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RYSLIG - MODS ([personal profile] rysligmods) wrote in [community profile] graveyardsmash2014-09-20 12:15 pm

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.

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.
eventhandler: (i failed to see the flaws)

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-21 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Here they are, indeed. The last two living souls and here they are, stuck in another world, turning, changing, into something they can't control.]

[He folds his arms with a frown, staring at her before she gestures to her own eyes. Of course, he understands what she means. She's inquiring about his eyes, his...eyes. At least they're not red. Maybe. Not yet. It reminds him too much of what happened to his city.]


It's just...[A sigh. Again, he has to start again.] It's nothing. Well, not really nothing, I know that. I'm kidding. Kidding myself... ["You're turning into a monster, you're going to be like what had happened to those with the sickness at home, you remember, yes, how they had been changed, rearranged, red and white and more pure?", he thinks.] It's happening too soon. Happening, happening, happening...and we can't stop it.

[The momentary anger passes on his face, replaced by a sort of sorrowful resignation. Doomed to forever change, cities, and people, over and over again...]

Isn't that right, Red...?
silentcrash: (flood())

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-21 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
[That's it. There's why she hasn't turned her back.

She sighs and bows her head, turning her palms up in a helpless gesture: I know. It got me too. (She looked like Sybil, this past fog. Like Sybil had looked at the Empty Set, just before the Process took her over completely.)

The hum is laced with siren song now, suggesting calm, be quiet, come closer. It might or might not work now that his change has started; she lifts her head again, watches him closely, gauging his reaction.]
eventhandler: (to force the hand of nature)

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't seen her, in the fog. Something tells him that he doesn't want to. She's like...a constant. A reminder. Something that shouldn't change. To see her fully transform would be...disconcerting, to say the least. Like an "x" becoming a "y" becoming an imaginary number, throwing the whole system out of sync.]

[He nods at the gesture, leaning forward and placing his hands together (the claws tick tack against each other as he does so, which makes him sigh). Her humming is...calming. Whether it's because of the siren's song, or because he finally has something other to focus on than what's happening to him...for once, he's silent. For once, the flow of words has stopped, just for a moment. There's still the occasional jitter of a leg or a tapping of a finger against another (his body doesn't want to stay still, it never does), but it's....better, somehow.]

[Better is always welcome. Always. Anything better than this.]
silentcrash: (delay())

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-22 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
[That's more like it. In a way, Royce is easier to deal with when he's being a frustrating math zombie. It's too strange seeing him vulnerable; a jarring change in key.

Maybe it just gets in the way of resenting him. Hey, Red isn't perfect.

She takes a step closer, still giving him his space (she doesn't especially want to get in his space, anyway) but wanting a closer look at those scales. Larger and rougher than her own: reptilian, not piscine, matching his eyes. Another snake monster, then?

She stops humming and mouths, "Too soon?" The timing is about the same as the first group to wash up. A month of nothing, then the fog brought the change on. So what does he mean?]
Edited 2014-09-22 03:43 (UTC)
eventhandler: Made by askmeinthecountry on tumblr! (and i played god)

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-23 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's easier to behave like something is foreign and alien to you if you don't share any traits with it.]

[The humming stops and he looks back over at her, looking a little surprised that she's now closer...though, with that searching look, he can guess as to what she was looking at. Again, he adjusts his collar, as if somehow he can just cover the signs of his inevitable change and pretend they don't exist.]

[Too soon, she says...or, well, doesn't say. He frowns.]


I just thought...I'm doing research, you see. With some of the others. They're brilliant minds, very brilliant, from their worlds. We are, ah, trying to stop the change, the process as best as we can. With our...efforts.

[A shake of the head.]

I thought we would make a breakthrough, but...so far nothing has happened. And it seems like it's happening faster than I believe...or maybe, I just am not keeping track of time...? It's a possibility.
silentcrash: (turn())

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-23 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eyebrow raise. Only a possibility? If she were a betting woman, she'd lay a nice chunk of change on that being a certainty.

She withdraws some notepaper and a chewed pencil from her little purse. It's rare to catch Red without something to write with these days.]


It's been a month.
eventhandler: (we looked so hard)

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
It has...? What?

[His eyebrows zoom up at that, his look almost startled, like a deer in headlights. Has it been that long? No, hahaha, it must not have been, the last time he checked only a week and a half, 12 days, to be precise, had passed, and...]

[He never checked it again. He should have checked it. Time flies ever so fast, and doesn't stop to wait for someone like him, mired in a million threads of thought.]

[He lets out a frustrated groan, more at himself than anything else, and buries his face in his hands.]


I...how could I...I didn't...

["I didn't know."]
silentcrash: (turn())

i am the most serious tagger

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-24 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[She sighs and shakes her head. Royce, how did you survive for thirty-seven years?]

It went by fast.

[Cautiously, she reaches out to tap him on the shoulder with a blunted claw. Hey, quit facepalming and read this note.]
eventhandler: Made by askmeinthecountry on tumblr! (we looked so long)

i am also a very serious tagger

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-24 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Too many cigarettes for one man to smoke, lots of math, little social interaction, and worshipping flash drive swords in a scientific way made him survive for thirty-seven years, apparently.]

[He lets out a grumble when she taps him, raising his head just to see what she's wrote, and...]

[Well, he gives her a look which could only be equivalent to "NO SHIT, SHERLOCK".]
silentcrash: (nope())

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-24 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[She rolls her eyes, taking a step back. Always good to see her sympathy is appreciated.]

Are you going

[None of them are going to be "okay", are they... She hurriedly erases that and starts over.]

Let me know if anything happens.

[With the research, with his changes. Either way. Shame about RSDOS not having something so basic as private messages, but she's sure he'll figure out something.]
Edited 2014-09-24 05:00 (UTC)
eventhandler: Made by askmeinthecountry on tumblr! (and i played god)

[personal profile] eventhandler 2014-09-24 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
...I will. You'll be, ah, one of the first to know.

[Not because of any friendship concerns, really. Mostly because, well, as mentioned before, she's a constant. The other living person from Cloudbank here.]

[Their previous grievances against each other had to be set aside to deal with the problem now.]


You'll be one of the first...
silentcrash: (delay())

[personal profile] silentcrash 2014-09-24 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Her thoughts exactly. The day she starts thinking of Royce Bracket as a friend will be a strange one indeed.

She nods and puts pencil and paper away. That... seems to cover it, really, but she waits awkwardly for a moment before she makes to leave.]