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TEST DRIVE MEME: JANUARY

Welcome to the Ryslig Test Drive Meme! Below are a few prompts to get you started, but you may make up any prompt you desire! Please take a look at the navigation page for rules, setting information, and links to reserves and apps. Have fun!

SCENARIO ONE

You wake up on the beach thoroughly drenched with your mouth full of sand. The salt water causes various cuts and scrapes on your skin to sting and the sand isn't helping. The air is slightly humid, ruining any feeling of refreshment you might have gotten from your dip in the ocean. There are lights in the distance but the unfriendly scent of gunpowder fills the air. If you're lucky, you're alone. If not, you might find yourself staring up into a pair of monstrous eyes or down the barrel of a local's shotgun.

SCENARIO TWO

So you've just arrived, and already SOME the natives are trying to get on your good side. Offers of food, shelter and other luxuries in return for hoping you don't eat them. They even have some helpful pamphlets to share with you. "How To Deal With Changes", "Alternatives to Human Flesh", "What to Expect When You're Expecting (to turn into a monster)" are all great pamphlets. There's even some detailing certain monsters, and the changes they go through. Some of these seem to have been passed down from one monster to the next.

Among these however, are some... not so helpful ones. "Bunnyipyips And You", "Axe Thief Axehounds," and "So you're becoming a Fur Bearing Trout" among others. Sometimes they have marks on them from previous people who had them saying they are lies, or pointing out good "jokes." Then there's the people who aren't happy to see you at all. Glares and silent, judging stares if you're lucky. Torches and pitchforks attempting to drive you out of the town if you're not. You may need a friend to help you.

SCENARIO THREE

"Seek us out," the voice whispers in your head, and before you have time to question it you've found yourself in someplace entirely alien. Maybe it's the Fog God's ghostly town of Dyster, where exultant followers dance around bonfires and sing their praises to the skies above. Maybe it's the Fourth God's arcade, with small robots wheeling about amidst the lights and colors of old pinball machines. Only one thing is certain: you are not alone, in this sacred place.

SCENARIO FOUR

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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[Scenario Two]
[This was honestly the worst, most horrible situation Jataro could imagine being stuck in. There are adults everywhere and here he is without any of the Warriors of Hope or even a Monokuma to help him. Sure, it's not like he couldn't kill adults on his own, but there were so many of them that it seemed like an impossible task to him now. Which is why the child has found himself a small, secluded spot to rest in, crouched behind a bench. Even if someone did come to sit on it they probably wouldn't even notice he was there. Who pays that much attention to a bench?

This whole thing was really bizarre too. He has a couple pamphlets he's looking through, confused by what any of it means or why the adults insisted on him taking them. He was going to become some kind of fur-bearing trout? Or something? This had to be some kind of cruel joke they were playing on him. Par for the course really, it was probably his fault that they decided to do that, but still come on. Fur-bearing trouts don't even exist!]

...do fur-bearing trouts exist...? [Maybe he's wrong about that...]

[Scenario Three]
An arcade...?

[Okay, so some people might think it's weird how they've suddenly found themselves spirited away to an arcade, when last they remember is walking around Bavan, but Jataro is not one of those people. After looking around a little bit, entering further into the game center, the boy quickly forgets about this strange occurrence and instead turns his attention to the games themselves.]

Wow...I've never heard of any of these games before.

[They're similar enough that he barely hesitates trying to play them though. Even though he's just tall enough to reach the controls on the panel, resting his arms on the panels themselves to be able to play comfortably, one can still find the masked kid moving from cabinet to cabinet anyway, happily lost in the immersive world of old school arcade games.]

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[Or if you have a different idea/want a different prompt, throw it at me!]

Edited 2017-01-20 01:02 (UTC)

[While an abandoned warehouse can hardly be considered comfortable or homey, the Warriors' distrust of adults and lack of backup had left them with little other options as far as shelter went in this world. Staying in a park was open and exposed, beyond dangerous, especially now that that dreaded month-end fog had rolled in. The one that they knew for a fact would herald changes for those poor souls whom the fog god had dragged in earlier in the month.]

[And so, the two young Warriors had barricaded themselves inside at the first sign of the fog, hoping that the abandoned and derelict air of the place would continue to keep away unwanted visitors. They'd managed to go the whole month without being bothered so far, but who knew what the fog might drive those scared natives to do. But it wasn't as though they weren't prepared to take care to any guests who might come to call. Using their special brand of Warriors of Hope hospitality, that is.]

[He'd heard that the changes were painful, and so Nagisa had done his best to prepare for the worst in that regard. Mostly by way of stealing bandages and painkillers from various pharmacies around Bavan. But he was pleasantly surprised to find that, so far, he hadn't really had any need of their supplies. Just a towel to wipe his mouth with when many of his teeth had been suddenly forced out by razor sharp fangs, that was all. Shortly after that bloody episode, his eyes had stung sharply, but the pain had passed quickly and all it had done was cause his sclera to turn vividly purple. In the hours that had passed since, little else about the Sage had changed. His nails seemed to be elongating, albeit very slowly and with only a slight amount of discomfort on Nagisa's part. Actually, he found it oddly entertaining to watch them grow and sharpen. It was weird...and it wasn't as though they had much else to entertain themselves with at the moment. He really needed to get his hands on some books...why hadn't he thought to acquire some of those while on his supply-stealing adventures?]

[And so, he'd been content to sit on the floor and stare at his hands for several hours, leaning back against the hard, concrete wall of the warehouse. He thought, perhaps, that that was what was causing the sudden, dull pain in his back. He shifted and stretched a little, trying to get into a more comfortable position. And then shifted some more when his new positioning failed to lessen his discomfort. Perhaps this had nothing to do with the wall after all...]

Nngh...

[As he reached back to feel one of his shoulder blades, Nagisa glanced over at his companion. How you doing there, Jataro? You haven't started bleeding out every orifice while he wasn't looking, have you?]

Edited 2017-01-20 02:00 (UTC)

[He hadn't started bleeding out of every orifice, no. Thankfully, actually, his changes have been pretty spotless. And...unnoticeable? Like jeez, is he even changing at all? Something he's honestly been disappointed about, watching Nagisa get some of his but not getting anything himself...

At the same time though, maybe that meant the Fog God hated him. Didn't think he'd be a good enough monster to give him anything cool for their first fog. Ruin the whole experience for him...and he was pretty okay with that idea. Don't think he hasn't noticed your shifting though, friend. A little lost in thought he may be, when the sage finally reached for his shoulder Jataro figured it wouldn't hurt to speak up.]

Does your shoulder hurt?

[It's a little obvious that it's probably his shoulder, but there's no harm in asking right? Though didn't he get painkillers...? Has he not thought to use them yet or something?

...nah, this is Nagisa. He'll think about it if he needs it, probably.]

[ ohmygod what an insult??? fleas?! he's a WEREWOLF, not a common house pet that waits for his master, receives treats, and rolls around on his belly waiting for pats! actually that would be rather nice, when will Kogitsunemaru finally get his Kogi Snax... ]

Uncalled for, but I will accept your apologies once we both escape with our limbs intact and our lives relatively pristine.

[ if it worked for those two, why not for them? ]

Perhaps if you started talking to yourself, shouted insane things, and continued to be a non-lethal looking crazy human, then I might be able to disarm the enemy. I promise I will not shed unnecessary blood in front of you.

[ but the amount of necessary blood may wow and surprise Gintoki! ]

[Oh good. Bleeding out of every orifice would have been terrible, not least because he's not sure he has enough bandages to deal with that. Blue eyes roam over the smaller boy as Nagisa looks for any changes that might have shown up. Not that...any would be particularly easy to see, given that the only bare skin Jataro shows are his legs.]

[Surely, though, the boy would roll up his sleeves if he felt anything weird on his hands or arms? Maybe he's just a late bloomer...]

[Nagisa, meanwhile, seems to have acquired another change at some point during the silence. Unbeknownst to either of them, his lips have turned the same vividly purple hue as his sclera. But they hadn't burned or bled or even itched, so not even the Sage himself had noticed. He shakes his head.]

No, my back is just a little sore. I think I've been sitting in this position for too long, that's all.

[Though, just to be sure he continues moving his fingers over his upper back as best he can, clearly feeling for anything out of place. Finding nothing, however, he instead stretches out and shifts to face Jataro.]

What about you? Does anything hurt or feel different?

[...should he tell him that he's wearing lipstick? That wasn't there a little while ago, and he's sure that Nagisa hasn't actually put any one. Where would he have gotten some anyway? Does his companion know his lips are purple? Maybe he knows. But they don't have any mirrors or anything, so how would he?

He shakes his head a little in response to the question.]

I don't think so. Or...I don't feel like it is?

[Actually, let him give this some thought, patting down his arms through his sleeves, his chest, stretching out his legs to look at those...though instead of confirming that nothing's changed, he asks a question of his own.]

Hey, why are you wearing lipstick?

Alright, okay! I get it, all places are different.

[And she's right about the fur thing, as little as Clementine likes to think about it. The thought of turning into a monster still isn't sitting right with her at all. She doesn't know how it could sit right with anyone.]

I just mean... they were kinda common. That's all. They had newer stuff but I didn't really get to play with it.

[Because she was eight years old when zombies happened. Let's not talk about that.]

I-- what? [Nagisa's brows knit in confusion as he raises a hand to his lips.] Of course I'm not. Why would I even have something like lipstick?

[He pulls his hand away to look at his fingers. They're completely clean. Not only that, but his lips are unsmudged and just as purple as they were before. So it's pretty safe to say it's not lipstick that's stained his lips.]

_{[ flatly: ]}

A Faerie.
_{[ that's it, that's the tag. ]}

This is troublesome— everything about what's happening, it sounds like a big pain in the ass.
_{[ didn't he just say that..... ]}

You think he would laugh? I don't think so. This isn't very showa era of you, you know. Sure, his crap has always been pretty freaking weird, but honestly, I don't think I can really argue.
You say it hurts? This isn't the kind of comedy where it's slap-stick, and it's funny.

Seems kinda dark to me. I don't think he would laugh. He's probably rolling in his grave about now. You still find ways to maintain your comedy gold? Y'know, to make'm proud still?

[You know he could still eat you and end this quickly, Gin.]

.....yes.

They're purple though...

[Why would your lips be purple if it's not lipstick? Oh, wait...don't you turn blue and purple if it's freezing?]

Ohh...I didn't think it was really warm in here, but I'm not that cold. But if you're so cold your lips are turning purple... Maybe you should run around in circles until you warm up again.

[Don't worry Nagisa. Jataro is here to take care of you. Aren't you glad you have someone like him to support you?]

...I wonder if your lips are gonna fall off.

Edited 2017-01-20 03:35 (UTC)

Where the hell is your magic dust? Faeries aren't faeries without magic dust, oi.
Make me fly, T*nkerbell. I don't think I have any happy thoughts left in me unless
Ketsuno Ana's ketsunoana counts for something.

_{[ Is he mocking him or challenging him? A little of both. ]}

Sometimes, but... It's really not funny! [should Jyushimatsu talk about the blob story? or how monsters have to eat humans? that's not funny at all] If you can, you should probably leave this place!

I'm not cold! [His hand once again jumps up to his lips, a look of slight distress and alarm crossing his face. Thanks, man. Thanks. Real supportive. Wondering if his lips are going to fall off.] A-and my lips are not going to fall off! Obviously, this is just another trait of whatever monster I've become...

[Nagisa begins looking around the warehouse for anything reflective he can use to get a look at his own lips. Darnit, where is a mirror when you need it???]

Edited 2017-01-20 03:43 (UTC)

[Karamatsu's antennae twitch, and he lifts one of his hands and rubs his fingers together. A shimmery blue dust falls between them.]

I do not think you would enjoy me using my magic on you.

[No seriously, he means it.]

_{[ Oh. It's shimmery. And shiny. Okay, you've got his attention.. kind of. ]}
So it can't make me fly like a Super Saiyan?
_{[ is that what you're saying.. ]}

If they did fall off, maybe it's because you have something growing in. Like your teeth. Maybe you'll grow a beak or something.

[Sorry, what did you say? He definitely didn't hear you.]

But then...how could you eat if you had a beak? Would you have to eat birdseed? I don't think birds could eat a human very well. Maybe you'd have to peck out their eyeballs or something...a bird with sharp teeth would be scary. Especially one like a pelican, with its really really big beak.

[He's definitely lost in his own little world now, thinking of all the birds that would looks creepiest with sharp teeth. Though he raises a hand to his head, frowning a bit.]

I think thinking about that kind of thing is making my head hurt...birds aren't supposed to have teeth after all...

Edited 2017-01-20 04:00 (UTC)

_{[ He's quiet for a moment, and rubs at the slope of his neck before beginning to move from the pinball machine. ]}

Trust me. If I knew how, I'd go back to where I'm supposed to be.
Now isn't really the time for this.. whatever.. this is.

_{[ He knows he's trapped here, but that doesn't mean he won't at least try and find a way back home. ]}

[WHATEVER THIS IS. Jyushimatsu nods and flaps his wings, lifting off the ground]

I don't know how to get back home either! But I'll keep looking!

Yeah, yeah. That's good.
To not give up on things.

I bet all of those funny people that live around you miss you even if you're all brats.
_{[ All the funny people that live around him probably miss Gintoki too. ]}

Ah... [those funny people that live around them. like Iyami, and Chibita, and Dekapan and Dayon... and Totoko-chan. and their parents. do they all miss the sextuplets? Jyushimatsu wonders]

We'll get back home to them! But first, we gotta turn back into our normal selves!

Not that I am aware.

[Maybe he can?? But this stuff is...unpredictable. He doesn't know what all it can do yet.]

—And if I don't believe in you anymore, you'll drop down dead?
_{[ why does he sound.. almost hopeful.. ]}

I told you, they aren't going to fall off!! Stop saying that!

[Please stop talking about his lips falling off, Jataro, you're just making him freak out even more. Nobody wants to think about something like that!!]

[But something that Jataro says is enough to bring the haze of panic settling in Nagisa to a halt. Thinking about bird teeth is making his head hurt? But he only just started talking about that. Plus...since when does Jataro get headaches from thinking about weird and freaky things in a rambling manner? Nagisa takes a deep breath, attempting to regain his usual calm composure.]

Are you sure it's a regular headache, Jataro? Do you want some aspirin?

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