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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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[When Yukio DOESN'T smack him away, or draw a gun, or otherwise do anything to stop him, Rin brings his other hand up and touching Yukio with both of them. His hands are weird, with soft, leathery pads and fluffy fur. He squishes Yukio's face and pulls at his ears, testing to see if he was really real.

And he was. He was really there. Flooded with relief, Rin throws his arms around Yukio and buries his face in his shoulder. Sorry, little bro, but you're not going to get any answers right away]

Yukio! It is you! You're real, you're here! I can't... wait...

[the hug is short-lived, and Rin holds on to Yukio's shoulders. He was here. He was real. And that meant--]

You're here! Shit. Fuck. Damn! You... did they drag you out of the ocean too? Were you all covered with scratches? Please say no. Please say you just found your way here to rescue me. Please.

[There's pleading in Rin's eyes, slight panic showing in the way his ears are pinned back. He has to know. Then he can explain everything, but he has to know how Yukio got here]

[ he takes the treatment he gets with the proverbial grain of salt – though really, it just further proves that it is his brother standing in front of him, and not a poor humanoid imitation. those hands – paws? – feel strange as they touch and pull and squish, and the fur tickles just the slightest bit when it brushes against his skin, but he still doesn't push rin away.

he's really real. and he's convinced that his brother is very much the same, even though there are unending questions to which he's sure he'll find no immediate answers swimming around in the forefront of his mind, all fighting for attention at once.

and when the other wraps his arms around him, buries his face against his shoulder, yukio can only respond in kind, allowing himself to slump just slightly against rin's frame, chin resting on his shoulder as a small little smile sees fit to curve about the line of his mouth.

answers can wait.

his gaze remains as calm as he can make it, though his teal eyes widen just the faintest bit when that barrage of questions comes. he wants to be able to give the sort of answers rin wants – because with the way those eyes are trained on him, hopeful, desperate, he wants to hear anything but the truth that will soon come out of his mouth – and it hurts to have to duck his head, shake it slowly. ]

I wish I could tell you that. [ he really, really does. you have no idea how much he does. ] I woke up in a hospital soaked to the bone, covered scrapes and scratches, and … [ he pauses, finally lifting his head again. ] With absolutely no memory of how I'd gotten here.

[He was afraid of that. He was so afraid of that. Rin feels his heart sink into his gut like a lead weight, a chill running down hi entire spine. As Yukio tells him the truth, the horrible truth, Rin shakes his head, disbelieving, his hands now back at his sides, though slightly extended]

No. No... That's...

[Rin's worried, panicked face changes to a fierce snarl, lips drawn back over predatory fangs. Dammit, no! He turns and slashes wih his claws at the nearest object in sheer frustration. It happens to be a tree, thank goodness, and he leaves deep, parallel gashes in the bark. He slumps against the tree, leaning his forehead against it.]

Why. Dammit, why? [Why his little brother? Why? He scrubs his face with a paw, then turns back to look at Yukio, having run the gamut of emotions from hopeful, to panicked, to furious, and ending up on weary] Sorry, bro. I bet you want an explanation, huh? I don't really have a good one. All I can tell you is that this-- [he gestures to his body] -- eventually happens to everyone who got yanked out of the ocean. [dammit. He couldn't protect Yukio from what was bound to happen. He couldn't stop what was going to happen]

[ he could have lied. he could have said that he was there to rescue his brother, to bring him home – get them both back to where they belong – but it wouldn't have lasted forever. lies never last when the truth shines through so much brighter, and even if it had meant seeing that expression of worry disappear from rin's face for the smallest moment, having to come clean about it later would have only made it worse in the long run.

still, he hadn't wanted to say it. hadn't wanted to burst the other's bubble so quickly after seeing him so thrilled to have found him in the first place.

yukio watches that change of mood, the way rin lashes out and takes his aggression out on the tree and the deep gouges that are left in the bark. and he stays quiet as he runs through his emotions. the anger, the fear, the panic. all the way back to the beginning, that weariness that he can see stretching all through him, and that almost hurts more than having to tell him the truth about how he'd come to be here. ] Rin … [ he might still want answers, but not when you're like this, brother. not when he's worried about keeping you calm, and not only because of your penchant for a temper.

he closes the distance between them again, reaching out to curl a hand over his shoulder. a chance to be reassuring, or at least he hopes. ] It's okay.

[ or, he's going to try to make sure it is. ] How long have you been here? [ or rather, how long does he have to figure out how to stop all of this from happening? and how to fix you? ]

[when it came down to it, the truth was better than a lie. At least now, Rin knew what he could expect. He knew that when terrible things started happening to Yukio, he would know why. He would know exactly what it was.

Rin holds out hope that maybe, just maybe, Yukio wasn't affected. That the Fog God hadn't poisoned him like he had all the others. But in the lizard part of his brain, Rin knows better. He can smell it on Yukio, just as strongly as any of the others that had arrived with him. The Fog God's taint.

With a hand on his shoulder, Rin leans forward again, ears flat against his head and his wings and tails drooped. He looks tired.] It's anything but ok, Yukio. It... it makes you do... [he glances at his kill from the side, then buries his face again] really awful things. [how long had he been here? How long? Rin has to think about it, biting at his bottom lip] Um... two months? About that. Wait.... [Rin back away a bit, just so he can look Yukio in the face, ears quirked at curious angles. Something else was off about all this] You didn't notice I had vanished right in the middle of our mission?

[ well, there is that, at least. and with the knowledge that as long as he stays here the change is inevitable, at least … well, no. he can't think about that. because while rin might know exactly what's going on here, he doesn't want to have him watch as he slowly changes into something else.

or maybe not-so-slowly. he still doesn't know how long it takes for whatever this is to progress. or how it will even manifest. ( thoughts that he can't help from surfacing despite the way they make his stomach drop right out of him. not wanting to think about something, ignoring it doesn't make it any less plausible, or any less real. )

he's quiet as rin thinks, seems to be fighting himself for an answer that he can't quite grasp. two months? how could he … no. that can't be right. yukio's eyes narrow as he slowly shakes his head, giving his brother's shoulder a lingering squeeze before withdrawing his hand completely. ] Mission?

[ the word leaves his mouth as something disjointed, like he really doesn't understand the concept. ]

What mission?

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