TEST DRIVE MEME: JULY / AUGUST

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TDM: JULY / AUGUST

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

[primordialerebus]

[ She manages a small chuckle at his own self-deprecation, because… yeah. This is not a normal situation for anyone besides maybe the locals yelling about monsters and shit. Actually, it would also be pretty normal for serial transmigrators if those exist, which like… who knows at this point??? ]

God yeah that sounds great tbh.

[ She takes a deep breath, straightening her posture and rolling her shoulders back. Okay Coraline. Here we go. Think of it as a performance or something… job interview? But for like, a possible friend. At least acquaintance hopefully because god he seems like he’s from somewhere pretty darn close to her reality unlike literally everyone else… Okay. Maybe the grumpy British dude too, but like… does he count really? ]

Hi, I’m Coraline. From New York City on Earth. Just graduated and having like, the weirdest gap year ever.

[ She says with a grin, pushing aside any shyness or trepidation. You got this!! Maybe even another try at a handshake? ]

[tellessultan]

[Joey decides to put a little flare into his re-introduction, doing a quick spin on his heel to pretend as if he just turned around and happened upon Coraline.]

[He feigns mild surprise, then smiles and raises his hands to sign "Hey, Coraline. I'm Joey." Usually he'd take it a little slow with the fingerspelling, but since Coraline seems to be well-versed in ASL he allows himself the luxury of communicating at his more natural pace.]

[He takes the hand offered to him and gives it a quick shake, not because he wants to get the handshake over with, but because there's only so much he can say with just one free hand at his disposal.]

/What part of New York are you from? I can't place an accent, and I'm usually pretty good with voices.

[His smile turns wry, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly in amusement at his own joke.]

/Which is ironic, I know./

[primordialerebus]

[ Her grin only gets wider as she tries to hold back her laughter with each of Joey’s snappy movements. Ok he’s cool. Charming one could even say, but not in like a smarmy way? Basically she wish she’d met someone like him during her first week of college. Like, finding Iyawa was great, but you know. Making new friends and all that.

Whatever. ]

Oh uh, I mean like. Not really since you aren’t like, deaf or anything? Though I get people can get like super dumb about it. But yeah, I guess like I said I’m from New York but I grew up in the LA area so my accents probably more Socal. I live in Harlem though! Pretty sure me and my roomie are part of the next wave of gentrification but like… cheap rent is very hard to say no to.

[ She’s talking too much again isn’t she. God. ]

But like, yeah. Where’re you from? Sorry, I know I kinda like, ramble.