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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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Scenario One

[ What's the deal with becoming human? Second of all, what's the deal with being launched from space straight back into the world with no real reason as to why? Wheatley's just been discharged from his hospital room after having having a bit of a fit with his IV's. See, apparently, some people a couple months ago woke up and tore theirs right out in a hurry. The once personality core didn't see the helpful sign they'd put up so people would avoid that, and ripped his right out.

Had nurses rushing in after him and everything. Nothing was wrong, mind, but he did get awfully fussy about getting them put back in again.

Where were we? Right... no idea what's going on. Absolutely none at all. Given that there's no real robot hell, there is little reason to believe in robot reincarnation. Which means his first theory on why he's got a body is right out.

Wheatley's first bonafide action as a human being is to wave. Arms are fantastic. So he doesn't stop. He waves down a person just across from him and strides up, using his distinctly thin and wobbly new human legs to do so. Pleased to find his vocal chords presently intact and sounding much like his robotic voice, he launches into a greeting-assault to the nearest passerby-he-just-waved-into-submission. ]

Have you noticed how lucky we are to have arms? I could completely get used to it. Fingers are a bit hard to control, but nothing somebody can't master. And might I say, it is really, really interesting to suddenly smell things. I can't tell one thing from another at all, but...

[ He sniffs at the poor person he's flagged down, probably you. Unceremoniously. ]

You smell... interesting! All right then, keep that up!

Scenario Three (harpy)

[ If there was ever a word for becoming something you're terrified of, like a fancy, eerily specific German word, Wheatley could have benefited from knowing it right about now.

His new form was a little strange, for starters. All black feathers, except for a little ringlet of bright neon blue around his eyes. The contrast was stark, but familiar. Being able to fly was a keen perk, too, despite being fairly bad at it. Sure, he'd collide with the occasional tree, stumble to an unusually rough landing. But there was a sense to being above it all that really... made him feel like he was above it all. Like the good old days.

Better put a quarter in the jar for calling it the good old days.

Anyway, he's seated in a perch in the Lager woods, listening to the birdcalls and idly tweeting a few back. When the flock responds and comes near, though, some old reflexes kick in in a most startling way. ]

Ahh, get away! Immediately, shoo!!

Edited 2014-09-20 05:05 (UTC)

[Mist is relatively new here as well, and seeing someone so enthusiastically waving at her is--well, it's sort of nice, actually. She even waves back! The questions don't really phase her either, at least up 'til he sniffs her. Can't help being sort of confused at that.]

Um, thank you! I'm glad I don't smell bad....and now that you mention it, it'd be hard to do gardening without fingers to hold the watering can, wouldn't it?

[She wiggles her fingers experimentally.]

I wonder what life would be like if we had fins instead?

[wowowowow, Wheatley you're special. Luckily Leia is also pretty special so she's more excited by all this talk of 'gee wiz, arms are swell']

Huh... Yeah! You're totally right, I guess I hadn't thought about how cool it is to have arms--

[eeeeeek. She pauses though at the smelling. Personal... space... is nice...]

Uh... thank you?

Edited 2014-09-20 18:51 (UTC)

_{[So in her time as a Bird Monster (tm), Heather has seen a fairly impressive variety of other Bird Monsters (tm).]

[But that?]

[That she has never seen.]

[When Wheatley calms down from his... uh... display, he will see another harpy sitting in the tree across from him. With this face.]}

... What the hell.

[Ryoji gives a small squeak as he's approached by the flailing man. He understands bodies are nice to have, but he really doesn't see the need to react like that. It's a little creepy. And the sniffing doesn't help.]

Um, thanks? I guess I'm glad I still smell nice...

[Never mind he's got scales all over his body and vicious-looking claws.]

You must be new here. Did you... not have arms before?

[Red probably smells like the sea (given the conspicuous, spiny fins on her arms, it's no wonder), and being someone who enjoys her personal space, she is far from okay with being sniffed by a random stranger. Who even does that?

She takes a big step back, looking at him with an expression that asks "are you high?" If she could speak, that would be on the short list of things to say to this.]

[ She had just gotten her Facility back. It hadn't even been twenty four hours after she'd rid herself of the two lunatics that were hell-bent on not only destroying her, but her facility.

One of them, she shot into space. Deep deep dark space, with no hope of ever returning. It wasn't quite what she had planned. It was a lot kinder than Android Hell. But at least that moron was gone from the Facility, forever, and that was the important thing.

The second one, she'd released. She had meant it, when she said that this particular mute lunatic was hard to kill. Not emotionally, of course. But practically. Trying to kill her had only wound up with her own death and, even worse, being put in a potato.

And so, finally, she was alone and could continue her science. In peace.

That is, of course, when she woke up here. Soaking wet. In a human body.

After learning how her own motor skills operate (or, relearning, perhaps, considering Caroline), she found herself in a hallway, being babbled at, by an idiot. Or, perhaps, as she realizes she recognizes that voice...

a moron.

And so, once he finishes whatever it was he was saying -- to her back nonetheless. Was he so stupid that he couldn't realize he wasn't talking to her, but at her? That's a rhetorical question. Of course he is -- she turns around.

The white hair, he might not be able to recognize. But the eyes? The bright, glowing yellow eyes? That, if nothing else, should be familiar. ]

What was that, metal ball?

TEST DRIVE MEME

Wheatley | Portal 2

one!

one!

omfg that is the most perfect bird for him ever

One!

one!

oh god, i just couldn't not, i'm so sorry