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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

Oh, she's trig. What tipped you off? [She's joking, of course. Just to make that clear, she gives her wings a little flap.]

There's some of 'em that say true, sure enough. But you'd still be best gettin' your info elsewhere, for the most part.

Like you? [She grins at the pretty young insect girl, but then sobers a little. There's something about her accent and vocabulary that seems awfully familiar.]

I know this might sound odd... but does the name 'MidWorld' mean anything to you? Or-- or Gilead?

[Susan's own smile fades, just a little. She doesn't look displeased, just serious.]

Sure. Sure they do.

You ain't from In-World, though. Not soundin' how you do.

No. I'm not. It's... a bit of a long story. I'm from New York, actually, in the 'when' of 1964. But I've been to Mid-World and End-World. This isn't the first time I've gone through a door into a different world.

[You can accuse Susan of many things, but being slow on the uptake isn't usually one of them. Her eyes widen a little, and she lets out a low whistle.]

Shit, you're Eddie's wife, ain't you? Susannah?

You know Eddie? Eddie Dean?

[She grins really wide.] That's me. Susannah Dean, daughter of Dan. Pleased to meet you.

Aye, he's a friend o'mine. Helped me out when I got here.

Susan Delgado, daughter of Pat. [Susannah's introduction was pretty formal, so she meets it in kind, complete with throat-tapping salute.] We're well met, truly. I've wanted to meet you some time now, for how Eddie talks of you.

[And now Susannah just stares at her. Properly gawps, in fact.]

You're... you're Susan? But--

[Aren't you dead?

Luckily, she stops herself before she can finish that sentence.]

...Roland told you? Eddie didn't know about me.

Aye. The same. Time's strange here, you'll find.

[She half-smiles.] Guess it's nice to know it ain't just that he forgot me.

I don't think he could ever forget you.

[She states that with complete surety.]

I think, maybe, Eddie got brought here before Roland told us. He spend a very long night doing it.

Could be. Either that or he fell asleep durin'. [She smiles sidelong, clearly teasing. But then the smile fades, and she's serious again.]

Did he say what happened after? I mean, how it turned out for them, the fightin'?

The war with Farson? Badly.

[She's quiet for a very long moment. At last, she nods, eyes very serious.]

Aye. Stands to reason. Winnin' seemed a lot to ask.

I meant smaller, though. Did they make it out of the canyon? Get Jonas?

Roland, Cuthbert, and Alain did. Farson's men didn't. And yes, Roland got Jonas--and the Grapefruit, nasty thing that it was. He saw you die through it.

[Susan blanches. That's one thing she hadn't even considered as a possibility.]

He saw it?

That's what he told me.

Man Jesus. Poor Roland.

[At least it was over quick enough for her. At least she didn't have to watch herself burn.]

[And that's not even mentioning everything else he'd seen in that poisonous ball.]

It was hard for him.

Aye. I'd guess it was.

[She takes a deep breath, steadying herself.]

...This ain't much of a cheery welcome, is it?

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