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.

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[flaya]

Aye, far better now with you at my side.

[His arm snakes around her waist to hold her close, pinning her body to his as his clawed fingers dig into her corset to exert a sharp pressure on her belly. If she carries his heir within her, there may be salvation for her yet. His boots patter against the cobblestone as he steps forward, steering her ahead.]

Come now, Arya. I've made some semblance of a home here, and you must be in need of a bath.

[flayling]

[There is a dread that comes over her as she feels him pressing into her. but it is a dread she has already lived with since the moment Petyr Baelish had sent her north, to wed the Bolton bastard. Hope is not something she has come to rely on, and certainly not with him, but his words at least have her shoulders dropping. He is giving her a kindness, and while she does not want to lean on it, too easily it could be snatched away, but it is a bright spot to the situation she now finds herself.]

You are a kind husband, Lord Ramsay. [There is no irony to her words, just a sort of numbness that she tries to soothe her fears with. Her feet barely make a sound, even on the cold cobblestone. Even in his cloak she looks as if a good wind would have her blown away.]

[flaya]

[This Arya was always meant to be little more than a puppet and she plays the role well even here, soothing him with flattery he knows better than to believe. Sweet words have never been offered to his ilk unless accompanied by a threat from his lips. Hearing her call him by his title is a familiar comfort, reminding him of just how far he's risen back home.] As I've always been and always will be. You no longer need fear anything now.

[flayling]

[Except him, except this place. Her eyes scan her surroundings as he guides her to this place he's called home. His words bring an irony with them, the lies as practiced as the ones she sweetly sang him. But pampering his ego may cause a better night for her. She knows how much his title means to him, the legitimized bastard now the heir to Winterfell. It seems so wrong to even think those things. But there is none to save Winterfell like there is none to save her.]

What-- what would I fear here? If I had not you, I mean. [For if Ramsay feared anything truly, perhaps she should rethink her priorities.]