Welcome to Ryslig's test drive meme! If you're considering apping here, this is where you can try your characters out in the game's setting. A few things to note:
Test drive meme threads can be used for your roleplay sample!
Sample scenarios:
SCENARIO ONE: You've just been released from the hospital in Vandare and no one really seems to know what to do with you. The locals offer polite advice but don't seem to want to spend a lot of time with you. You and the other new arrivals stick out like sore thumbs, so perhaps one will spot you wandering about town.
SCENARIO TWO: You've become hopelessly lost in Lager Woods. Paths don't seem to lead where you remember them leading, and you feel as if you're going around in circles. Childlike giggling can be heard from no direction in particular. Suddenly, you stumble upon another character, who seems to be just as lost as you! Perhaps you can find a way out together.
SCENARIO THREE: 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? NOTE: Feel free to pick any monster type for this prompt, but note that you may not get the same one in game.
Ah, wonderful. So not only do we have creepy laughing children, we've got a forest that likes to play pranks.
[He nods to himself, almost solemnly, before proceeding to huck the rock he's holding as far as he can throw it.]
This sucks. If I still had my freaking powers we'd be out of here by now, but noooo, that'd be way too easy. [A huff of breath, and he tugs off his beanie to run a hand through his hair, looking to her.] You got any other ideas? Because besides climbing trees and maybe shouting, I'm out.
I don't know which is worse; the fact that you can blame the forest on playing a prank on us or the fact that I half believe that.
[She's watching him have his little expressiveness as to how he feels about this situation, surprised momentarily by the mention of powers. No, she's not going to let that go.]
That depends on what you mean by powers, I guess? And how you think that that's going to help here?
I'm - or I was, I guess? Got no idea what's going on with it, really - a Conduit. [The tone of his voice says he fully expects her to understand what that means, but at least he elaborates on it a little too.] Shot smoke out of my fingers, could run at light speed, fun stuff like that. Nooot so much ever since I've gotten here, which, mind you, I have no idea how that happened.
[His face says he doesn't much care for it either.]
I mean, with the smoke I could've made a signal or something - [And then he pauses, because:] wait. You know how to make a fire?
... You wouldn't happen to be off any sort of meds or anything, would you?
[Because he definitely sounded like he needed to be on some. That or someone had been playing XBox a little too long.]
Because I'm not judging or anything, but... maybe you need to lay off the games. Or the comics. I'm not really sure which one promotes that kind of thinking more.
My fire making skills are limited to lighters and stoves and since I don't have either on me...
[And as much as Veronica might think he's weird, Delsin's giving her a look right now that says much the same re: his thoughts on her.]
Cali still gets the news, right? There's no way you haven't heard about Conduits. Bio-Terrorists? [As much as he hates that word. He moves to look around in the brush as he talks, trying to find something he might be able to use.] I mean, it's not like the D.U.P. tried to hide that we were a thing, just freak people out instead...
[See this look, Delsin? That's the look of a woman who has no freakin' clue what you're talking about and is seriously wondering if someone might have escaped from a pretty padded cell.]
Sorry, you lost me at Bio-Terrorists and D.U.P. I mean, I know there's some bio-weapons out there, but we haven't had anyone actually dubbed a bioterrorist yet. Just regular ol' terrorists. So... again, you sure you haven't just, you know, mixed up reality with some sort of Grand Theft Auto thing?
[And here he stops, and gives her a look that's not so much accusatory as puzzled, a squint like he's trying to figure out if she's faking him out for laughs or what. Except he's not seeing anything like that, which is honestly very weird.]
You're not joking. [A confused pause, then a shake of his head.] Okay, well, now that I totally look like a crazy person... I promise I'm not like, off my meds or an escapee from the insane house or anything like that. And I dunno, I can explain if you want or we can just drop it, but either way we're still kinda stuck.
[Mostly he's just hoping she doesn't try to deck him and run off now.]
[As long as he's the kind of crazy that keeps his hands to himself, she doesn't have too much of a problem with him.]
Dropping it's fine for now. Maybe when we get out of here and can sit down and have a coffee and not worry about getting eaten by whatever might be lurking in here, sure, you can give me a run down on your crazy. Now? We sort of have bigger problems.
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[He nods to himself, almost solemnly, before proceeding to huck the rock he's holding as far as he can throw it.]
This sucks. If I still had my freaking powers we'd be out of here by now, but noooo, that'd be way too easy. [A huff of breath, and he tugs off his beanie to run a hand through his hair, looking to her.] You got any other ideas? Because besides climbing trees and maybe shouting, I'm out.
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[She's watching him have his little expressiveness as to how he feels about this situation, surprised momentarily by the mention of powers. No, she's not going to let that go.]
That depends on what you mean by powers, I guess? And how you think that that's going to help here?
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[His face says he doesn't much care for it either.]
I mean, with the smoke I could've made a signal or something - [And then he pauses, because:] wait. You know how to make a fire?
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[Because he definitely sounded like he needed to be on some. That or someone had been playing XBox a little too long.]
Because I'm not judging or anything, but... maybe you need to lay off the games. Or the comics. I'm not really sure which one promotes that kind of thinking more.
My fire making skills are limited to lighters and stoves and since I don't have either on me...
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Cali still gets the news, right? There's no way you haven't heard about Conduits. Bio-Terrorists? [As much as he hates that word. He moves to look around in the brush as he talks, trying to find something he might be able to use.] I mean, it's not like the D.U.P. tried to hide that we were a thing, just freak people out instead...
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Sorry, you lost me at Bio-Terrorists and D.U.P. I mean, I know there's some bio-weapons out there, but we haven't had anyone actually dubbed a bioterrorist yet. Just regular ol' terrorists. So... again, you sure you haven't just, you know, mixed up reality with some sort of Grand Theft Auto thing?
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You're not joking. [A confused pause, then a shake of his head.] Okay, well, now that I totally look like a crazy person... I promise I'm not like, off my meds or an escapee from the insane house or anything like that. And I dunno, I can explain if you want or we can just drop it, but either way we're still kinda stuck.
[Mostly he's just hoping she doesn't try to deck him and run off now.]
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Dropping it's fine for now. Maybe when we get out of here and can sit down and have a coffee and not worry about getting eaten by whatever might be lurking in here, sure, you can give me a run down on your crazy. Now? We sort of have bigger problems.
Like getting out of here.