Welcome to Ryslig's test drive meme! If you're considering apping here, this is where you can try your characters out in the game's setting. A few things to note:
Lots of people have asked good questions on the FAQ, so do take a look.
You can only app ONE character per round so choose wisely.
Test drive meme threads can be used for your roleplay sample!
NEW! Players with characters already in the game can earn up to a maximum of 3 coins by replying to potential character threads! You will need to have your normal 20 comment AC in the game. You cannot use this to go over the bonus 10 coins per month total, but you can use it if you are missing some threads to reach that coin total. Same rules as normal bonuses apply.
Sample scenarios:
SCENARIO ONE: So you've just arrived, fresh out of the hospital, and already the natives are trying to get on your good side. 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 great pamphlets. There's even some detailing certain monsters, and the changes they go through.
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.
SCENARIO TWO: You've become hopelessly lost in Lager Woods. Paths don't seem to lead where you remember them leading, and you feel as if you're going around in circles. Childlike giggling can be heard from no direction in particular. Suddenly, you stumble upon another character, who seems to be just as lost as you! Perhaps you can find a way out together.
SCENARIO THREE: You've heard about the fog, but you've never seen it before. Now, the mist surrounds you. Barely able to see before you, you need to get home - and fast. It's far too dangerous in this situation.
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? NOTE: Feel free to pick any monster type for this prompt, but note that you may not get the same one in game.
Doctor Victor Frankenstein, [ he added, taking Marie's hand and shaking it lightly, blissfully unaware of the connotations that his name had to her (and probably other people). Though, her question did interest him. 'Weird stuff?' ]
Would you mind elaborating on what 'weird stuff' you have?
[That was either the strangest coincidence, or something really, really weird was going on here. Until she knew more, though, she decided not to ask about that. After all, there was a lot more going on here than just that.
And it helped to talk.]
We... Some people where I'm from have powers. Mutants. Some... read minds or control the weather or... stuff like that.
[ Now that's interesting. As she mentions people with powers, Victor's eyes light up, listening in a bit. A year ago, he would have scoffed at the notion of mutants, of people who could control the weather or read minds. Now? He's much more of a believer. ]
Where I'm from, the word 'mutant' has...different connotations. [ like 'horribly deformed' sort of connotations. He still looks exceedingly interested, paying Marie more attention now that she had mentioned mutants than he had before. ] Mind telling me more about them?
W-- They're jus' like everyone else. [Which she means. Completely. She's seen nothing but their powers to set mutants apart from other people.] Powers, yeah, but... People, still.
[It's nice to have something that looks sort of like a captive audience. And someone who's not freaking out. That's always good. Besides, with everything this place seems to be promising? Mutants can't be that strange of a thing to hear about.
Especially if he really has dealt with vampires.]
Knew one boy who could control fire. 'Nother one who made an' controlled ice. They're jus'... born different. Somethin' in the genes that not everybody has.
[ How interesting. And how helpful. The ability to control fire or control ice...Victor could only think of how useful something like that could be. Though, something in the genes...that annoyed him a bit. ]
I have to admit, I'm not a geneticist. It's a science that's relatively understudied where I'm from. [ He had picked up on the fact that these people were from different worlds. But it stung him just how different they could be. ] Mendel had his paper, and that's about it—would you mind telling me more about the subject?
[ Because even if this girl doesn't know that much about genetics, she certainly knows more than him (which really, really annoys him) ]
Mendel... experimented with plants, right? To show the dominant and recessive genes. [It was, to say the least, a hesitating answer. After all, her understanding of genetics was as in-depth as a high school biology course allowed.] I dunno how it really works, but Jean or the professor could explain better.
There's a specific gene -- we call it the X gene. Just 'cause you have it doesn' mean you're a mutant. It's gotta be active. 'Course, no one knows 'bout it until it becomes active. Usually 'round puberty.
[They know about that in whatever world this guy's from, right? Have to.]
'S mostly recessive, I think. Why parents who don' show it can have kids who do.
[ Victor nodded, listening enrapt, like a student engrossed in a teacher's lecture. He did know about active genes—though mostly theory. It was so wonderful to know that the theory had been proven true. It was something he should remember, if he ever returned home.
(Ah. If. It was the first time he caught himself thinking 'if' he returned home.) ]
That would make sense. [ He looked up at Marie. Sorry, she's got his interest, he's going to be picking her brain about genetics all night. ] But what about a mutant child of mutant parents? After all, it's hardly believable that telepathy and controlling fire would be on the same genetic allele. Would that child have one or the other? Or possibly both or neither?
[Marie had to smile. After all, it was nice to have someone to talk about this with. She'd been interested in it, especially since the cure had happened. If the gene could be turned off, what did the future of medicine hold?
It was an intriguing possibility, one that made her actually want to go to college. Maybe.]
I dunno, really. We... don' know much about mutants having kids. Up 'til now, most've kept their heads down. We've started gettin' brought t'gether, but we don' know a lot.
Ain' met two mutants with th' same powers, though, so maybe we're all diff'rent.
Wouldn't that be interesting, [ he mused, with a small little ghost of a possible smile playing on his face. ] A whole set of mutants, each with their own special ability, like fingerprints or snowflakes. The ultimate sign of human individualism—an identity of indiscernibles in a powerful form.
[ He's in his element: Victor's having a grand ol'time essentially talking shop. ] I must say, I'm warming up to that idea.
[ Oh, he's learned his lesson with regards to that. Victor's already screwed up once by being terrified of someone that's different, he's not going to mess that up again. So Marie simply gets a small nod.
It also helps that she's certainly more sympathetic and they met under better circumstances than the last time he met someone "different." ]
People fear what they don't understand. [ speaking from experience... ] And at the moment, though I don't understand entirely everything about mutants, I know enough to know that there's no reason to fear you.
My world needs more people like you. [Or, at least, from what she knew, it does.] I mean, 's not like we're all saints or anythin'.
We got bad ones, but that's not all of us, y'know?
[But the ones like Magneto and Mystique were the ones that would doom them all. Marie doesn't want to think about what might be happening to her friends every moment she's in this strange place.]
Of course, [ he responded, with a nod. ] Saying that all mutants are bad is a completely reductive statement. You're an offshoot of a species—or possibly an entire species in itself. [ because again, genetics isn't his strong suit. ] It's pointless to tar every single one of you with such trite statements as 'they're all saints' or 'they're entirely bad.'
[ Victor shrugs, as if he's speaking common sense. Part of it is his empirical worldview. But part of it is the fact that when you deal with corpses, your morals tend to get a tad bit gray. ]
[She smiles a little more. After all, it's a relief. Someone who doesn't seem to be part of their numbers, not a mutant, but who understands.]
Where I'm from? People wanted t' make us all register. So they could track us. Find us. For... "the protection of the normal people."
But all that information? It'd be public. Anyone could find it, an' people've hurt mutants b'fore, when they found out who they were and what they could do.
I can understand why people would be scared, [ because hey, vampires and people who could shoot out fire and other things like that? they were kind of scary. ] But telling everybody is hardly an ideal solution.
[ Really, all of this is sounding more and more familiar, more and more like his home. ] Miss Marie—have you heard of the term 'demimonde'?
I-- [She gives a bashful smile and shakes her head.] Can' say I have. I was never very good with French.
[Which she assumes the word is. It sounds French, at least.]
I don' blame people for bein' scared. I really don'. I was terrified of my powers when I had 'em. But... it ain' right t' treat us like criminals for somethin' we were born with.
The demimonde: a term that I first heard used by a friend of mine, Miss Ives. It is a place where the reality meets the spiritual world, the home of vampires, demons and other aspects of the supernatural. It seems that your world has a modified demimonde, the line between humans and mutants. [ A demimonde that mirrored the one of his own—there was fear and chaos when the supernatural bled into reality, and it seemed like Marie's home with the mutants had that same sort of fear when the worlds collided.
But there was a sentence there that caught his attention. Her powers when she had them. ] You mean to say you had, and then lost, your abilities?
Congratulations, I suppose. [ But that made him wonder. Whatever this girl's power was, she didn't have it anymore. She was essentially, a normal human being. If only he could manage to bring her back to his world, then maybe he could find a way of curing vampirism, maybe he could make it so that no one would suffer the same fate as Mina did. He still had a small amount of faith in the promise of a full-body blood transfusion as a cure for vampirism, and now that he knew someone with a cure for mutations?
Needless to say, Marie was now even more interesting. ] I hope this isn't rude, but how exactly did your cure work?
I'm... not really sure. I... didn' ask a lot of questions. They said it'd work, an' all I wanted was t' get rid of my powers.
[Though she hadn't really understood what she was doing, hadn't thought it through. She was, after all, no longer a mutant now. But she'd never be human, not in the eyes of everyone else. That made her... something else.
But it was, at least, sort of worth it. Kind of. She didn't have to worry about hurting anyone.]
It was a shot, I know that. I dunno if it suppresses the manifestation of the gene or if it's... somehow like a vaccine? Or... 'M not really sure.
Prob'ly sounds pretty stupid, huh? Lettin' someone put somethin' in you without havin' a clue how it works. But I jus'...
On the contrary, it sounds perfectly believable. I've tried to find cures for afflictions like that back in my world. I understand completely why you would want to be human.
[ Of course, the unstated problem is that he tried to find a cure for vampirism in order to cure someone who was perfectly happy being a vampire. That was a little bit of a problem there. But, as he had told himself time and time again, he was only doing it for the creature's own good. ]
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Would you mind elaborating on what 'weird stuff' you have?
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And it helped to talk.]
We... Some people where I'm from have powers. Mutants. Some... read minds or control the weather or... stuff like that.
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Where I'm from, the word 'mutant' has...different connotations. [ like 'horribly deformed' sort of connotations. He still looks exceedingly interested, paying Marie more attention now that she had mentioned mutants than he had before. ] Mind telling me more about them?
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[It's nice to have something that looks sort of like a captive audience. And someone who's not freaking out. That's always good. Besides, with everything this place seems to be promising? Mutants can't be that strange of a thing to hear about.
Especially if he really has dealt with vampires.]
Knew one boy who could control fire. 'Nother one who made an' controlled ice. They're jus'... born different. Somethin' in the genes that not everybody has.
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I have to admit, I'm not a geneticist. It's a science that's relatively understudied where I'm from. [ He had picked up on the fact that these people were from different worlds. But it stung him just how different they could be. ] Mendel had his paper, and that's about it—would you mind telling me more about the subject?
[ Because even if this girl doesn't know that much about genetics, she certainly knows more than him (which really, really annoys him) ]
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There's a specific gene -- we call it the X gene. Just 'cause you have it doesn' mean you're a mutant. It's gotta be active. 'Course, no one knows 'bout it until it becomes active. Usually 'round puberty.
[They know about that in whatever world this guy's from, right? Have to.]
'S mostly recessive, I think. Why parents who don' show it can have kids who do.
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(Ah. If. It was the first time he caught himself thinking 'if' he returned home.) ]
That would make sense. [ He looked up at Marie. Sorry, she's got his interest, he's going to be picking her brain about genetics all night. ] But what about a mutant child of mutant parents? After all, it's hardly believable that telepathy and controlling fire would be on the same genetic allele. Would that child have one or the other? Or possibly both or neither?
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It was an intriguing possibility, one that made her actually want to go to college. Maybe.]
I dunno, really. We... don' know much about mutants having kids. Up 'til now, most've kept their heads down. We've started gettin' brought t'gether, but we don' know a lot.
Ain' met two mutants with th' same powers, though, so maybe we're all diff'rent.
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[ He's in his element: Victor's having a grand ol'time essentially talking shop. ] I must say, I'm warming up to that idea.
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You don' know how nice it is t' hear that. "Human." We... Lot of people don' like us. 'Cause we're different.
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It also helps that she's certainly more sympathetic and they met under better circumstances than the last time he met someone "different." ]
People fear what they don't understand. [ speaking from experience... ] And at the moment, though I don't understand entirely everything about mutants, I know enough to know that there's no reason to fear you.
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We got bad ones, but that's not all of us, y'know?
[But the ones like Magneto and Mystique were the ones that would doom them all. Marie doesn't want to think about what might be happening to her friends every moment she's in this strange place.]
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[ Victor shrugs, as if he's speaking common sense. Part of it is his empirical worldview. But part of it is the fact that when you deal with corpses, your morals tend to get a tad bit gray. ]
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[She smiles a little more. After all, it's a relief. Someone who doesn't seem to be part of their numbers, not a mutant, but who understands.]
Where I'm from? People wanted t' make us all register. So they could track us. Find us. For... "the protection of the normal people."
But all that information? It'd be public. Anyone could find it, an' people've hurt mutants b'fore, when they found out who they were and what they could do.
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[ Really, all of this is sounding more and more familiar, more and more like his home. ] Miss Marie—have you heard of the term 'demimonde'?
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[Which she assumes the word is. It sounds French, at least.]
I don' blame people for bein' scared. I really don'. I was terrified of my powers when I had 'em. But... it ain' right t' treat us like criminals for somethin' we were born with.
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But there was a sentence there that caught his attention. Her powers when she had them. ] You mean to say you had, and then lost, your abilities?
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It was strange. Different. But possible to think about. Though without much of an idea of magic and such, it was hard to put it in any concrete terms.
His question, though, was something she could answer.]
Scientists in my world made a cure for the X-gene. I signed up for it and got it. It took away my powers.
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Needless to say, Marie was now even more interesting. ] I hope this isn't rude, but how exactly did your cure work?
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[Though she hadn't really understood what she was doing, hadn't thought it through. She was, after all, no longer a mutant now. But she'd never be human, not in the eyes of everyone else. That made her... something else.
But it was, at least, sort of worth it. Kind of. She didn't have to worry about hurting anyone.]
It was a shot, I know that. I dunno if it suppresses the manifestation of the gene or if it's... somehow like a vaccine? Or... 'M not really sure.
Prob'ly sounds pretty stupid, huh? Lettin' someone put somethin' in you without havin' a clue how it works. But I jus'...
I jus' wanted t' be normal.
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[ Of course, the unstated problem is that he tried to find a cure for vampirism in order to cure someone who was perfectly happy being a vampire. That was a little bit of a problem there. But, as he had told himself time and time again, he was only doing it for the creature's own good. ]