinches the bridge of her nose, arms dropping heavily to her side as she watches him move towards the shoreline.

She still doesn't drop the stone, and she won't be doing it anytime soon.]


Fuck. [She murmurs under her breath and leans one weight of her leg from one side to the other before briefly looking back towards the foliage, gaze turning quickly to the other. This wasn't going anywhere and she needed answers now.] Right, well if you see a guy come ashore, beard, flannel shirt, looking for a kid that looks like me, tell him he took too long.
blurspot: (this seems like a bAAAAAD IDEAAAA)

[personal profile] blurspot 2016-09-13 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
He probably won't come here.

[...Now that goes a bit beyond horridly confusing and utterly unhelpful. Strange logic aside, there's not too many ways to interpret that statement, and the boy stares.]

...Most people don't come with anyone else from other worlds. They just come alone.

...So he's probably not coming.
punbooked: (there's nowhere left to fall)

[personal profile] punbooked 2016-09-13 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Shut up.

[Was the quick, sharp reply at the creatures words, eyes narrowing, holding the rock tighter in her grasp as she looked at the other. The world was not home, the kid was not familiar and she sure as hell didn't think he had any right to say who or who did not show up here, after all she was here, who was to say that he wouldn't be far behind and it wasn't something that she was about to believe at the moment. She had left him sick, ill, in the dead of winter and it wasn't something she was going to entertain.

Ellie inhaled, breath slightly shaky.]


If you want to be helpful then tell me how to get the hell out of here. [Knuckles white around the stone she took a step closer.] I don't have time for this.
blurspot: (this seems like a bAAAAAD IDEAAAA)

[personal profile] blurspot 2016-09-13 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
You wanted me to do something if someone appeared, I didn't want to make you wait for nothing..! [he protests, flinching under the other's anger. He knows the stone won't hurt. He could catch it with one of the seaweed tendrils on his back. He knows it won't work.

Somehow it's still frightening though, and his own voice wavers as he speaks.

If she thinks he's lying already, she won't like what he says next.
] ...no one can leave though...that was how I got here and everyone else got here, [he says quietly, holding his arms close.] I can't tell you how to leave because we can't...!
punbooked: (sleepin' on the nails)

[personal profile] punbooked 2016-09-13 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's frustrating, it's too much, she doesn't have the patience to deal with him, doesn't want to hear what he is saying and if anything she thinks perhaps he isn't trying hard enough. Helpful would have been to leave it alone, helpful would have been to actually think before opening his mouth so all of this right now was not helpful because she was already on edge. The information about leaving, that honesty perhaps was the most it had been considered but already she doesn't have the faith, only trusts herself and no other that she's come across.

The creatures voice wavers and she doesn't seem phased by it, if he wanted to be who he said he wanted to be then maybe he should think about it; sometimes helping people hurt, particularly people who were new here like he once had been.]


Fuck off, all you're giving me is excuses! [She manages to snap, her shoulders going tense, trying to force the emotion out of the moment and it's easy, easy to do in front of a stranger. A pause and her voice evens out, cold and despondent. Grip loosening on the stone in her palm she lets out a huff of breath.] I don't have time for them.

[Quietly she turns on her heels to leave him by the shore.]

There's always a way out of something.
soft_focus: (-bites lip-)

[personal profile] soft_focus 2016-09-13 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looser grip on the stone-that helps. Helps him at least-he might have almost been frightened back into his alpaca form, but that brings some peace of mind back.

Enough to shout back, at least.
] We tried it though!

Why do you think I'm like this..! [...He liked this version of himself. He admits.

He knows it wasn't supposed to be how he was though-and it's becoming harder to think of it like that.
] ...We can't even leave if we die.

...We just come back here again.