TEST DRIVE MEME

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TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to Ryslig's test drive meme! If you're considering apping here, this is where you can try your characters out in the game's setting. A few things to note: The State of the Game Discussion produced a lot of great suggestions and we now have a post for Plot Suggestions and Monster Questions. The NETWORK VOTE results are in and PRIVATE MESSAGING will be added some time in November. Lots of people have asked good questions on the FAQ, so do take a look. You can only app ONE character per round so choose wisely. Reserve and application dates have been announced. Test drive meme threads can be used for your roleplay sample! Sample scenarios: SCENARIO ONE: You've just been released from the hospital in Vandare and no one really seems to know what to do with you. The locals offer polite advice but don't seem to want to spend a lot of time with you. You and the other new arrivals stick out like sore thumbs, so perhaps one will spot you wandering about town. SCENARIO TWO: You've become hopelessly lost in Lager Woods. Paths don't seem to lead where you remember them leading, and you feel as if you're going around in circles. Childlike giggling can be heard from no direction in particular. Suddenly, you stumble upon another character, who seems to be just as lost as you! Perhaps you can find a way out together. SCENARIO THREE: 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

Zolf Kimbley / Fullmetal Alchemist 2003

[viliorate]

[scenario two]

[If there's one thing Kimbley has realized about himself, it's that he is completely, hopelessly bad directionally. Even so, he doesn't think that he's normally this bad at getting lost.

Whatever the hell is going on, he doesn't like it in the least. His palms itch, and he wishes, more than anything, that his alchemy worked in this damn place. He curses under his breath, feeling anxious and a little alarmed. He's alone, unarmed, and he's starting to get the feeling that he's being followed. It's making him want to blow up something.

Kimbley claps his palms together in a swift movement, even though it does absolutely nothing anymore.]

Stop following me!

[It's not until it's out of his mouth that he realizes hissing at the air is going to accomplish nothing. Kimbley feels on edge. He doesn't get nervous. Yet here he is, feeling anxious and helpless and it's starting to get to him.

He stands in the clearing, glaring, hoping whatever it is that's laughing at him leaves.]

Mr. Explodey Hands! :D

[unarmoredheart]

I'm not following you.

[Reiner has been minding his own business, moving through the woods, when someone yells at him. He rolls his bright, glowing yellow eyes; some people just have no sense of direction, and now this guy is lost. It's pretty obvious, with the way he's been blundering through the woods, making enough noise to wake the dead. Reiner considers just leaving him, but he knows he can't. There's creepy stuff out in the woods, and he's not going to let some poor, dumb soul fall prey to whatever is out here.]

[He walks into the clearing, enormous, impossibly broad-shouldered, his eyes glowing like fog lamps.]

You're lost, aren't you?

Hello there :D

[viliorate]

[Kimbley looks the stranger up and down carefully.

His hands slide into his pockets as he adjusts his stance, trying to get a read on him. It's difficult, from a glance alone and after a long moment Kimbley decides it's not possible at the moment. Maybe he'll learn more, sticking around the guy. It would be better than remaining unaware of just who he's dealing with.]

Just a bit turned around. This forest is bigger than I thought.

[Why would he outright admit to being lost, especially to a stranger? He still has his pride, after all.]

[unarmoredheart]

[Yeah, the guy is totally lost. Why else would he be so far away from anything else worth being close to? Still, he's not acting aggressive any longer, and Reiner is one hundred percent positive that if he tried to attack, he could take him down without even breaking a sweat. Because of all this, he offers a small smile at the stranger.]

I'm heading towards one of the main paths that leads back to town. You can come with me, if you want.

[Or he can wander around lost in the woods for awhile longer. Reiner can easily track him back down if he chooses the latter option and needs some time alone in the trees.]

[viliorate]

[Honestly, this is not an inaccurate thought about what would happen. With is powers, Kimbley would be a bit more of a threat, but even then Reiner wouldn't have much of a challenge on his hands.

He smirks at the offer, his shoulders shrugging, hands still in his pocket.]

Sure. I'd rather leave this place as soon as possible.

[unarmoredheart]

[Ah, a smirker. Reiner knows your type well, sir, and he will counter your silliness with a big, friendly grin.]

Follow me, then.

[He turns and shows his back to Kimbley, starting off through the woods towards the path. He doesn't particularly like how the guy keeps his hands in his pockets, but he still doesn't view him as the remotest threat.]

You just got here, didn't you?

[viliorate]

[He thinks he's more dangerous than he actually is at the present time...]

I haven't been here for very long, no.

[And he has, just barely, enough restraint to ask "what are you?" to the stranger. If he were still in Amestris, he'd know what to call him, but since he's not...]

[foolishwren]

Yeah, yelling kinda only encourages them.

_{[The voice comes from above, somewhere in the tangle of gnarled branches that blots out the sky.]}

[viliorate]

[His head snaps up towards the direction of the voice, eyes narrowing. He can't see anyone above him, and besides that, the angle is ridiculous. Who the hell would be out here climbing trees?

It makes him feel irritated and does nothing to help his anxiety.]

Who's there?

[foolishwren]

Not one of the things that's laughing.

<sub>[Yeah, she's not gonna give up her name that easily. :I]

[And for the time being, she's hidden in the shadows. She does sound just a tad amused, though.]</sub>

[viliorate]

[It's frustrating him, and it's obvious. Normally he's at least marginally capable of putting on a smug air about him, but his nerves are pretty well shot at this point.]

Show yourself.

[foolishwren]

Why should I?

_{[Dude your indignance only fuels her insatiable need to be a pain in the ass.]}

[viliorate]

[He really shouldn't be getting so crabby about this, because he'd be doing the exact same thing if the situation was reversed.]

If you don't--!

[How threatening. But there's nothing he can do about it, and he knows it. What the hell is wrong with this place, anyway, for him to lose his alchemy so suddenly?]

[notsogrimreaper]

[Ryoji has experience with the clearing, but it still never fails to set him on edge. He stumbles out of the brush near Kimbley, and for a moment, he almost thinks the newcomer is another hallucination. He seems relieved when he discovers he isn't.]

H-Hey there. You're stuck too?

[He waves a hand, belatedly realizing his claws are making his gesture less than friendly. He sticks his hands in his pockets.]

[viliorate]

[Kimbley pauses, staring at the kid, brows raised. He's still incredibly tense and anxious, but his shoulders fall slightly and he smirks in a way that is probably meant to mimic a polite smile.]

It looks that way.

[notsogrimreaper]

There’s nothing to worry about. Usually this place lets you out once it gets bored of you. You’ll find your way eventually.

[Ryoji tries to smile back, but his nerves are showing. He wonders if the newcomer will comment on his appearance…]

[viliorate]

[Really, it all depends on just how different he looks. As it is, he's barely, barely able to stop himself from saying something unkind. Kimbley is wary and lost; not quite smart enough not to pick a fight, though he's avoiding it for the moment.]

You make it sound like this forest is alive, kid.

[notsogrimreaper]

[Ryoji can’t help but chuckle at that.]

Who knows? Maybe it is. All I know is that getting lost here isn’t pleasant… but we found a way out last time.

So we’ll be fine.

[viliorate]

You'd think they'd put up signs warning people about forests that make you walk around in circles.

[He says this much too casually, like it doesn't bother him at all. like his nerves aren't completely shot and he isn't losing his patience.]

Does that mean you know the way out of here?

[undragonlike]

Excuse you, stop following me.

[There's a teenager leaning up against a tree, looking as if he knows where he is instead of the actual fact that he is completely and utterly lost just like Kimbley.]

[viliorate]

[This could easily devolve into an argument that consists entirely of "no, you", but Kimbley is in a bad enough mood that he'll skip right into hostile. His lip curls into a sneer.]

Are you one of the locals?

...No, you couldn't be. They don't like getting near me.

[undragonlike]

[He has to cover his mouth and feign coughing to hide the laugh he makes.]

I'm really sure it's not just the locals that don't like to get near you, what with that sunny disposition of yours.

[viliorate]

[The laugh earns an insolent glare, and he moves to clap his hands together reflexively before he remembers that the motion does absolutely nothing here.

It's fairly obvious that it's meant to be a threat even if it is useless, but he doesn't move to attack the kid.]

You have a lot of nerve.

[undragonlike]

Me, have nerve? Of course not! I'd never do such a thing.

[He waves his hand to accent his point and grins, looking more amused than anything. The clap was something he noticed and would have to figure out what it meant. An ability of some sort? Who knew beyond the man in front of him.]

[viliorate]

[He stares at his hands for a moment before glancing back up at the kid, his brows raised.]

Are you going to stand around here all day? I'm looking for an exit with or without you.