TEST DRIVE MEME

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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.

Comments

[antemeridian]

[ She'd assumed he wasn't from here, given that the people of this place--Ryslig?--would rather avoid her than not. If they'd known of what she was previously, that might have been explainable, but as she is now she's hardly different from any other human.

(This is ignoring the small, subtle things she's noticed as of late, like an aversion to sunlight.)

The only people willing to approach her were others in the same situation. Given the nature of the rumors she'd heard back in the city, it wasn't impossible to put two and two together, even if she isn't entirely sure of her guess. His confusion makes her frown slightly. It is possible she might have been too hasty. ]

You... are one of the ones who woke up here, are you not?

[theotherpromise]

[So she did figure it out. His shoulders slacken as he relaxes some; he'll always feel a little more comfortable around people in the same situation as him instead of the natives, even if he doesn't trust anyone entirely.]

Yeah. [(His hair probably made that pretty obvious, lbr.)] You too? ...But you look like you haven't changed at all.

[antemeridian]

[ She shakes her head a little in answer, letting her grip on the bow go slack. ] I haven't been here long. I will assume their onset happens over a greater period of time.

[ But that also means these symptoms won't be so easily dismissible-- Homura had been attributing those disproportionate flashes of insult and defensiveness over what's hers to simply stress, or something of the sort, causing her to not keep as tight a hold on her thoughts and emotions (and so every time only resolved to control herself better), but now she looks back on each incident with a more critical eye. Maybe the fault didn't lay with her, but... no, it all has to do with her control in the end, regardless of the cause.

(Homura wouldn't know it herself, nor would Roxas, but her eye colour has lightened several shades since the fog first came in.) ]

...I wasn't expecting it to be so drastic, myself. Are there worse aspects of the transformation besides just the physical?

[ you know, anything like an uncontrollable desire to curse the world or something like that. ]

[theotherpromise]

[She just arrived here? He's never met anyone else who had come from a later time than he did. They were finding more people in the ocean now? If that was what really brought them here, anyway. And that would mean that even more people are becoming infected with whatever this is. Roxas's brows furrow, blinking his gaze downward. He can only tell her what he knows, even if that truth is anything but savory.

...Except. He winces slightly at her last question, his chin ducking down towards his collarbone. Does he have to tell her about that? How maybe you don't turn into some mustache-twirling villain bent on world domination, but that there are some changes in your psyche that can make you forget everything, even who you are, for your hunger? That, if you stay here long enough, you might end up killing someone? That no matter how many bones of the fish from Vandare's port you pick clean, nothing will sate your appetite until-

He keeps doing this, and he really has to stop. When he looks back at Homura, he seems sad. If she were transforming, with blood and bones and all, suppressing his hunger would have been harder. Roxas doesn't want to kill. And he won't kill her.]

The transformation's different for almost everybody. [Which is true.] And we've got a lot of ways of dealing with what's happening. But it always gets worse with the fog. Sometimes it hits and nothing happens, but not usually. ...People can lose themselves when it gets bad.