graveyardsmash | Test drive meme: November

TEST DRIVE MEME: NOVEMBER

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.

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[ ................................................................ hold on. Did he just say "Chosen?" On it's own it'd be one thing, but since he's asking about angels...

No way. That's gotta be a coincidence, right? There's countless stories about Chosen heroes designated by the gods, right?

Oh, she probably looks like an idiot stopping mid-sentence to stare. Time to start talking again. ]

... uh, I don't think they have anything to do with anyone's worlds, honestly. [ She pauses for a second, before asking: ] Why, what do you think they look like?

Uh-

[ he's going to file that pause aside for later analysis. just the way his brain works. she might just be an idiot, but maybe she knows something useful about angels or something.

honestly, it's been so long since he's actually had to do his own footwork, he forgot how tedious it was to actually remember things on his own. ]

Y-you know. Wings, bathed in light, envoys of the heavens, mystical crystals... Whatever you think of when you think "angel", that's probably what I'm thinking too.

[ Oh, no. Mithos doesn't get to cop out that easy. Not if Alice has anything to say about it. ]

Well, how do you know what I'm thinking of? I could be thinking of something completely off the rails, like having wings that look like glass or some stupid crazy knack for falling over all the time. That doesn't really jive with the traditional idea of angels, does it?

[ Ok, even that description is probably a little out there for the average person, but it's weird enough for her to be able to laugh it off if her hunch gets disproved. ]

[ he's good at not letting his emotions show, thankfully, so he doesn't give anything away.

but he's both suddenly intrigued and extremely annoyed. that's absolutely not a description someone completely random would give- they're from the same place, or they just happen to have a single extremely similar angel in both of their worlds.

unfortunately for him, he also hates the shit out of that angel. she was so close and she ruined everything, lying to him in martel's voice.

of course, he gives none of this away, minus a tiny twitch of the eye that could be mistaken for anything, simply tilting his head a bit. ]

Wings that look like...? I think I've heard stories like that, but the angels in the art in the Houses of Salvation and things like that looked like they had feathered wings. ... And they usually weren't portrayed falling down.

[ he's going to give just enough away to let her figure out where he's from, and no more. it's not like the name "mithos" is super uncommon, but there's no reason she needs to know he's a half-elf, even- and if she knows of colette, there's a non-zero chance she's someone important. no, better to keep the act up for now. ]

[ She has to restrain herself from yelling at him as he essentially confirms her suspicion. It's not like it's essentially important; regardless if he's heard of her or not (how could he not? Alice made sure she made a name for herself in the New World), he wouldn't know anything substantial.

It's fine. This is fine. ]

Yeah, I'm used to those kinds, too. But I've... uh, met the Chosen of Sylvarant, and apparently she has a different kind of wings and an insane knack for evading trouble.

[ Her tone doesn't sound as enthused as it was as she starts talking about Colette. That kind of genuine happiness makes her skin crawl. Gross. ]

[ aaaaand there it is. to specifically say "chosen of sylvarant" and not just "the chosen" she's either someone in the know from tethe'alla, or someone from after he died and lloyd's team did their thing, which is apparently possible, according to some of the more complicated pamphlets.

(sorry, alice, even if he'd still been alive for that, he wouldn't know who you are anyway. mortals tend to be beneath him if they have their own motivations.) ]

Oh- wow, really? I'm from Tethe'alla, so I've never met either Chosen, but I don't think ours had wings... [ even if he was being earnest he'd probably barely want to admit to meeting zelos, admittedly. ]

I'm a little jealous, really... People like me don't get to meet people like them very often. You must be someone pretty important back home, then.

[ She can't help but laugh when he mentions Zelos. ] Zelos? He's not much better, really. I've heard that he's a womanizer, but I haven't seen that at all.

[ It's not like she kidnapped and threatened to injure his sister, right? That possibly couldn't have anything to do with it.

As if on cue, Alice flips her hair back, as if that somehow is supposed to illustrate how important she is. ] Of course I am! I'm impressed you noticed! I'm Alice, from the Vanguard. Even if you're from Tethe'alla, you should know how big of a deal I am. ♡

[ he completely stonefaces the mention of zelos, which may be a little weird for a tethe'allan, but whatever. he hates that useless idiot and his dumb sister. why is it so hard to get loyal pawns?

he also relishes the opportunity to get to say what he says next, though, not a trace of malice in his innocent voice-- ]

... Sorry, I've never heard of you or the Vanguard.

Oh. Really?

[ She visibly deflates. Well. That's not even remotely close to what she was expecting. ]

You're from Tethe'alla, and you're telling me you haven't heard of the Sylvaranti Liberation Front? What, do you live under a rock or something?

[ She hasn't really had to deal with any sort of time bullshit here, so the concept of him being from before the worlds were reunited is not something that's coming to mind.

[ didn't live under one, but did get crushed under some at one point. ask the doll, she'll tell you.

"sylvaranti liberation front" sounds dangerously close to some of the things he encountered in his travels 4000 years ago, though. he told them, didn't he? uniting the worlds, destroying exspheres, breaking the cycle-- none of it would work. people are people, and they will kill and oppress each other no matter what.

this weird egoist spider in front of him is proof of that. ]

Um- I don't get out much, really. Ozette was always pretty slow to get news, too, so maybe we just didn't hear about it before it was burned down...?

Ozette, huh...

[ Hmmmm. Something about the timing of that seems a little bit off. Wasn't Ozette already destroyed by the time worlds came together...?

She shrugs. It's probably not that important. ] Well, at any rate, now you know! Not that it really means anything here, seeing as how we're completely cut off. It's a bummer not being able to cast anything anymore, buuuut you just gotta make the most out of what you have. ♡

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