TEST DRIVE MEME: MAY/JUNE

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TDM: MAY/JUNE

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

[ikonsuit]

( He and this man are closer in age than Slade would like to admit. Still, age is a bit hard to ascertain with all of the... other things... this man has going on. Man? Is that right? You're going to have to excuse Slade's lack of diplomacy, or you can choose not to.

This newcomer, he at least smiles and carries himself like a normal person, so Slade is going to do his best to reserve his judgements.

Which he, unfortunately, is not very good at. )

Looks like 'dem changes' already caught up to you. Don't remember seeing a pamphlet for your type. What was the transformation like? You eat anyone yet?

[liveandletdye]

[Slade's decidedly unconventional take on diplomacy does not go unnoticed. The man pauses for a moment at Slade's very direct question, eyes widening in surprise as the smile abruptly leaves his face.]

I was hoping I wouldn’t have to discuss this so soon.

[He moves to take a seat on the bed, pointedly lowering his voice as he goes on.]

But you seem to be a remarkably perceptive gentleman. There wouldn't be much point in denying what I've done here.

[ikonsuit]

Better now than never. Share your body count and get it out of the way.

( More of the diplomatic charm he's best known for. When this man takes a seat on the bed, Slade makes room for him. He doesn't look frightened or even worried by his new 'friend's' appearance, but he does appear skeptical at his whispered words. )

It takes perception to notice you have a divot in your forehead where your brain should be? Enough with the theatrics; the suspense is killing me. What'd you do, Reptar?

[liveandletdye]

[Under other circumstances, he would have had no intention of cutting out the theatrics and he’s on the verge of telling this man that he has absolutely no appreciation for decent repartee, but at the mention of the divot, a hard, defensive edge creeps into his demeanour. He draws himself up a little straighter, raw indignation flashing in his eyes as he gives Slade another smile, one that’s too tight and a little too keen to be genuinely friendly.]

Well that’s hardly a reason to accuse someone of cannibalism. It would be one thing if you thought you'd noticed something monstrous about me, for lack of a better term---but to go on making disparaging----[He cuts himself off with a sharp, performative gasp as though something very important has just occurred to him, leaning forward and pausing for a moment before asking,]

I’m sorry. Reptar?