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.
[This is, quite possibly, the second weirdest thing to happen to Jason. Okay, so maybe not the second weirdest thing to happen lifetime total, but probably at least the second weirdest this month. His first instinct is to assume Zedd's sent him here to leave the rest of his team without leadership. But the more he talks to people, the more it seems like the captives were plucked from their homes at random. There's not really a common thread that ties any of them together.
And that means that everyone's a victim. Everyone's hurt and suffering.
Jason's fairly confident that he'll be rescued within the next seventeen hours or so, but for now he'll do what he can to help others. He'll help old ladies across streets, run errands for overwhelmed shopkeeps, and even take the time to stop and talk to some of the more harmless-looking sort-of monsters.
So perhaps it's you he approaches next, full of smiles and youthful enthusiasm.]
Hey, those bags look heavy. Can I give you a hand?
[ Two-ish ]
[It's later in the month, nearly three weeks in, and there's still no sign of rescue from his friends. Maybe it's one of those time things Billy always talks about that's keeping them from noticing he's gone. Maybe something's gone badly at home. It's worrisome. Jason hates to worry.
He's come into the woods today to work on his martial arts. He does a series of katas to calm his nerves and sort his thoughts. His body moves in graceful, fluid strokes creating a seamless flow from one position to the next. It's a meditative routine performed at the master level.
It stops short when he hears the approach of another. His eyes snap directly to the source of intrusion, graceful swan rearing up as a hedgehog preparing its quills.]
[ The guy's presence is decently concealed, though Crane isn't sure if that's a conscious effort or these damn woods. If he wasn't used to being on the lookout for Biters every moment, he might not have even noticed him.
As it is, the guy calls out to him first. Crane's hands go up, one holding a decent size branch loosely. Despite how useless it would be for protection. ]
Whoa, Crouching Tiger. I'm just a normal guy.
[ Though, at his own response, he raises an eyebrow wryly at the idiocy. ]
Crouching Tiger's a different pose. [It's said flatly, lacking irony. As far as Jason's aware, it's the summer of 1994. He's a bit behind on film references.] But it's good to see a human face.
[The wariness warms into a smile, and the muscles in his arms relax as an afterthought.]
From what I understand, normal guys are few and far between here. Here's hoping we find a way out before that happens to us too.
[ A decade time difference. It would be funny (no, not really) if Crane knew. Instead he's just putting this guy into the "way too serious" category. It's not that Crane is the type to mess around, but keeping a lighter edge on things is a little easier to deal with.
He shrugs to the argument, and nods to the other's remarks. ]
Martial arts aren't really my thing. [ Weapons and parkour are. ] But so far keeping my skin is.
[ Crane glances around the woods, wondering if he would hear that giggling again. ]
I'm not looking forward to these "changes" we've been hearing about. So if you have an idea on getting out, I'm with you there.
[The noises were a disturbance, sure. But they could only really bother a person open to being bothered. It was more of a scare tactic than anything else.]
An idea? [A quick, reflexive look at the ugly, oversized wristwatch he insisted on wearing. If only he could get it working, all their problems would be solved.]
Not really, no. I'm just a kid -- not sure what use I could be when it comes to something like this. [Suspicion subtly deflected.]
[ Crane takes in the quick glance, but doesn't think much of it. Hell, he is used to checking his own near obsessively from the need to know when night hits back in Harran.
No, the thing that catches him is more the kid's response. ]
Right... Just a kid who knows martial arts and practices in the creepy woods. Sure thing.
[ The deadpan shows how much of that is believed. ]
At any rate, if we have to fight our way out-- [ eventually ] --that's a use in itself.
[At the disbelief, the boy grimaces and steps closer in a gesture that was hopefully disarming. He couldn't let anyone figure the Big Secret, even here.]
Just a kid who picked up a few belts because his parents didn't want him on the streets. But if you're interested, I could teach you some of the basics. It's not like we've got a lot else to do while we're here.
[ Crane's not fully convinced because there's still the issue of practicing your art in the Big Creepy Woods, but whatever. It's not worth hanging onto. And hell. Maybe the kid is completely telling the truth, because if he's used to the streets, he knows that there's worser things than monsters in the world.
So Crane shakes his head wryly. ]
Nah, I'm probably not much for that sort of thing. I'm more of... Run and blow them up kind of guy.
[ Or slice them with a sword, but those are a little short around here. ]
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graveyardsmash2015-03-01 12:14 am
Jason Lee Scott | Power Rangers
[This is, quite possibly, the second weirdest thing to happen to Jason. Okay, so maybe not the second weirdest thing to happen lifetime total, but probably at least the second weirdest this month. His first instinct is to assume Zedd's sent him here to leave the rest of his team without leadership. But the more he talks to people, the more it seems like the captives were plucked from their homes at random. There's not really a common thread that ties any of them together.
And that means that everyone's a victim. Everyone's hurt and suffering.
Jason's fairly confident that he'll be rescued within the next seventeen hours or so, but for now he'll do what he can to help others. He'll help old ladies across streets, run errands for overwhelmed shopkeeps, and even take the time to stop and talk to some of the more harmless-looking sort-of monsters.
So perhaps it's you he approaches next, full of smiles and youthful enthusiasm.]
Hey, those bags look heavy. Can I give you a hand?
[ Two-ish ]
[It's later in the month, nearly three weeks in, and there's still no sign of rescue from his friends. Maybe it's one of those time things Billy always talks about that's keeping them from noticing he's gone. Maybe something's gone badly at home. It's worrisome. Jason hates to worry.
He's come into the woods today to work on his martial arts. He does a series of katas to calm his nerves and sort his thoughts. His body moves in graceful, fluid strokes creating a seamless flow from one position to the next. It's a meditative routine performed at the master level.
It stops short when he hears the approach of another. His eyes snap directly to the source of intrusion, graceful swan rearing up as a hedgehog preparing its quills.]
Who's there?
2
As it is, the guy calls out to him first. Crane's hands go up, one holding a decent size branch loosely. Despite how useless it would be for protection. ]
Whoa, Crouching Tiger. I'm just a normal guy.
[ Though, at his own response, he raises an eyebrow wryly at the idiocy. ]
...Well. For now. You know the deal.
no subject
[The wariness warms into a smile, and the muscles in his arms relax as an afterthought.]
From what I understand, normal guys are few and far between here. Here's hoping we find a way out before that happens to us too.
no subject
He shrugs to the argument, and nods to the other's remarks. ]
Martial arts aren't really my thing. [ Weapons and parkour are. ] But so far keeping my skin is.
[ Crane glances around the woods, wondering if he would hear that giggling again. ]
I'm not looking forward to these "changes" we've been hearing about. So if you have an idea on getting out, I'm with you there.
no subject
An idea? [A quick, reflexive look at the ugly, oversized wristwatch he insisted on wearing. If only he could get it working, all their problems would be solved.]
Not really, no. I'm just a kid -- not sure what use I could be when it comes to something like this. [Suspicion subtly deflected.]
no subject
No, the thing that catches him is more the kid's response. ]
Right... Just a kid who knows martial arts and practices in the creepy woods. Sure thing.
[ The deadpan shows how much of that is believed. ]
At any rate, if we have to fight our way out-- [ eventually ] --that's a use in itself.
no subject
Just a kid who picked up a few belts because his parents didn't want him on the streets. But if you're interested, I could teach you some of the basics. It's not like we've got a lot else to do while we're here.
no subject
So Crane shakes his head wryly. ]
Nah, I'm probably not much for that sort of thing. I'm more of... Run and blow them up kind of guy.
[ Or slice them with a sword, but those are a little short around here. ]