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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.
Taren Casey Cassidy | OC
[Okay so.]
[There's not a whole lot of explanations for how he managed to wash up on a beach when he lives in the middle of a landlocked state short of a wild bender or some sort of freaky 50 First Dates situation, but the lack of cotton mouth and the recognition that Adam Sandler still sucks nixes both those ideas right out of the gate. ]
[Just to be safe, Casey checks his arms for track marks and is relieved to find them clean, aside from all the fucking sand. So, y'know, that's good. He might be an idiot who got himself washed up on a beach somewhere, but he's not an idiot who did hard drugs to get there.]
[Planting his hands on his hips, Casey takes a quick look around, tries to get a better grasp on his situation. It's the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere, he's soaking wet and freezing his balls off, and since he's got no shirt and no shoes, he's probably gonna get turned away from anyplace that might have a phone. Except maybe a police station, which, y'know, fuck that.]
…Well, shit.
2.
[Alright, yeah, no, this is bullshit. This is not okay. Whatever this is – some kinda prank or social experiment or what the fuck ever – Casey never signed up for it. There are a scant few situations where he wants to be half-naked surrounded by a bunch of dudes, and this is definitely not one of them.]
Wow, okay, so - I'm sensin' some real hostility here.
[He holds up his hands, balking at the realization he's going to get shot to death in his boxers.]
If you wanna go head and not fuckin' shoot me, that'd be great, but if you wanna be a total dick that's fine too. You do you, man.
[Antagonizing the people holding him at gunpoint probably isn't the best strategy, but at least it's satisfying.]
3.
Yeah, no, fuck this. Fuck this noise.
[The literal noise, inside his head. He's no shrink but he knows enough about what is and isn't normal to know you shouldn't listen to any voices only you can hear – even if they're insistent, and won't shut the fuck up.]
This is – yo, you know anythin' about the, the fuckin' projectin' messages straight into people's heads shit that's goin' on here? 'Cause it's not me man, it can't be me 'cause I ain't crazy, there's gotta be some kinda subliminal radio signal bullshit or somethin', I dunno. Who's doin' it? Whose ass do I gotta kick to it stop?
4.
[Casey does not go gentle into that good transformation – it happens all at once, and as he writhes on the ground hissing and spiting and growling as his bones crack and reform, he grits out a running commentary for passers by – stop to help or enjoy the show, either way he's probably going to hurl colorful verbal abuse.]
Jesus, Jesus fuCKin' christ, what the – what the fuck, what the fuck, this is – fuckin' H. G. Wells bullshit, some Doctor Moreau motherfucker got me all -
[Okay yeah he just bit his tongue, he just bit his tongue with a brand new set of POINTY BITERS, what the hell.]
3 (this is ink just messing around For Fun)
[This whole prolonged situation has been incredibly trying. Tim wasn't surprised when he started hearing voices. He had simply accepted it as the natural conclusion of such overwhelming stress and strain on his already overtaxed being.]
If you hear it too then perhaps we're sharing the same delusion.
beautiful
[He's gonna forgive the weird phrasing for the time being, on account of that's the least questionable thing going on in this situation.]
Think it's some kinda, I dunno, dog whistle kinda thing? Like a noise nobody hears but us, folks who got got and wound up at the beach.
3
[... Kaph hears it too, but he feels a mighty need to lash out right now.]