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graveyardsmash2017-03-10 10:55 am
ryslighelpers) wrote in graveyardsmash2017-03-10 10:55 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME
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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You've got a point. I don't need to waste my spear on you.
[Is she ignoring the bit about walking because she's not sure she can do it? Yes, yes she is. Instead she punctuates that final you with a breath of fire.]
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I'm gonna take that as a no.
[Sigh, what to do now. Dandy was really hoping to keep egging her on, but the fire just about ruins all his plans. If she can hit him from there, then what's the point of moving? Why's everything gotta be so hard?]
Well, I can see you have everything under control, so I guess I should be moseying along. [He claps his hands together and proceeds to rub them, taking a casual glance over his shoulders at the sort of shops this place has to over. It's hard to tell with all the fog, but is there a cafe? He's gonna say that's a cafe.] Aaaaaaaand get some coffee. You like coffee? I could pick you up something~
[Is he being serious? Who even knows right now.]
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Alright.
[Changing is exhausting, after all, and budding gargoyle pride is just as easily appealed to as it is wounded.]
Not coffee. Get me something cold.
[She's always burning up when she changes.]
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He takes his sweet time too, waltzing over with zero urgency, like this is any other coffee run. Dandy doesn't even make a sound, even as he disappears into the cafe. Now all that's left to do is play the waiting game.
...When he finally comes out, his demeanor does a complete 180. What was once a calm little trip for coffee has become a frantic scramble as Dandy flies through the door with a crazed look on his face. Although it looks like he really did buy some drinks, he also appears to be caring a...chair. It's a chair. Dandy stole a chair and is running away with it as fast as he can. He practically crackles the entire way back, slamming it down in front of her with a satisfied smirk.]
They were out of sugar.
[Clearly a reasonable substitute.
As Dandy shoves one of the drinks her way — it's some kind of cold tea, he already forgot the specifics — he gives a paranoid glance over his shoulder. He's fairly certain a normal person wouldn't chase after him in this fog, but he's hoping one look at some dragon chick will make them think twice if they do.]
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She's actually almost relieved when he comes back. He's an idiot, but he distracted her from the pain.]
Right.
[She takes a long sip from the tea. The relief the cold brings is short, but it's better than nothing.]
Did you steal a chair?
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[So that's a yes. Dandy nonchalantly takes a sip of his own drink, still acting as if this is all a totally normal affair.]
And I betcha they won't try to fight me for it if they see you sitting on it.
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Just don't complain about scorch marks later.
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[He's mostly joking.
...Mostly.
It...it doesn't hurt to be sure.]
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[Is she joking? Mostly. But it's kind of hard to tell. She wouldn't want to burn the chair though. Now that she's sitting on it, it feels… hers.]