graveyardsmash | TEST DRIVE MEME

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He raises his brow at the bicycle question.] I know not, but if 'tis anything like a horse, then aye. A bit daunting at first, but simple enough once ye've done it.

[He watches her lean back, but he does try not to stare. Mostly. When a radiant beauty is before a man, can he be blamed for looking? But he meets her gaze when she eyes him.]

Not many times. I haven't even been here two months as of yet, and the changes take most of a month to start.

Can you picture me on a horse? I don't approve of animal cruelty.

[Is she joking? Is she serious? She really can't ride horses, and she likes animals, but the rest is, of course, a self-deprecating joke to lighten the mood. God only knows she could use a little levity after the shock the pamphlets delivered to her system.

Besides, she can make a bitter little jab at her own expense if she wants. It's when other people start in that things turn depressing.]

How do you live with yourself after feeding? I can't even begin to imagine.

Edited 2017-05-17 07:32 (UTC)

[He smiles a bit.]

I suppose not, but in a carriage behind a team? Aye, that I can picture well. It does little for the analogy, though.

[He gives a shrug at her question.]

I've done worse things in my life.

[Was that...a compliment? Royalty and nobility ride in horse-drawn carriages, or at least the very wealthy and refined. And while Ima cares nothing for wealth, having been raised in it and experiencing the brutal way that part of society eats their own (metaphorically speaking, not literally like things work in this world), she finds her cheeks growing mildly flushed at the sentiment behind his words. The smile gracing her expression is slightly bashful but no less warm for it.]

You're too nice.

[He says he's done worse things than eating people, but he can't be all bad. He's nice enough that despite really wanting to know what these 'worse things' are, she refrains from asking about them. It would be terrible of her to pay back sweet talk with a rude question.]

What's your name?

[He likes the look of her flush and smile, and his own grows in reaction. He’s joked about how beauty brings out this side of him; it’s never been entirely a joke.]

Roland. Of Gilead-that-was. Not that I would expect you would know of my where.

Gilead? As in the biblical location?

[That's the only Gilead she's aware of, after all. It's natural she'd make that assumption.]

Named for it, aye. It was the barony seat of New Canaan.

[He'd really like to know how many wheres have the Bible. It would tell him how many levels the Manni Folk have gone to with their religion. Or mayhap give some clue to where it came from to begin with.]

Is New Canaan part of Israel?

[Clearly Ima knows virtually nothing about Israel. Having come here straight from 1952, the country has only existed for a small handful of years in her point of view. This man has an American accent, though...]

[He shakes his head.]

No. I've not heard of Israel before.

TEST DRIVE MEME

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject