graveyardsmash | TEST DRIVE MEME: MAY/JUNE

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[MacCready's brows furrow as he looks on at the stranger as if he's sprouting three heads (not that it'd be the freakiest thing he's ever seen...centaurs have that beat), before he breaks out into an obnoxiously boisterous laugh.]

That's why you piss in the corner or something, duh. [Are you new?!] Go on about the stupid plumbing all you want — I need a pipe to make a gun since some asshole took mine.

So you're gonna have to deal with it.

[Spoken with way too much authority that he absolutely doesn't have. But you know what!! Fuck you, that's what!!]

[ Rafe's nose wrinkles in immediate distaste. As if he needed more reason to judge this little pipsqueak. Where is this dipshit's parent to get their spawn on a leash? ]

While that may be how you roll where you're from, but in a civilized world? We try not to splash human waste all over the place.

[ Wait. I'm sorry. What. ]

Did you say a gun.

Easy, big shot.

[With your "civilized peeing" and your fancy world that isn't one big waste bin. OOOO LA LAAA.]

Did I stutter? Yeah I said gun.

[ Aside from the fact that wow, how low are your standards when not wanting to whip it out is what makes somebody a big shot— ]

Who in their absolute fucked mind would give you an actual goddamn gun? [ ...Huh. Maybe he shouldn't curse in front of the small child. Strange feeling. Is this a moral??? ] There's usually some kind of height requirement for these things.

[Oh is he bristling now. He tries to hide it as soon as it happens, but he sucks at hiding when he's pissed off, quite frankly.]

First of all, no one gives me a gun. When I find one I fucking take it. Second of all, my rifle is as big as me and I could still pop you between the eyes, you old fart.

[So don't even start.]

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