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.
"No. Nothing quite like that at all," he says after he finishes whatever was left of his drink, and mutters for the bartender to bring him a water. He's thirsty, alright? Priorities. After obtaining his water, he glances down at Naveen and continues.
"Someone cut my head off." He casually takes a drink from his water. Even if he'd hesitate to say it in the middle of a street, it isn't like it's a secret. It was, up until this point, pretty much his entire existence. "Didn't kill me. My head and body got separated, and I spent a lot of time in the quiet."
He takes another sip of his waters, enjoying the coolness as it went down his parched throat. He was enjoying even having a throat, if he's being honest with himself.
"Eventually, something brought be here, to this place. Whole once more."
To say Vengarl has Naveen's undivided attention was an understatement. He was rapt, staring with keen interest and a keener expression. Caught somewhere between shock and an awed smile, he leaned forward to inspect the knight's throat.
"Didn't... didn't kill you, faldi faldonza. You are more of a wonder than I took you for, my friend!" He leaned back again, expression baffled and pleased all at once. A good ally this man would be, no question. Any man who could survive decapitation was bound to be useful. "Perhaps it is for some greater purpose that we have been summoned here, no? That is to say, in our fleshy forms."
"A wonder?" Vengarl almost laughs at that, and pulls at the furs around his throat, giving Naveen a better look at the new scar around his neck. It's a new scar - undoubtedly the result of reuniting his head with his body. "An oddity, perhaps."
"I envy you your optimism, Highness, but I have been a monster before. Whatever this 'greater purpose' is, I wish to have no part in it." He takes another sip from his water, although he's already almost finished with it as well. "They should have left me where they found me."
"A wonder, an oddity, it is same thing, no?" Naveen had little patience for solemnity, and seeing that he'd taken a liking to this dour knight, he felt obligated to flush such thoughts out of the man. They filled a man up with nothing but hesitations and doubts! Something Naveen learned impeded both dancing and living in equal measure.
"I must disagree with you on that point, my friend. For if they were to have left you rotting, headless, in some dark and dank forest or swamp or what have you, why. I would have never been sharing a drink with you in this... quaint establishment!" With that, he pushed his drink against Vengarl's water, beaming. "Cheers!"
"Technically I was more bodiless than headless," Vengarl corrects, clinking his own glass against Naveen's. It's odd to have a drinking companion, particularly such a lively one, after so many years of silence.
"Twas not so bad, really. I liked the quiet of the woods." Silence is something that's going to be in short supply in this place, considering his present company. Not that it bothers Vengarl much - the one thing he had missed in his solitude was the joys of conversation. "You are not bad company, Highness, but I would sooner go back to the peace than become some mindless beast again. Creatures like that are made only to cause suffering, and that is a life I gave up long ago." He takes another sip of water, finishing off his glass again and motioning for the bartender to refill it.
"Then again, perhaps I am putting more weight into this than need be. It could just be a local superstition, after all."
"Bodiless, headless, it is like glass half full, half empty, no?" Naveen held up his own cloudy glass as if to illustrate the principle. Then again, his glass was much closer to empty than full. Still, despite his jest, he was clearly listening. This Vengarl fellow had value yet, Naveen was sure of it. And in more ways than just a stoic drinking companion.
"Is it fearsome beasts we will become, do you think?" Naveen tried to imagine it. "Or perhaps peaceful ones?"
Vengarl grunts. They're very different afflictions, in his experience. A body without a mind is a brutal thing - constantly acting on instinct, fight-or-flight in full effect. There's no control there, it's a terrifying experience.
Being a bodiless head is the exact opposite. Impotent introspection becomes one's entire existence. It's a very calm and a very solemn life. He doesn't say anything, though. No use on debating the philosophies of decapitation with someone who, in all likelihood, would never experience it.
"The fact that the locals use the word monster does not bode well for us." He clears his throat for a moment, and then glances down at the smaller, better-dressed man. "Then again, you are apparently more experienced in these things. What do you think, Highness?"
The smaller, better dressed man in question scoffed good naturedly at the suggestion. Him, an expert! Though, he supposed, there was quite a bit of hands on experience in his life recently.
If you could call a bullfrog fearsome, that is. Something told him his large and stoic new comrade would not be too intimidated by such a tale.
"I think it would take very strong magic to turn you and I into anything unbefitting our rakish good looks and charms." Naveen threw a wink in Vangarl's direction. Worrying about stuff that might happen in the future wasn't his style -- that was for the servants to do, in his experience!
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"Someone cut my head off." He casually takes a drink from his water. Even if he'd hesitate to say it in the middle of a street, it isn't like it's a secret. It was, up until this point, pretty much his entire existence. "Didn't kill me. My head and body got separated, and I spent a lot of time in the quiet."
He takes another sip of his waters, enjoying the coolness as it went down his parched throat. He was enjoying even having a throat, if he's being honest with himself.
"Eventually, something brought be here, to this place. Whole once more."
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"Didn't... didn't kill you, faldi faldonza. You are more of a wonder than I took you for, my friend!" He leaned back again, expression baffled and pleased all at once. A good ally this man would be, no question. Any man who could survive decapitation was bound to be useful. "Perhaps it is for some greater purpose that we have been summoned here, no? That is to say, in our fleshy forms."
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"I envy you your optimism, Highness, but I have been a monster before. Whatever this 'greater purpose' is, I wish to have no part in it." He takes another sip from his water, although he's already almost finished with it as well. "They should have left me where they found me."
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"I must disagree with you on that point, my friend. For if they were to have left you rotting, headless, in some dark and dank forest or swamp or what have you, why. I would have never been sharing a drink with you in this... quaint establishment!" With that, he pushed his drink against Vengarl's water, beaming. "Cheers!"
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"Twas not so bad, really. I liked the quiet of the woods." Silence is something that's going to be in short supply in this place, considering his present company. Not that it bothers Vengarl much - the one thing he had missed in his solitude was the joys of conversation. "You are not bad company, Highness, but I would sooner go back to the peace than become some mindless beast again. Creatures like that are made only to cause suffering, and that is a life I gave up long ago." He takes another sip of water, finishing off his glass again and motioning for the bartender to refill it.
"Then again, perhaps I am putting more weight into this than need be. It could just be a local superstition, after all."
He sort of doubts it, though.
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"Is it fearsome beasts we will become, do you think?" Naveen tried to imagine it. "Or perhaps peaceful ones?"
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Being a bodiless head is the exact opposite. Impotent introspection becomes one's entire existence. It's a very calm and a very solemn life. He doesn't say anything, though. No use on debating the philosophies of decapitation with someone who, in all likelihood, would never experience it.
"The fact that the locals use the word monster does not bode well for us." He clears his throat for a moment, and then glances down at the smaller, better-dressed man. "Then again, you are apparently more experienced in these things. What do you think, Highness?"
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If you could call a bullfrog fearsome, that is. Something told him his large and stoic new comrade would not be too intimidated by such a tale.
"I think it would take very strong magic to turn you and I into anything unbefitting our rakish good looks and charms." Naveen threw a wink in Vangarl's direction. Worrying about stuff that might happen in the future wasn't his style -- that was for the servants to do, in his experience!