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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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instead of just crouching, she flat out sits next to the girl, dirt sticking to her saltwater-wet clothes. the look on her face still holds a certain blankness, but she seems to be coming to, somewhat. ]
Are we dead? That...would be the logical conclusion, wouldn't it?
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she nods when she's finally up, her oversized antlers cutting paths through the air as she does. ]
It's not that way for everyone else. I've only found a few others...
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[ well, no, she doesn't, really. she simply sits there for a moment, focusing on regulating her breathing, to bringing herself back to some semblance of "functioning being". ]
...I'm sorry for my reaction. I realize that -- ... it was inappropriate.
[ though, technically, it was probably a pretty damn appropriate reaction, all things considered. "waking up" in a strange environment just after death and seeing one of the few people you considered close to a friend -- who had just killed you! -- as a monstrous creature is rather worthy of shock and panic.
but if this really is still madoka, she deserves better than that sort of mess. she deserves the same love and nurturing mami's always wanted to give her, twisted body or not. ]
Are the others here?
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[ she must look pretty awful, huh? all twisted and misshapen like this. and that's not even counting the grime and what's left of the dried blood. (she'd tried to get some of it off with creek water, but there's only so much she can do about that without having to look in a mirror...)
she tries to stop thinking about her appearance and answer mami's other questions. ]
We're the only ones. [ a hesitation, and she goes on- ] It's been almost two months for me. I kept an eye out for the others, but when people stopped showing up I figured they'd be safe...
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[ mami repeats that bit quietly to herself, letting it fully sink in. madoka has been here, alone, in a strange word and strange form, for two months. as selfish as it is, mami almost feels like she's failed in not being there for her. she breathes, deep, in out in out, to soothe herself. there's a silence that stretches on as she searches for...something.
information and getting her bearings can come later. madoka comes first. ]
Do you need help getting washed off? Being clean always helps me feel better.
[ though, in her case, it doesn't usually involve cleaning off dirt and grime, it's a nice hot bubble-bath, but she'll do what she can for the girl. she's sinking relatively easily back into the role she's set for herself, letting her panic and dread take a backseat, as always. ]
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but- but being clean does sound nice. the more she thinks about it, the nicer it sounds. maybe she can prioritize getting clean just this once, and then talk some with mami. after all, she probably looks weird and awful like this, right? ]
That... sounds really nice. [ and her voice hitches a bit as she says it, because even though she can't shake the feeling that this isn't how she should be treating mami - she shouldn't be letting her do this, she should be helping her - she wants to look almost normal again, so badly. ] Are you sure that's okay?
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Of course I'm sure. You'll need to show me where it's best to, though. I'm afraid I don't quite know my way around yet.
[ god, yes, please, take her mind off it. let her slip comfortably into the person she's designed for herself, what feels good while still being beneficial to others, not this messy burden. ]
it literally just occured to me that i've been writing them in the forest this thread IS THAT OK...
[ and even though she's not quite comfortable with it, the prospect of finally being clean is too much to pass up. ]
There's a creek near here. [ and she can still hear it, too - hear the burble of running water, much farther than she should be able to. ] Can you- are you okay with walking?
fine w/me!
That's fine. Show the way and I'l follow.
[ and try not to gape at the massive protrusions on your head, madoka, or the way your limbs have stretched. ]