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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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[He'd been through M-Day, and he'd seen people lose something that had become a part of them with no sign of ever getting it back. Waking up on the beach the way he had made him feel like he finally understood the way they'd felt. He'd made a quick assumption that the consternated vibe this guy was giving off was related.
And now he has a hole to step out of.]
Forget it. It's just a...turn of phrase. [Yeah, that's lame.]
[He rubs the sides of his arms, convinced he can see his own breath on the air. Super agility wouldn't help him feel any warmer, but it might have at least helped him reach a warmer location sooner.]
I don't suppose you, uh... know where we are?
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Of course, Daud had never actually admitted to not having powers. But the power of assumption was a wonderful thing when the right words were used in the right way. No reason to ought himself as Marked by the Outsider.
Though he was curious now about the kid. Daud had met two other Marked now and each had their own powers gifted from the Void.
Suppose it did not really matter.
The ex-assassin turned his gaze away, looking out to the land stretched out opposite the crashing waves behind him. He made a non-committal noise before answering.]
On a beach. On some island.
[It was said as dry as the arid deserts of Pandyssia. Sadly, the humor would be lost on anyone not from Daud's world. The entire Empire consisted of islands there.]
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Are you sure it's an island? I mean if it is it's a big one.
[This isn't some reality show they've been thrown on, is it? Survivor: Heroes Edition! It seems unlikely given that he's technically retired, but that might not be common knowledge. The big names would have turned down a gig like this.
Yeah, no. That's a silly idea. He's not known enough that having him on would get anyone interested in watching. Even the handful of New Yorkers that knew him from his glory days would still be more interested in one of the million other heroes from their hometown.]
The air's not right for it to still be California. Not at this time of year. Well... the time of year it should be, anyway.
[They have to be a bit further north. His freezing toes support this claim.]
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Are you implying you're from the continent?
[Daud did not recognize the name the kid threw out there. 'California' did not mean anything to him and he had no idea where it was on the map much less if that was near where this was supposed to be. If that was were the kid was from Daud did not know where on the Islands that was. Maybe it really was a Pandyssian name for all he knew.
Being on the continent would have explained a few things. But it also was one of Daud's least favorite possibilities.]
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[Some people might say that the US is the center of the world, but North America certainly isn't the only continent on it. It's a weird question that sounds as if he's only familiar with one. Secluded much?
He could just have a weird way of phrasing it.]
If you know more about this place than you're letting on I'd appreciate being caught up to speed.
[It hadn't seemed like he'd known anything else, but maybe he doesn't feel like sharing. People like him tend to be dismissive of people like Johnny. He's used to it. Stodginess deflects enthusiasm.]
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Daud shook his head, mostly to clear it from its stray thoughts but it also served well enough as an answer to the kid's demand.]
I don't recognize the area.
[He had traveled the isles for a while in his youth, but not everywhere. Certainly he had spent most of his time on or around Gristol and therefore knew the most about the larger island of the empire. It's capital had, eventually, served him well as a hunting ground. But this place was not somewhere he had traveled nor looked familiar enough to guess based on his personal knowledge of the region or from what he had read of in his numerous books over the years.]
Pandyssia is as good a guess as any. [A pause and then, with the faintest hint of amusement:] The Overseers say that those from the Far Continent are blasphemous creatures, sub-human and foul practitioners of dark rituals and black magic.
[If only Johnny knew what Daud thought of the Overseers and their zealous religion. Least to say, he was not exactly high on the list of favorites when it came to the Overseers; he was considered a dark practitioner of black magic himself, wanted for worshipping the dread Outsider and using His dark gifts for horrible crimes. Technically, they were not wrong.]
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[They're definitely not on the same page here. This guy sounds like he's from some place or maybe even world that Johnny isn't familiar with. Another planet? That's not unheard of in his universe. He's just not normally the sort of guy that gets these kind of contacts.]
Well. Maybe we're talking about a different Far Continent. I promise I've never practiced black magic. [He doesn't say anything about the other accusations, partially for comedic effect and partially because some people might argue he falls into those other categories. Honestly it depends on who you ask.]
I think we can both at least agree that we have no idea where we are. That's as good a starting point as any.