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TEST DRIVE MEME: MARCH

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

[ Making a scene isn't uncommon at all.

Really.

It isn't.

Happens all the time.

Especially from this one who is spying ony the crackly-voiced young lady SCREAMING in the marketplace. Rohan pokes his head out from his shopfront door-- a tailor shop. Ho boy... If the pamphlet tornado she has been bombarded with hasn't been enough, she is being approached by what appears to be forty feet of black and white naga slinking out down the walkway. His top half is nicely dressed and bedecked with red jewelry from earrings to many necklaces, and bracelets. Just, ya know, he's got the claws and no legs thing going on and he appears to not have a whole lot of visible teeth.

this one seems safe huh dia. ]

Those pamphlets aren't going to help you a lick. I used them to paper my floor so I wouldn't get paint all over my apartment. [ The DO YOU?? accusation has him cool as ever, bouncing right off of him like it never happened. ] Another tip: Yelling at people is going to get you eaten.

I would lay off on that.

[ Dia looks like a girl at the end of a rapidly fraying rope. She's got the pamphlets clutched so tightly that her knuckles are showing white. She's strongly considering just tossing them onto the ground and then storming off but then decides no, she's making enough of a show of herself here as it is.

Then she turns to see Rohan and jumps badly enough that she drops half of the pamphlets anyway. She even yelps. Well done, Dia. ]

I-- I hardly believe anyone around here is quite so savage as to eat someone for raising their voice!

[ This is barked at him from the floor as she stoops to try and gather up some of those papers she dropped. The attempt at forcefulness is somewhat ruined by the way her voice cracks again and the fact that her face is bright red when she pops back up.

Then she thrusts them towards him. It's not even like she's offering them for him to take. She's just so incensed that she has to gesture with something to properly illustrate her outrage. ]

Why even hand out these distasteful things if they aren't any use?! What a waste of time!

[ Ha

Ha ha

HAHAHAHA...

The naga brings his fingers to his lips, shrugging up his shoulders in an amused gesture toeing the line of laughing. ]

You could get eaten for blinking around here if you're a human. I hate to break THAT bit of news to you. [ He isn't sorry at all. HOWEVER, she does kind of remind him of somebody--

Oh, she reminds him of himself when his happy ass first got dropped here. Aw. ]

They are a waste of time. Unless you're hurting for a support group, they are garbage. [ Even if she isn't forking them over, he still takes them between his fingers-- One in particular says Hoof Care: A Podiatry Guide For Kelpies and Minotaurs. ] My suggestion is to lay low and gather information without projecting your outrage. I almost got gutted by an angry deer zombie on my first day.

Do you have a name? [ All in the same breath, he makes a card appear in his hand that he flickers over to her: Rohan Kishibe - Professional Artist & Local Tailor with a bunch of other information nearing the bottom margin. Just watch out for his claws. They're like perfectly manicured little knives. ]

You're in for a treat. I hope you like Halloween all year round.

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