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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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Raynie grunts at "Hey", thinking someone's about to offer her more pamphlets, but her expression softens when it turns out it's a kid who's uniterested in papers.]

Sounds like half the populace here.

[She tilts her head to gesture at a small group of local men – all tall, bearded and frowning. A lot of people here gave her dirty looks since she arrived, but Raynie remains pointedly impressed.]

You're gonna have to be more specific.

Dude, are there really so many unhappy people here? What's the problem? There's fucking food and electricity everywhere. People should be celebratin'. [That seems to be the common answer. Joel needed new expressions if he wanted to stand out.

Ellie's brown eyes follow Raynie's gesture. Oh yeah, Joel would blend in really well here.]

His name's Joel, and he hasn't learned to like puns yet. [One day.] He's probably lookin' for me too.

[Raynie's lips curl into half a smile. They should be celebrating, shouldn't they? This city looks like they have everything they need to live peacefully.]

I guess they don't like strangers very much.

[...because they turn into monsters and eat them, apparently, but Raynie REALLY doesn't feel like bringing it up.]

Sounds like a charming guy. [Heh.] Can't say I've seen someone like that, sorry. Maybe you can leave him a message on one of the billboards. They like their pamphlets here, so I'm sure he'll get it if he's around.

Yeah, makes two--- a lot of us, but it looks like they have more than enough to share. [Spoil sports.] They're even selling this stuff. Like an actual store. Who the hell has so much food they sell some of it?

[Since the lady is saying 'they', Ellie can only assume she too has just stumbled upon the city and can realize how ridiculous the whole setup is.]

Billboard? No way in hell Joel'll slow down to read, not unless I can write it in really big letters or something. 'Ellie's here, find the ice cream.' [Hey, lady, did you know this place has ice cream?]

[Raynie raises her eyebrows. Sounds like the kid had it rough; just how bad things have to be to not have a store? No matter how much war has ravaged the country, there were always clever merchants taking advantage of the situation...]

Ice... cream? [Sorry Ellie, they haven't invented it in Vainqueur yet. Raynie moves closer to the window.] You mean that colorful paste?

[Instead of complaining, Ellie seems to take everything as fact. She's never known a different world, she had nothing to miss. Her situation was what it was, and in some ways, it wasn't unique to all. Rather than lamenting what she doesn't have there, she's simply amazed at what they have here.

Good-naturedly, Ellie chuckles as she moves to the window.]

It's super rare, right? But it's called ice cream, and it's really cold. I heard if you eat too much, it'll even freeze your brain. That's probably a load a shit, but it had a name: brain freeze. They're pretty brave, sellin' something so dangerous like this.

[She still wants to try it.]

[It doesn't look very dangerous. Or appetizing, to be honest, but Raynie is getting hungry and the kid seems excited about it. She glances back at Ellie.]

Wanna check if the rumors are true?

[She doesn't have any money, but some of locals hand out free stuff just to make them go away. After the hostile welcome and ominous pamphlets, Raynie feels entitled to taking advantage of it a little.

She walks in.]

Hi! We're here for a brain freeze!

[Now the question is whether the employees are the kind to bribe arrivals into leaving, or the kind to kick them out.]

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