TDM: MAY/JUNE

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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 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

[darlingdraculina]

[Well, that was... unexpected.

She tenses just a bit when he embraces her, recovering quickly enough to relax her shoulders and get her other arm around him, rubbing comforting little circles on his back. She's not unaccustomed to delivering bad news, or being a stranger's shoulder to cry on in a hard time-- she was a police officer, bad news was half of her job --but when it came to things like this, telling someone they may not see their loved one for some time, if ever again... That's something she thinks she may never get used to.

Too recent, too familiar.

Seras tries for a reassuring, sympathetic sort of smile as she pulls back from him, not quite breaking the embrace, but leaning back enough to be able to get a good look at him. Bless his entire heart... he's going to have a hard time here, isn't he?

When he speaks, she can't stop herself from smiling wider, more genuinely with that gentle request, the sadness in her own eyes softening to a wistful sort of endearment as she nods. How could she say no to that face?]

Absolutely. That's just what I was thinking. We'll tell them that you're new to town, and they'll take care of you for a few nights until you get your bearings.

[Tilting her head, she huffs a soft laugh, looking a tad nervous again.]

Aaand, I'll figure out how t'get you that hot chocolate. Might be a little harder in the summertime, but I think I can manage it.