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TEST DRIVE MEME: SEPTEMBER

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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The last time people showed up here, they tumbled down on rifts of lightning. Maya came in such a way and hadn't even thought to ask how others appear, really, so when others started to show up at the beach while Maya was busy diving, she'd been quite surprised! And when one such new arrival decided to be so vocal, Maya couldn't help but slither her little fish butt back onto the shore and creep up behind Maurice, curious as ever.

"You okay?" she asked, leaning over to look around him from her spot where the water still washed over her flukes. "You seem pretty hyped up!"

"I'm--" Maurice startled halfway through his reply. He wasn't alone. On his hands and knees, he turned, wiping his hair out of his face, to address who had joined him in the shallow surf.

And stared.

Now, as a man who had (supposedly) just wrapped up being a vampire and having had quite a few adventures, he was not one to dismiss anything he's seen with his own eyes. However. She looked too nice to actually be something that Happened To Him.

"Wh--uh. I'm still dreamin'..." He looked sadly down at his hands that were finally the right color again. "Man." This was all going to end any second.

Maya tilted her head, white brow-spot raised in question as she watched Maurice. Wait, was he okay? He still seemed pretty distant.

"Um, I don't think you are?" Maya asserted, looking around the shore-- it seemed as though nothing (and no one) else was with this man, so... Maybe he didn't intend to be there?

"Are you lost?"

He looked back up at her and decided that now was a good time to try and stand up. When he did, his ankle twisted in the sand and he landed with an unflattering flop and hissed in pain. Sand in bite wounds. Never a good feel.

Dreams weren't supposed to hurt!

"Th' last thing I remember...I was behind a dumpster."

"Oh- oh!" Suddenly everything made much more sense! He had to be a new arrival, even if the storm was absent. She doesn't bother trying to help him up; with her tail, Maya wouldn't be much use, but she does scoot a little closer to check on him.

"Then you just showed up. This place iiiis probably really far from where you were last."

For an instant, Maurice was angry. He just showed up? OF COURSE HE JUST SHOWED UP! He wasn't supposed to be in the ocean he was supposed to be...well, he wasn't going to think about that. But the wind left his sails as soon as it filled them because Maya had started moving and that legless locomotion was a little 2spooky for him. Even if she was a beautiful mermaid.

He made a sort of repressed honking sound and leaned away from her as she scooted closer. "N-no kiddin'? D'you know which way Dogtrot is? T-texas? AMERICA?"

Luckily for Maurice, Maya knew both about Texas and about America. Unluckily, her face fell at the question, brows knitting.

"Um, actually, I don't think any of us know how to get back to America from here," she admitted, shoulders hitching up a little in her unsureness. "This iiis the Ryslig Peninsula! Sort of. It's just one part of it, um..."

Maurice stared long and hard at Maya as he tried to remember if he'd heard that word in school before. He was also just now noticing how Maya kind of looked like a Ninja Turtle.

"Is that in Europe...?"

....Is it in Europe? Maya had to think about that for a second before answering--

"No! No, um, I don't think it's even in the same world. It's some kind of magic place!" Maya tried to explain. "I don't know that much about it yet, but, I was told that the Fog God brings people from all sorts of different worlds here."

"I've been abducted..." It wasn't really a question. He sat up again with his aching legs stuck out in front of him and watched the seafoam swirl around his boots. "Sounds about right...abducted." Suddenly he brightened and looked right at Maya, hysteria taking place of fear. "But alive! I'm alive again! I've got a pulse and everything!"

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