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.

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England | Axis Powers: Hetalia | OTA

[keepscalm]

scenario two ❧

[He's very confident in forests; he'd spent much of his early life hiding in them, after all, and these days he still rather likes gardening. Vandare is full of people that are friendly in a way that grates on him. Almost like they pity the new arrivals, at least from his point of view. And he hates to be pitied. The forest, on the other hand, has no social obligations attached to it. It wouldn't hurt to further familiarise himself with these new surroundings and maybe find something helpful that can't be found on civilised land.

So, basically, England is lost. It was daytime when he entered the forest, but now the only light filtering through the trees comes from the moon.

He deigns to move as stealthily as possible once he hears the distant laughter of children. There have been enough ghosts in his lifetime for him to think better of a nighttime encounter with a child in the woods. A fairly sturdy bit of branch found on the forest floor now serves as his main line of defense, clutched in his right hand in preparation to be used as a club.

All in all, he looks pretty ridiculous tiptoeing through the brush like some kind of paranoid loon. But it's not like he anticipates having friendly company.]

[vytis]

[He does look a little silly, but Lithuania can't really blame him for that--though the branch is given a very scrutinizing sort of look, it obviously came from the forest floor and wasn't pulled off of a tree. Lithuania hasn't been lost in the forests in over a month now, so helping England comes to mind first--but second is not getting clubbed in the head, and so he hangs back and speaks before he's seen.]

England? [Lithuania's voice sounds the same as it always has, and he's grateful for that. He still elects to stay back for the moment, though.] When did you get here?

[keepscalm]

[He knows the voice, but the suddenness of it still startles him. England whirls on his heel to face the direction that it comes from, but he can't see anyone, just more trees upon trees. He doesn't swing the branch yet, but it's brandished at his side as he searches the surrounding area.] Lithuania? Where the hell are you?

[He either opts not to answer the question or forgets that it was asked in his suspicion. For all England knows, this could be a trick! And he doesn't want to make conversation with fake nations.]

[vytis]

[Lithuania counts not having been attacked yet as a plus, even if he hasn't come out from hiding. He's going to have to, though--which is going to be awkward.]

Over here. I, ah--you're not going to hit me with that, are you? [The stick, that is.] I look... Odd, right now.

[Understatement. With Lithuania speaking so much, though, it's probably possible for England to spot the outline of Lithuania's head and two green eyes watching him. They're very green.]

[keepscalm]

[England fixes his eyes in the direction that Lithuania, or the Lithuania-illusion, has specified. He squints a bit in an attempt to sharpen the image of the forest that's been dulled in the poor lighting, but still, all he sees is the verdant green of the foliage.

...probably? He sees something incredibly green. It's probably just the moonlight on some leaves.

He spares a glance at the branch in his hand and then turns his attention back to Lithuania.] Only if you hit me first. What do you mean you look odd?

[vytis]

This place--did something, and-- [Lithuania steps out into the moonlight carefully, revealing what he specifically means by "odd". The tendrils, at least, are mostly covered by his shirt, although the bottoms peak out at the bottom of the shirt. His skin is bright green.]

I'm like this.

[keepscalm]

[England takes a few urgent steps back when Lithuania comes into view, shock on his face and his arm raising in reflex to prepare to attack or defend, despite being out of range.] Good lord!

You— you're a plant. [His reaction probably gives Lithuania a ballpark on how long he's been here. Not long enough to have personally run in to many monsters.]

[vytis]

[Lithuania holds up his hands to indicate he's not carrying anything. The response is easily enough to peg England as new to the peninsula, of course.]

A little bit? Everyone's been turning into different--creatures. I know the way out of the forest, and you look a little lost, so I thought I'd offer to help.

[keepscalm]

[England keeps his makeshift club raised slightly as he scrutinises Lithuania and his new...appendages. The ones coming off his back look like something England has seen in Australia, but he can't put a name to the bizarre-looking things.

He narrows his eyes and frowns, still obviously wary of the other nation's claims.] Tell me something Lithuania would know. Who's your boss?

[vytis]

Dalia Grybauskaitė is my president and Algirdas Butkevičius is my prime minister. [He might as well be thorough about assuaging England's apparent concerns about weird plant doppelgangers. He can't blame England for this sort of worry, considering how Lithuania knows he looks right now.]

[keepscalm]

[England absorbs Lithuania's answer for a few seconds. Then, slowly, he relaxes his defensive stance and lets his hands fall back to his sides, his expression sceptical but his face slightly turned away from Lithuania, slightly sheepish at apparently having been found by the real Lithuania.] ...all right.

I'm not lost, mind you. It's just better to have a companion for this kind of exploration. [He is definitely lost, and that is his way of agreeing to let Lithuania lead him out.]