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TEST DRIVE MEME: MAY

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 of the natives are trying to get on your good side with 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? 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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[At the sound of his voice, Callisto spins to face him, arms up and ready in a combat stance. When she sees it's just one unarmed man, she lowers them. Then she laughs, looking away with a chuckle as if what he'd said was the most ridiculous thing ever.]

If only.

[She's been killed. More than once, even. Yet here she is, in some place that apparently isn't even an afterlife if this man's words are anything to go by.]

Now be more specific, pretty boy. The fourth district of where?

[Somehow, the combat stance makes him smile, maybe for the familiarity of it. Even the phrase 'pretty boy' is familiar in its own way.

But the charmed amusement fades into confusion.]

I'm sorry... [He rolls his words into something warm and inviting. Somehow, despite having only met, his tone makes it sound as if they're having an intimate conversation.] The fourth district of where? Do you know a lot of districts outside of Panem? [By the time he finishes speaking, the amusement is back.]

[If he continues to use that tone with her she might just gut him on principle.]

I don't even know what Panem is, or where. That's why I asked the question.

[She strides quickly toward him.]

Now you can tell me what I need to know or I can choke the life out of you.

[Which, to be fair, she might do anyway.]

[The gutting may do him well, if he could survive it.]

Easy now. [He's unarmed, but he sees no weapon on her either. Is it hidden, or is she that accustomed to winning?] Choking me's not going to give you the answers you want. I was put here, just like you. [Or maybe she's pretending, too.] So you and I... we should be working together instead of turning on each other. [Finnick's head cocks in suggestion.] How much will I be chocked for suggesting a temporary truce?

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