Test Drive Meme: July

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TEST DRIVE MEME: JULY

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 is making all the cuts and scrapes on your skin 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 on the more informative end of the scale. 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 readers saying they're lies, or pointing out good "jokes."

Then there are 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.

Comments

[junosteel]

[He shrugs.] It's not like there's that many scraggly cyclopes wandering the streets of Bavan.

[That question makes Juno pause a little. He's been sort of preoccupied with adjusting to his life as a monster. That, and attempting to fix the messy justice system they have in place here. Don't get him wrong--every monster would suffer the consequences if every human death was looked into, it's just...there are some things that just shouldn't be ignored, even in a seemingly lawless place like Ryslig. He's said to himself, over and over again, to not get involved with the local politics--it's lead to his doom in the past. But he can't just sit idly by while innocent people suffer. And, besides, who knows if he's ever going to get back home?

But that's not what Beaker is asking about. Juno has to shake himself from his thoughts to come up with a decent reply.]

Objectively speaking? Add a few more hovering cars and a big-ass dome over Bavan, and you've got home. Hell, there were probably just as many monsters in Hyperion City, too, 'cept these tended to be corrupt politicians, snobby billionaires, and criminal scum. The rich ruled the city with a diamond-studded fist while the poor were shoved aside so that they wouldn't ruin the view. But as entitled as they are, even the rich have their fair share of problems. That's when they'd come to me.

[He shakes his head, letting out a funny sort of noise--a mixture of a scoff and a laugh.] Guess now they'll just have to find another private eye to do their dirty work.

[flowersonthewall]

[The cyclopes comment makes Beaker pause for a while, confused. He hasn't seen any cyclopes before... and Juno certainly isn't one. But it finally occurs to him that Juno is referring to his eye, and he frowns about as well as he can. That sounds an awful lot like the surface of some bad self deprecation, Juno Steel]

Meep-mimuh meep mi. Minimuh. Meep mi muh mimimi muh meep minimuh-mi-mi meep-muhmuh mee-mi muh-meep mimimi-muh. Meep minimuh mi?

[That sounds... stressful. And awful. Of course, life back where Beaker's from was far from a utopia [though a lot of problems sure could be solved with nothing more than a musical number, let's be honest], but it sounds like all the awful stuff going on in the world was just amplified for Juno's world. At least he doesn't have to deal with that anymore?]