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graveyardsmash2020-06-12 08:19 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME: 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.
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[She thought for a minute.]
Is there a way you could perform a test, perhaps? To see if you're still a machine?
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Nothing that isn't like, hurting me.
[There is always waiting and seeing, which she leaves unsaid.]
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[Cynthia sighs, and crosses her arms.]
I'm afraid your only option is to wait and see. But I can't imagine there'd be one exception to what is apparently the rule, here.
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[Roll has an idea thanks to Cynthia mentioning a diagnostic program, although she doesn't exactly have that she does have her method of gathering information quickly.
And it's not like this place doesn't have some kind of network, right?]
I can try one thing. [As she finishes saying that, Roll closes her eyes and brings her fingers up to her temples as she tries to do a search of any sort of network or connect to anything of that sort. Her brow furrows as she's trying, and trying and...
Nothing.]
That's weird, I'm not connecting to anything at all...
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[That's certainly very telling, considering Cynthia knows there's a kind of network in this place.]
There's one final check we can make, I think. May I see your wrist for a moment? I'll check for a pulse... unless you're designed to mimic that, I mean.
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[At asking if she mimicks a pulse, Roll shakes her head 'no'. There's no reason to do something like that, also it'd be weird as all heck to boot.
But hey, she holds out her arm so Cynthia can check her wrist and you know. Fell that very real human pulse going on there.]
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But for clarity's sake.]
There's a pulse. You have a heartbeat.
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...
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What.
[No seriously, Roll doesn't quite know how to take this bit of information. And it shows in her expression.]
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I can imagine this is quite a shock for you.