TDM: JANUARY/FEBRUARY

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TDM: JANUARY/FEBRUARY

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 in a dark ditch, the sky cloudy overhead. Dirt cakes into your cuts and scrapes. The air is clammy and damp, and it smells like rain.

You’re in a grave. And when you sit up to inspect the tombstone marking your spot, it has your name on it. Maybe the graves next to you have the names of familiar friends, family, acquaintances. Not all of them are open like yours are. RIP.

There’s a light dancing in the distance, and you hear the jingle-jangle of heavy keys, or worse still, the gravekeeper’s massive pitchfork or shovel. If you're lucky, you can sneak out beyond his notice, and get out alone. If not - you might find yourself on the wrong end of a shovel’s swing, or worse yet, tripping headfirst in front of a pair of monstrous eyes.

SCENARIO TWO

You've stumbled your way out of the graveyard, and you're promptly besieged by the overwhelming sights and sounds of the city. Cars honk at you to get out of the street, and strangers try not to look in your direction for too long. They see your dirty clothes and scraped faces, and pretend to busy themselves with something else. Rarely, a look of pity is cast your way.

But some people try to reach out. Enterprising citizens and those that hope to curry favor with the newcomers pass out new clothes and bundles of food, asking if you have a place to stay the night, wondering about the details of the world you came from. Some are even handing out pamphlets which vary in how helpful they are--"What To Expect When You're Expecting (To Turn Into A Monster)", "Wolpertinger: Fact or Fiction?", "100% ACCURATE MONSTER QUIZ ASSESSMENT: GUARANTEED TO PREDICT YOUR MONSTER!", and "Ryslig Law In A Nutshell".

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? Does it fit you, or does it feel incongruous with your nature? Feel free to pick any monster type for this prompt, but note that you may not get the same one in game.

Comments

[alexandercityborn]

[The gravedigger's still stood there, sides heaving as he breathes, furious. Aaron keeps the shovel trained on him, ready to swing if he tries to lunge for either him or the girl. He hasn't had to hit a literal person with a shovel before, but he's not exactly going to hesitate now.]

...No, [look, honesty!] but it ain't anything can be dealt with now.

[He jerks his head at the path.]

Might want to put distance between this asshole and ourselves.

[ariaum]

[She takes a deep breath then nods. It's strange that she can't fight right now but, well, maybe that was for the best. Still she frowns at the gravedigger.]

Right, let's just go.

[She backs up, taking Aaron by the arm to pull him with her.]

He's not going to listen to anyone right now.

[She'd rather not leave a bad first impression but trying to hit her with a shovel wasn't the best manners, either. After they get away a bit and the gravedigger has moved on:]

Thanks... I'm normally faster than that.

[alexandercityborn]

[He lets himself be pulled away, but he doesn't take eyes off the man until he's out of sight. Someone willing to swing a shovel at someone for no reason was worthy of watching, and was even more worthy of getting smacked with a shovel themselves if they tried shit again.]

Don't mention it. Can't exactly expect to be feelin' perfectly up to everything when you've woken up in a graveyard, can you?

[ariaum]

[For her part, she keeps glancing backwards. She wants to believe the best but people can act in rough ways when they're upset. Little Mermaid just wants to know why--but that can wait.]

Hehe... guess not. [Her small laugh is uneasy at best.] This place at least makes more sense than the last graveyard I've seen. [It's a bit forced but she's trying to not think about worse places.]

I'd take him over any Marchen...

[alexandercityborn]

[He can't say he's spent a lot of time in graveyards himself. Perhaps he would have if he wasn't brought here, but that's not something to trouble a stranger about when he has no idea where (or when) he is.]

Marchen?