JANUARY/FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE

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TDM: JANUARY/FEBRUARY

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

[broken_tool]

Slowly he's letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, yes, hopefully this would be kinder to him. "I died protecting what was precious to me, it was... at least the way I would have preferred to go out." Had it hurt? Absolutely. But he'd done his job and with what he was told when he came back he had done what had needed to be done. He'd accomplished what had needed to be accomplished. And that was what had mattered, at the end of the day. "The same cannot happen here, at least not under the same circumstances, so I would think things would go better." No need to throw yourself in front of a metaphorical bullet here, yet.

"It is rather simple if you know anything about human anatomy, there are certain places you can hit and end a fight quickly." Sorry, Giorno, it's probably clear as day that this kid is nowhere near as innocent as he sounded before. Oops.

[fighting_gold]

"There is a lot of honor... in dying to protect something." He says, his mind drifting to his friends, people he cared about, who paid the ultimate price. "Doing what you think is the right thing... there is a kind of grace in dying for that." He nods at the idea of things going better here.

"I know the anatomy, I'm just not as sure on my own precision." he admits, with a slight shrug. He had already figured the other wasn't all that innocent, though the matter of fact way he stated that... seemed to imply more violence than he'd already figured.