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.
"They brought me there. You were there- When I was first introduced. Or rather, I was introduced in The Round room." Again, curt, but Xion has no clue exactly why she's being suddenly questioned with these things. Or even why he doesn't seem to know who he is.
"You've changed." he stated simply, as though this would easily explain away his suspicion and lingering doubts.
The doll actually had her own face? Of course, this would also match with the fact that he'd been feeling unusual since his arrival to this place as well - being unable to use a Corridor to return home, unable to summon Lunatic..
..Feeling. as an adjective to describe the goings-on with himself. What a novelty.
This makes even less sense than previously. She's.... changed? She's only been here for a few hours now, how exactly had she changed in so little time? Unless her face was really scratched up, she hasn't seen a mirror in awhile, so she doesn't really know.
She'll find one later, if she can.
"I've been trying to gather information, but no one has been told anything we don't already know."
"Duly noted. Continue those efforts, then. If we're lucky, we may learn something new sooner or later. Report back to me if you do learn anything."
His tone still managed to carry that flat affect, even if he was no longer a Nobody. Firmly giving orders while seeming almost robotic about the entire ordeal, had come to be a ground-in habit by this point. A well-worn mask that conveniently still managed to work in spite of seeming to have a Heart once more.
As much as habit would have dictated that he condescendingly refer to Xion as doll or puppet...She somehow seemed like she was an actual person at this point. It did little to raise her value in Saïx's mind, but..It did fill him with a strange hesitation to continue referring to her as 'doll', and he wasn't sure at all as to why.
Xion nods, already starting to turn away before she realizes that maybe she should wait for him to tell her she's dismissed. Quickly, she turns back to him.
"Can I go now?"
There's nothing... else he wants to say to her, right? She'd rather not be insulted by him right now, not when they're both lost and she doesn't exactly have any of her abilities. She already knows she's useless for the moment, thanks.
Well, it's not as though he was likely to get any more out of her right now. Not to mention that, based on some of her prior performance in the Organization, what he would likely get out of her would be dubious anyway. Not in the sense of her outright fabricating things, but more to the tune of her collapsing somewhere or clumsily fumbling on something. Even if he scarcely recognized her to begin with, she did lack Roxas in this place..and she was still, fundamentally, a puppet...right?
Now was not the time to mull over such quandaries.
"Yes. You are dismissed."
If nothing else, this chance encounter did leave the Diviner something to think about...which may or may not prove to be a good thing in the long run.
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graveyardsmash2014-07-04 09:45 pm
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With a bit of courage, she swallows.
"I'm.. Xion. Number 14. Remember?"
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The doll actually had her own face? Of course, this would also match with the fact that he'd been feeling unusual since his arrival to this place as well - being unable to use a Corridor to return home, unable to summon Lunatic..
..Feeling. as an adjective to describe the goings-on with himself. What a novelty.
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She'll find one later, if she can.
"I've been trying to gather information, but no one has been told anything we don't already know."
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His tone still managed to carry that flat affect, even if he was no longer a Nobody. Firmly giving orders while seeming almost robotic about the entire ordeal, had come to be a ground-in habit by this point. A well-worn mask that conveniently still managed to work in spite of seeming to have a Heart once more.
As much as habit would have dictated that he condescendingly refer to Xion as doll or puppet...She somehow seemed like she was an actual person at this point. It did little to raise her value in Saïx's mind, but..It did fill him with a strange hesitation to continue referring to her as 'doll', and he wasn't sure at all as to why.
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"Can I go now?"
There's nothing... else he wants to say to her, right? She'd rather not be insulted by him right now, not when they're both lost and she doesn't exactly have any of her abilities. She already knows she's useless for the moment, thanks.
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Now was not the time to mull over such quandaries.
"Yes. You are dismissed."
If nothing else, this chance encounter did leave the Diviner something to think about...which may or may not prove to be a good thing in the long run.