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TEST DRIVE MEME
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:
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. |
2!
Those stupid woods.
As much as they provided a certain level of shelter and security for those of a more, ahem, monstrous persuasion... they also just flat-out sucked. Like, there was really no argument anybody could make against that. Lager Woods is literally the pits, as Jasmine has no doubt realized at this point.
FORTUNATELY FOR HER, something else is coming her way. Something that knows its way around.
Unfortunately, that something may not be in any state to get her out of there any time soon.
"INCOMING! AAAAAAAAAAAUGGHHH!"
A cacophony of snapping tree branches explodes overhead as something comes hurtling downwards towards the ground, accompanied by a shower of leaves and snapped twigs. That something is a large bundle of semi-iridescent black feathers, and it lands in a heap about ten feet ahead of Jasmine.
WHAT DO?
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But when a bird-woman comes falling out of the sky? There's screaming.
It's short and sharp as she shrank away. But then the moment receded and Jasmine slowly approached the hunk of what might have been a person once.
"Are.. You all right?"
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And then, abruptly, a set of dark-feathered wings unfurl as the girl rolls herself over, pointing two hook-taloned hands up at the canopy.
"HAH!"
There is a grotesque, rumbling snort from above, and then the beating of leathery wings as something-- something else-- turns and flies away.
"Yeah, you'd BETTER run! Whoo!"
Flopping backward, the girl-- because it IS a girl, albeit one that's covered in feathers-- crows with laughter, one birdlike foot still extended into the air-- something shiny is clasped in it.
And then she notices Jasmine.
"Oh, hey!"
WHAT'S UP.