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TDM: MARCH/APRIL

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.

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There's no need for this, really. I see where you might be confused, but I am a mere mortal. Bash me with a shovel and I will die, guys.

[Merton, his hands up, is trying to talk his way out of the situation. The mob is having none of it, but Gene's words at least get them to turn from the grave.]

And who might you be? [The seemingly self-appointed leader turns to Gene with narrowed eyes.]

He's one of them! [A female hanger-on in the mob cuts in.]

[Meanwhile, Merton is taking advantage of the mob's distraction and trying to climb out of the grave on his own.]

[...Shit. He didn't know what they meant by "one of them", but it didn't sound good. As much as running away sounded tempting, he wasn't one to abandon people in need. Even possible monsters.]

I...heh. I'm afraid I don't know what you mean by that but why don't you just let me and my friend go in peace? We'll be out of your hair in a jiffy!

[He glanced behind the mob at Merton climbing out before looking back at the mob with a smile, silently urging him to go faster. This wasn't looking good for either of them. Gritting his teeth behind his smile, he continued, trying to keep their attention on him.]

Look, I was a famous spirit medium and exorcist back home. Maybe I could talk to some ghosts for you? Or maybe you need some help with exorcising some? Either way, I could help you!

[Whether or not he actually did it, he would decide depending on how fast this guy escaped. That is if I even have those powers after being resurrected...]

[Meanwhile, Merton's manged to actually get one arm up over the side of the grave...the furthest side from the mob, naturally. He claws at the grass to get a handhold.

The mood of the crowd continues to worsen.

"Yeah. Your kind want to make more of us into ghosts" someone grumbles.

Merton puts one leg over the side and rolls over onto his back. He's panting, but that doesn't stop him from doing a victory fist-pump.]

[One angry mob focusing on you instead of the stranger, check. He sighed to himself before continuing talking to the said mob.]

Look, I really don't know what you're talking about. My friend and I just woke up here in that-

[He paused from his statement when he realized a reason this looked bad. They did wake up in a graveyard. They probably think they're zombies or something. For him, that was a little bit closer to the truth but he wasn't going to correct them right now.]

We're not going to harm you. We're just confused.

That's right!

[He really couldn't keep quiet, but also he realizes the other boy is in just as much danger as he is. Merton shrinks a little as he feels everyone's eyes on him now, but he continues.]

We just need a map and we will be out of your hair so fast. So very fast. What do you say, huh?

...orr actually, even just a head start would be good.

Edited 2022-03-29 12:51 (UTC)

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