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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. |
SHE HAS MARKED THEM, THEY ARE HERS NOW
Throwing insults at someone who you want something back from.
Not a good move.
[She sits, almost daintily, wings still spread slightly for balance so she doesn't just topple off. Her hands are occupied, but as the marble-sized asphalt block comes soaring up to meet her, she snaps it up in her toes, which are now as dextrous as her hands. Something she had to get used to, but now it's pretty cool.]
Good aim, though.
Here, catch!
[Aaaand she throws it back down at him. :I]
WE'LL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT YOU FEATHERY FREAK
He is a soldier! A Scout! And he's not afraid of birds!
Or heights
He looks at the telephone pole, noticing that there are metal bars stuck into the tarred wood at regular intervals. No doubt a way to climb the poles for service. Eren quickly starts scrambling up the pole with surprising quickness. Sure, she could probably just fly away, but there had to be points awarded for tenacity]
GODDAMN THESE PANCAKES ARE DELICIOUS
[So she settles for watching him.]
... Man, you must have gotten an A in gym class.
[As he nears the upper third or so of the post, she decides he needs to be rewarded. Picking a strip of lukewarm bacon out of the sandwich, she holds it out and drops it in the general direction of his face.]
[HERE U GO.]
YOUUU BIIIITTTCCCCCHHHHH
Shut up!
[of course, the bacon lands right on his face with a "splat". It was one of those unfortunate pieces, the victim of an uneven pan; floppy on one end and perfectly crispy on the other.
Well, he's not going to through away bacon, even if it was an annoying bird lady throwing it at him. He gobbles it down and keeps climbing]
4GIV ME PADRE FOR I HAVE SINNED
[She can't fault him for it-- you gotta take food where you can get it, man. But she is amused.]
Nuh-uh.
[She pulls another ingredient out and drops it-- this time it's the fried egg.]