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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. |
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[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]
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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.]
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[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.
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[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.
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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.]
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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.]
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[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.]