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.
It was a really, really stupid idea. Sword in hand, Yuuya had walked to the nearby forest after talks of monsters nearby. Well more like the inhabitants of the town were always glaring at him since his arrival, having gotten worse the last week he'd been here.
Rumors that they were turning into monsters hadn't escaped his ears, but really! He felt perfectly fine, apart from the lack of his persona. Maybe sometimes he was a tiny bit hungrier than before, but nothing an extra piece of meet couldn't But that was alright, he was determined to walk his own path.
So why did he feel the need to be here? If he did meet a monster, he wasn't even sure what he could do. Not to mention that headache that was beginning to rise, threatening to destroy his concentration. Urrgh...maybe he should just return home and tell them he saw nothing.
They all feel a pull someday, it's only a matter of time really.
As he stepped closer, he could hear a shuffling noise like someone trying to get away from him. Almost like they were frightened for some reason. The only thing he might catch is a flash of red and maybe some raven colored hair as it seemed to vanish within a bundle of trees.
...follow?
So his new monster form is kick to the face got it (wait)
Definitely something out there. It just made his headache swell up, and he still had half of an urge to return home anyway so he could drink and hopefully get this feeling out of him. Until he catches a glimpse of the hair color and in his daze reminds him of a good friend.
"Eriko? ...Urgggh..." Shit, he's not being quiet about this at all. He doesn't even bother playing it safely by this point, removing his sword from its sheath.
The rustling stopped as whatever he was chasing made a little hole in some nearby brush. The only way the guy could know someone was there due to the eyes peeking out.
"Why are you following me?" It was supposed to be threatening but it just came out as a squeak.
"I never could. It was the same for most of my friends except for one: he could use a lot of them at once."
But he really didn't answer her question from earlier...maybe she could try talking to him and get some information out. It was hard doing it as a bird after all.
"About a month ago," he explained. "But that's odd...all my friend and I could use a lot of Personas. Philemon did say they made up our selves, both good and bad, right? Why would you just have one aspect of your self with you?"
That was not answering his question at all! But he put it aside for the matter at hand.
"I've heard rumors," he began. "But I've learned to realize that a lot of the strongest ones have some basis in reality." Playing the Persona game did come from a rumor, after all...he put a hand on his head for a few seconds, feeling the pain rising in him.
She noticed that without a doubt; her sight was sharper than other creatures. The rustling on her end started again, getting closer to the boy without being seen.
"You've been here a month...it looks like you're about to change too."
It's a sad tone, almost regretful that he had to go through with it.
The headache increased in intensity and he had to kneel in the forest ground, clutching at his chest in additional pain. This felt nothing like when he'd first called upon his Persona. There's only pain, not a sense of liberation.
She had two conflicting emotions: to hide and let him suffer in it alone or to show herself and be there for this poor boy. Obvious which choice she picked.
"Tell me what's going on. What are you feeling?"
Her voice is close, almost right beside him and soon to be next to him, a hand on his shoulder. Was her nails sharp or was he imagining it?
He turned around and got a good look at her. Yet strangely, he didn't appear to be afraid at all, like seeing someone looking like this was perfectly normal.
"Ahh, a harpy."
A massive headache follows after that and he has to clutch his head. "I feel like shit!" he added, not quite exactly what the other had asked.
"W-well...." he tried to think concisely. "Everything feels like...i-it's on fire?" It was the best he could do. After that, he fell on his side, trying to control his breathing. His hands were fumbling with his jacket, to remove it so that he wouldn't feel this hot...but also to preserve it.
It wasn't hard to figure out after looking at Yukiko that he'd probably undergo a transformation too. His coat was too precious to lose; it was the only thing remaining from his world. His pants and shirt also came from his uniform, but they had no school symbol on them.
"Things are pushing out of my spine, both at the top and bottom." Wings like hers?
Spine and bottom...Yukiko wasted no time in removing the boy's shirt but wasn't sure about his pants. Something he can do himself because she still feels awkward about it.
"You sound like you're growing wings and a tail. Will...do you need me to remove your pants so it can come out?"
Somehow that managed to snap him out of his trance and pain as he managed to stop struggling enough to look at her. Funny, the cold really bother him anyway.
"Hey, wait! Y-you can't just yank a guy's pants off!" You also couldn't remove a guy's shirt either, even ideal Maki wouldn't be that bold, what was up with this girl.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" If you've ever wanted to see a guy hopping on one leg trying to remove his clothing, all the while falling over, then behold, a spectacle for all the ages. His friends would have had a riot with it, that's for sure. But now that he was like this, he began to wait for something else to happen, shivering. Great now he just looked stupid.
His cat eats twitched in annoyance...wait, his what?
"Unless you want your pants ruined by the tail coming out, it's best to take it off." she sighed but the moment he started hopping around and fell down...
"S-Sorry! You were just jumping around and-!" her giggles had gotten smaller and shorter as she finally noticed those large bumps on his back getting...well, larger. It at least distracted him from a pain for a minute.
He didn't have time to say anything else, as pain racked his entire body and he fell down again, gritting his teeth, new cat-like ears lowered inwardly. The bumps threatened to burst and spill, but continued to grow until they'd formed a mass of flesh that quickly began to turn into hard, leathery wings.
Yuuya could feel everything happening, lowering his face even more so he could scream at the earth and bury out the deathly inhuman sound which escaped his lips. His jaw hurt and he covered it with both hands just as he cut himself, realizomg that his canines were becoming sharper. They pushed against all the others, who themselves were becoming more specialized in tearing than chewing on soft berries....
...This wasn't the mouth of an omnivore.
The wings behind him finally stopped growing, covering him completely like a security blanket as he violently shivered in the weather. Everything seemed so colder. He felt so sick he could barely breathe and his vision became blurred...
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graveyardsmash2014-07-04 09:45 pm
3 *quietly throws all the protags at you*
Rumors that they were turning into monsters hadn't escaped his ears, but really! He felt perfectly fine, apart from the lack of his persona. Maybe sometimes he was a tiny bit hungrier than before, but nothing an extra piece of meet couldn't But that was alright, he was determined to walk his own path.
So why did he feel the need to be here? If he did meet a monster, he wasn't even sure what he could do. Not to mention that headache that was beginning to rise, threatening to destroy his concentration. Urrgh...maybe he should just return home and tell them he saw nothing.
/kicks naoya in the face shhhh
As he stepped closer, he could hear a shuffling noise like someone trying to get away from him. Almost like they were frightened for some reason. The only thing he might catch is a flash of red and maybe some raven colored hair as it seemed to vanish within a bundle of trees.
...follow?
So his new monster form is kick to the face got it (wait)
"Eriko? ...Urgggh..." Shit, he's not being quiet about this at all. He doesn't even bother playing it safely by this point, removing his sword from its sheath.
It's stupid to follow.
He does it anyway.
ahaha
"Why are you following me?" It was supposed to be threatening but it just came out as a squeak.
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CONTACT OPTION
[Taunt
Persuade
>Invite
Sing]
"Hey, do you want to become one of my Persona?"
Gods, he hoped that would somehow work.
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"You...can use persona?"
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"Yeah? Well...not right now, but I'm sure if I can contact with a few demons here, I might be able to go into the Velvet Room and talk with Igor..."
wanna rng what monster she is?
"You're just like a friend of mine...he could use more than one persona too. I'm not sure about that room you mentioned though."
let's go with harpy
"Use more than one persona? ...Doesn't everyone?"
moar burds
But he really didn't answer her question from earlier...maybe she could try talking to him and get some information out. It was hard doing it as a bird after all.
"Did you just get here?"
bird bird bird is the word
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"Have you...heard what's been happening to anyone pulled from other worlds yet?"
Maybe if he has, the change would be a little easier for him.
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"I've heard rumors," he began. "But I've learned to realize that a lot of the strongest ones have some basis in reality." Playing the Persona game did come from a rumor, after all...he put a hand on his head for a few seconds, feeling the pain rising in him.
"...ow."
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"You've been here a month...it looks like you're about to change too."
It's a sad tone, almost regretful that he had to go through with it.
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The headache increased in intensity and he had to kneel in the forest ground, clutching at his chest in additional pain. This felt nothing like when he'd first called upon his Persona. There's only pain, not a sense of liberation.
"Nrrrgh..."
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"Tell me what's going on. What are you feeling?"
Her voice is close, almost right beside him and soon to be next to him, a hand on his shoulder. Was her nails sharp or was he imagining it?
your turn to roll.
"Ahh, a harpy."
A massive headache follows after that and he has to clutch his head. "I feel like shit!" he added, not quite exactly what the other had asked.
manticore!
She rolled her eyes slightly as she tried to ask some of the more important questions.
"Tell me everything that your body is doing right now. I can try and make you more comfortable but I can't do it blindly."
so the tables have turned in cat ears I see
"W-well...." he tried to think concisely. "Everything feels like...i-it's on fire?" It was the best he could do. After that, he fell on his side, trying to control his breathing. His hands were fumbling with his jacket, to remove it so that he wouldn't feel this hot...but also to preserve it.
It wasn't hard to figure out after looking at Yukiko that he'd probably undergo a transformation too. His coat was too precious to lose; it was the only thing remaining from his world. His pants and shirt also came from his uniform, but they had no school symbol on them.
"Things are pushing out of my spine, both at the top and bottom." Wings like hers?
p much
"You sound like you're growing wings and a tail. Will...do you need me to remove your pants so it can come out?"
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anyway."Hey, wait! Y-you can't just yank a guy's pants off!" You also couldn't remove a guy's shirt either, even ideal Maki wouldn't be that bold, what was up with this girl.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" If you've ever wanted to see a guy hopping on one leg trying to remove his clothing, all the while falling over, then behold, a spectacle for all the ages. His friends would have had a riot with it, that's for sure. But now that he was like this, he began to wait for something else to happen, shivering. Great now he just looked stupid.
His cat eats twitched in annoyance...wait, his what?
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She laughed.
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"A-are you alright?!"
Says the guy currently in pain, just as the bumps in his back start to become bigger...
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He didn't have time to say anything else, as pain racked his entire body and he fell down again, gritting his teeth, new cat-like ears lowered inwardly. The bumps threatened to burst and spill, but continued to grow until they'd formed a mass of flesh that quickly began to turn into hard, leathery wings.
Yuuya could feel everything happening, lowering his face even more so he could scream at the earth and bury out the deathly inhuman sound which escaped his lips. His jaw hurt and he covered it with both hands just as he cut himself, realizomg that his canines were becoming sharper. They pushed against all the others, who themselves were becoming more specialized in tearing than chewing on soft berries....
...This wasn't the mouth of an omnivore.
The wings behind him finally stopped growing, covering him completely like a security blanket as he violently shivered in the weather. Everything seemed so colder. He felt so sick he could barely breathe and his vision became blurred...
"A-ahhh..."
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