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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.
foolishwren: he just gave me a huge bag of weed!! (WHOA Sonic the Hedgehog is in here!)

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[personal profile] foolishwren 2014-09-21 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Street harassment has sort of become routine for those of a more monstrous nature. Maybe it was the novelty, maybe it was the danger that attracted people. Or maybe it was both.]

[Either way, Heather's been irritated with it from day one.]


Hey!

Those guys botherin' you?

[The shout comes from above, where Heather is hanging from a street-light by one dark-scaled leg, wings spread slightly awkwardly for balance. She likes hanging off of things. It's fun. :Ib]
strikingviking: (what is wrong with you)

[personal profile] strikingviking 2014-09-21 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[...That's certainly a thing.

Her brain stutters for a moment while watching the bird...girl do her thing. Astrid had come across those turning into monsters here or there, but so far she'd been more familiar with those of her batch of arrivals. The ones just starting out. Heather is definitely more impressive, to say the least.]


I can take care of it.

[Her voice, while hard, is a little off from its usual confidence, though.]
foolishwren: guess that makes me HOTTER than U (you're cooler than me??)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2014-09-23 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Impressive is... one word for it, anyway.]

[She does look pretty suave there, charcoal-black arms crossed over her chest and smug expression firmly anchored in place.]


Oh, no worries, didn't mean to imply you couldn't.

But, y'know, it's hella funny when I do it.

[She pauses to admire her talons in that faux-vain way that most people would look at their own fingernails, then buffs them off on her vest (or what's left of her vest) in the same manner.]

Bet you I can make 'em run for the hills in four seconds flat.
strikingviking: (dang right i'm cute)

[personal profile] strikingviking 2014-09-23 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Four seconds, huh?

[Now that her pride wasn't making her feel challenged, Astrid glances over to the pair that had been tailing her, who are already sharing an uncertain look.]

Huh. Well, now that's something I'd like to see.
foolishwren: GET OUTTA YO MINDS!! GET OUTTA YO M (LETS MC FREAKIN LOSE IT)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2014-09-23 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Heather grins a sharp-toothed grin.]

Then sit back and watch the master at work.

[Swinging to grab back onto the pole with one hand, she rights herself, perching on top of the post for a moment. She cracks her knuckles... and then spreads her wings and booms:]

I'M GONNA EAT YOUR EYEBALLS!

HAND 'EM OVER YOU WALKING SCHOOL LUNCHES!

[If that doesn't do the trick, what she does NEXT probably will. With a clap of feathers on air, she takes off and swoops down at the pair, talons extended and an unholy screech leaving her throat.]
strikingviking: (precious babbu)

[personal profile] strikingviking 2014-09-24 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[That enough to get Astrid to hold her breath, heart pounding even when she knows it isn't directed at her. In a way, it reminded her of a wild dragon coming in for something they decided was theirs -- that sharp focus, that intent to terrify. Still, the way the two humans howl and take off gets to that growing monster side of her, and her laughter can be heard over both their screams and Heather's shriek.]

Wow, you were right! Four seconds flat. [She wipes at her eye to clear any moisture that might have formed, grinning from ear to ear.] Thanks. They weren't feeling very threatened when my hands were only smoking.

[Magic was harder to control than she would have thought, with the initial angry bursts of flame.]
foolishwren: TWERKS like Gaston makes it werk like Gaston no one drops down that booty and JERKS like Gaston (nooooo.... OOOOOOONE....)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2014-09-24 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Swooping to a landing, Heather puts on the brakes with a powerful beat of her wings and land neatly on the sidewalk.]

[Then she folds them, turns on her heel and bows.]


Thank you, thank you, I'm here till Tuesday.

Just doin' my duty.

[AKA you're welcome, Astrid.]