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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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[There's only so far that you can go in this town (he's learned) without coming across someone who wants to go home. Good luck trying to convince this guy that it's a good idea. The minute it was explained he crawled into a hole in the bar and has been drinking for a good hour and a half. There's a faint glimmer of light across one cheek - revealing a nasty scar.

Occasionally the bartender looks about to approach him - before losing their nerve and wandering away.]

TWO/THREE - Arachne/Scorpion:

[He hasn't honestly been okay since the fog. Time to admit that now.

First it was the sounds, the echoing sounds, the people moving around beside his room. Then it was the day his teeth fell out and he'd pricked his finger on his own tooth- drawing blood and a thick greenish goo. His nails had sharpened and the vibrations, the vibrations were the worst part of it.

No, scratch that. The worst part were what he was examining now. The growing raised lumps on his left and right side. The increasing weakness in his legs. And the hunger.

He's not afraid. He's terrified. The only time he'd been afraid before was as a child. Easy to detest weakness. Easy to despise weakness. Whatever was happening was changing him into something else entirely.

He scratched desperately at his left side, drawing blood and bits of flesh, before he withdrew his fingers and slipped the T-shirt back on. It was getting to the point that nothing fit, pants, shirt, even his shoes felt numb. It was easy to stumble. He's losing his human shape by the day (day? Some moments it felt like hour.) and he needed to know what he was becoming.

He'd been propping open a window to the hospital for days now, initially crawling in with ease. The past few days it had become more difficult. The raised bumps at his side making it hard to squeeze through quietly. He's always been big. Just never...this big.

Once he's inside however there's a slight crash and he freezes, quiet and silent...

Before he begins to pick up the items he knocked down on the floor. Another disturbing trait. John had said a place for everything but this was ridiculous. Satisfied they were in order he opened the door and began to roam.]

[Caroline Caldwell would much prefer a proper lab, though if the Breakdown (calling it "zombie apocalypse" would have been too cheesy, apparently) in her own world had taught her something, it's how to make do. She could do much, much worse than this hospital.

It's odd, how that is her first concern. The changes in herself she notes with a mixture of fascination, agony, and a remote kind of acceptance. She still has her mind. Her eyes may be snake-like, she may have grown fangs, she is most definitely venomous, and lately, every step is utterly painful, but her mind is still with her.

... Or completely lost and this is just one long, elaborate hallucination.

Be that as it may.

Usually, when she hears something within the hospital at this time of day, she withdraws into the morgue. This time, curiosity gets the best of her. Curiosity and the hope that it's someone, one of the new arrivals, who is too injured to put up much of a fight, thus a great source for some samples. She's spent twenty years on trying to find a way to stop Ophiocordyceps, she can just as well spend twenty more on an attempt to cure whatever this is.

She finds him soon enough, though in disturbingly good health (read: definitely not close enough to death for her to handle), and so she has to give up on her initial plan. More's the pity. Still, he's here, he most likely wouldn't be if he wasn't infected, so why not approach him with better intentions, anyway?]

Is there something you need?

[On first glance, she looks like every other doctor would. Hair up, lab coat, all clean, all as it should be.

But when she spoke, her fangs showed, her eyes are undeniably those of a snake, and her fingernails aren't nails, but a crocodile's claws. So... maybe not quite like every other doctor.]

Edited 2014-09-22 00:07 (UTC)

[The nice thing about his fangs is that they're retractable. From what he's read about scorpion mandibles they can retract easily. It looks like he's got cotton balls in a bad way, but he can get by. Even if he starts to speak with a slight slur.]

...Got lost.

[his hands raise, his own claws there, slightly blunter and there are patches of hard material on his hands. His mouth twists in a frown.]

This isn't the gift shop. [Sarcasm rose to the surface.

TEST DRIVE MEME

Mark Hoffman | SAW | OTA

second option! have a naga. c:

:3 yes good.