TEST DRIVE MEME

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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.

Comments

[prodigalleader]

Both are correct; Arthas is both villainous and grumpy.

But not grumpy enough to try to shoot the messenger, apparently. He hunches his shoulders and breaks eye contact in an unmistakably dismissive way. Johnny is now getting twenty percent of his attention at best; these pamphlets have the rest.

"You washed up? We come in batches, they tell me."

[bouncingback]

Wow, okay. Johnny feels totally dismissed. Way to be rude! Though to be fair he's not sure he should have expected anything else given their conversation so far. Perhaps he should consider himself lucky that he hasn't just been stomped flat, but it would be nice to be taken a little more seriously.

At least he's wearing pants now. He'd arrived in his boxers and it's very difficult to be taken seriously in Spider-Man underpants. Thank goodness for sympathetic locals.

He's not sure if he should be thankful or not when the man bothers to address him again. "Yeah, on the beach. Guess this 'batch' was a bit spread out."

[prodigalleader]

"Where were you before that?"

It could be significant. It probably isn't, but it could be.

[bouncingback]

"Uh... in my apartment?" How significant that could be he has no idea. Seems pretty basic. Like if someone can nab him from his apartment they could nab him anywhere. But he doesn't have any real idea.

Does this guy even have the right mental image when he says apartment? He looks like he stepped out of the middle ages, so who knows. He'll probably get the idea. Johnny could give his address to make things more specific, but he'll hold off on that.

"I was in California. Los Angeles."

[prodigalleader]

"This world?"

Arthas gestures down at one of the pamphlets - there's a map of the city on it, albeit a cartoony one that doesn't help with the question of scale.

[bouncingback]

"Huh." Johnny leans in closer to get a better look at the map. "I didn't know they had maps. Look's kinda like one of those tourist brochures. I'm surprised there's not a little icon for Six Flags." It seems to be in English, but he doesn't recognize the peninsula. No one ever said geography was his best subject, though.

"No, I'm pretty sure that's not anywhere on the west coast." Unless it's Canada. Could they be in Canada? It's certainly cold enough.

[prodigalleader]

"Could it be another coast?"

It's definitely not Azeroth, is why he asks. If there were a human settlement this big, he'd know about it.

[bouncingback]

"Well, yeah. There's plenty of coasts." And the map is zoomed in to one small peninsula, which could be literally anywhere. He doesn't have the slightest idea where they are, in his own world or any other.

"I mean you'd have figured there weren't any more undiscovered areas in the world, what with planes and all, but who knows." The Bermuda Triangle is still a thing, right?

[prodigalleader]

"- but there always are. Yes."

They keep finding lost continents, where he's from. Arthas doesn't really question how you can miss a continent. That's decidedly not his problem.

"So, this could be your world. Did you try contacting anyone yet?"