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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: 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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See? [ She smiles again, with a little flash of fangs. ] It's not that bad! This place is really big, it'd be no fun to run around if you couldn't see in the dark.

[ Exploration of spooky, monster-ridden wilderness: a shared hobby. ]

Yeah...I guess that's true.

[He'd explored this forest already, and had gotten terribly lost. Maybe now he'll have a better chance at not losing his way quite so badly.]

Yeah! [ He doesn't seem extra scared, at least; that's good! She crinkles her nose at him, considering. ]

Do... you live out here? [ It's not a weird question when she's used to living in a cave. ] Or back in the town? I could help you get back so nothing big or mean gives you a hard time!

[ Of course she knows the way. She's a master tracker, duh, what could go wrong. ]

Well....I was staying in an abandoned house, near town. Once....all this started...

[He glances back down at himself; at his exposed ribcage.]

I ran away, into the forest here.

[ Was. ] Are you not going back?

[ She sees the long wet lines of his ribs. The undead weren't common in her area, at home, but it was still a fact of life, and...

It's creepy that he's so normal (too nice, helpless; cute) when he looks like a dead thing, but it doesn't gross her out. Too many years of killing, cleaning prey. She shifts closer in the dead leaves, within an arm's length, and then fidgets. ]

Do you want me to look? [ Even if the wounds are a weird, wrong kind. ]

...I don't know.

[Dipper then notices her staring at his chest, and he has to resist the urge to move his arms up to hide the bones. Every now and then the wind will blow and send a strange chill through his already cold body, a hollow sound issuing from the gaps in the ribs.

He glances back up at Nepeta without moving his head, his ears falling back.]

You....you can....if you want.

[ It's a weird sound. Curiosity has always been her most dangerous flaw.

Trolls don't do gentleness and fussing, not as a platonic thing, not lightly. But Nepeta's always been cavalier about personal space, and she can't not pity him just a little, all small and sad with droopy ears. She's not being weird! He's human and adorable and making adorable human friends is her goal.

Humans help each other all the time, right? So it's no big deal when she scoots closer, hunches low like him so she can squint at his bare ribs. It's a moment before she reaches out, and with the tips of her small dark claws, nudges his arm away so she can get a better look. Her touch is cooler than a human's, but warmer than the forest air. She wrinkles her nose at his exposed insides. ]

Wow. [ It's soft, fascinated: wowww. She looks back up at him and smiles small, all pointy teeth. ]

Gross! Hehe. It's kind of cool.

[Dipper hadn't noticed until a a little sharp pain started nagging at his mouth that he'd been biting his lip with teeth a bit sharper than he's used to. It's both to help keep still and to keep the bit of a smile from overtaking his expression as she looks up at him like that. It's hard not to, really.]

Heh...yeah? I don't...smell too bad, do I?

[Not that he's cared before, mister I-don't-bathe.]

[ She actually laughs, a bit rougher and more real than the spooky-forest-children sound. ]

Haha, no, you're fine! [ He's dead, not rotted (much), and a lifetime of killing her own food has prepared her for that. Dipper smells like mammal and semi-fresh gore, but that's familiar; it'd take worse to turn her stomach. And when her own protector-protected dork-- her moirail-- is the biggest, sweatiest asshole of a thirteen-year-old the world has ever known, it's not like unwashed-boy stink would dissuade her.

She grew up half-feral, anyway, her bathing habits probably resemble his. ]

Good.

[Dipper seems a lot more relaxed now than he was when she first showed up, and he's not whining from the pain. It hasn't entirely subsided, but rather retreated into a dull throb that he can still feel in his head and throughout his body. It's not a good feeling, but it's better than feeling like his head was going to split down the middle at any minute.]

I'm surprised I'm....still....all one piece, you know? .....uh. ...considering.

Yeah. [ She looks him over, thoughtful. Now that his personal space has been sacrificed, the odds of her moving outside arm's reach are nope. Death-smell or no. ]

I wonder what water would do if you went in it? You might smell kind of gross if it keeps... [ rotting ] doing this. Maybe you could scrub off the dead bits.

[ Wow that's an appalling thought, thanks, Nepeta. But some parts of him are clearly falling apart more than others, it makes sense in her head! ]

Do humans usually have undead?

[The boy's throat bobs a bit as he swallows hard, his nose wrinkling at what Nepeta says because eeew.]

Not....not usually. I've encountered them before, but....they weren't really all that...conversational.

[Or, you know, things you wanted to be around.]

[ She's helping okay!! ]

Ours aren't, either. Maybe you're something new?

[ It's said in a tone of fair curiosity, and then she's sizing him up again with bright yellow eyes. ]

I mean. You seem really nice! So maybe it's just appearance? If you were going to get like that, it probably would've happened by now.

Maybe. ...I mean....I hope you're right.

[He pauses, resting his claws on his knees as he watches her.]

I'm just....starving. I can't seem to even...get enough to eat anymore.

[ She scrunches her nose at him again, like he's being silly. Or adorable. Because he is, duh. ]

For meat? That's no big deal! I wasn't kidding about being a really good huntress, anyone can learn! [ There's no way Dipper could be a more terrible student than her grumpy, too-serious moirail. As far as she's concerned, this is easily fixable. ]

Uh...yeah, that's right.

[He made a face of his own, though quickly opened his mouth again when his teeth jutted into his upper lip unexpectedly.]

Does that mean you'll teach me, then?

Of course!

[ No one ever submits to her authority on cool things unless she has to cajole them into it first! Of course, her skills include hunting, exploring the wilderness, and also terrible matchmaking attempts and playing pretend like a huge dork, so. Also puns. ]

That would be really fun!

[...Are you sure you're not some alternate universe incarnation of Mabel, Nepeta, because uh-]

Thanks, Nepeta. ...for everything.

[Not many people- or trolls, he guesses- would just help random strangers out like this.]

[ Please lord do not let this girl discover stickers. Kitty stickers. Adorable kitty stickers.

Trolls are an even more dog-eat-dog bunch than humans, and pity for a stranger is... more a thing for crushes than friends, though she's figured that humans don't do it the same. Nepeta has always been a pretty unabashed exception to the rule. ]

Duh! We have to stick together. I was a troll even before I got here, and you're...

[ a gross zombie deer ]

...going to need a whole lot of prowling lessons! And cute hats. [ You did it, Dipper: you made a weird friend. ]

[She can't be any more dangerous with kitty stickers than Mabel, right?

....maybe?]

I appreciate it...means I won't be going hungry any time soon, at least. Maybe.

Though uh...I'll leave the hat making to the professionals.

[He lost his old one...]

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