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.
[The shadow of wings overhead may be indistinct in the fog - too large for any bird by far, but definitely a joke in scale compared to any kaiju.]
[He's not completely silent when he lands a bit further ahead of her, although it's a human scale set of metal claws in a smooth landing.]
[The outline that walks out would've been a tall human made a little taller by the build of his clawed feet, and even folded his wings are large enough to be noticeable; before he's gotten close enough to make out more normally, he's holding a small fireball in one hand for light, making it easier to make out what's coming. At least his posture and expression are calm, with no sudden or threatening movements.]
[ Startled, Mako is falling into a defensive posture even before she sees who is coming toward her - what is coming toward her. She freezes for a moment as it becomes clear. Blood runs ice cold and she forgets everything she knows about staying elastic, breathing through fear, looking for weak points. ]
[ Her voice comes out in a rush, a whisper, and she forces herself to move enough to take two steps back. Logic tells her it could be upon her in a moment. She has had nightmares of kaiju with wings - this creature is not nearly so big, not so terrifying, and she thinks she might be able to take it down without Gipsy's help. But outrunning it is not an option.
Her eyes meet the opposite pair as well they can in the half-light, and once again every inch of her speaks of the readiness to defend herself. ]
[Kain frowns, tilting his head with a small headshake.]
Sorry, I don't recognize that language at all - try to think about being understood, it keeps that from happening.
[He's stopped still where he is, and isn't moving besides that; the fire is still there as a light source, but he's gotten rather used to not moving and waiting out initial reactions like that.] I greatly prefer deer or rabbits, by the way; I'm just not the only thing out here. [It doesn't stop him from going drily sardonic.]
[ How strange, how mundane these opening words are. Mako's posture doesn't change, brows knitted now in a frown almost of challenge that she hopes will disguise her fear well enough. ]
It is Japanese.
[ Her words are clipped, though polite. Even in English her accent remains, though, but she's more than understandable. ]
[He's calm and level, but there's no sign of recognition.]
We're probably from different worlds.
[But that does confirm her not being one of the locals; it's neither a language nor a term he's heard from any of them.]
Gargoyle, now. I was as human as you are now when I arrived. [He'd run into a few too many nonhumans-turned-human to assume she'd been one before.] The changes vary some from person to person.
[ Mako's frown deepens, eyes flicking up and down to take in just how inhuman he appears. Other worlds, she has heard of. Monsters, she has known. But they were always separate. It had never crossed her mind that someone might... change from one thing into another.
Her curiosity wonders if perhaps that's what Kaiju Blue was. To change them. But the hosts were too small, too weak, and simply died in their thousands. ]
My order worked closely with dragons, but never with the kind of powers that would cause physical changes.
[Other changes, maybe, but not shapeshifts.] It happens to everyone brought here after about a month - maybe not to the same kind of creature, but to something.
[He half wishes he could've caught her more on arrival; more lead time than this to process it and prepare before it happened.]
[ The itching around the cut in her arm suddenly grabs her attention. She doesn't remember coming here. She doesn't know what caused this. And the people have looked at her with such fear she hasn't seen since the faces she barely remembers in Tokyo.
Her parents.
She can't picture them clearly anymore, but to this day she remembers their fear. Her own when she lost them. Her own screams as she ran from the nightmare at her back. ]
... I was brought here, too.
[ Though it seems that he knows that. Her defensive posture fades slightly; guard still up should he be trying to lure her into a false sense of security, but beginning slowly to trust. ]
[He's quiet about it, but calm; even for how relatively well he'd adapted to his own changes after staying so close with dragons his whole life, it wasn't a pleasant experience, and the riders on it are even less pleasant.]
We keep our own minds through it - some of the beings here may try to meddle with that, but we have all stayed ourselves.
[To him it was the important concession that outweighed everything else about the changes.]
She set out to save everyone. She went into the breach, codenames Scunner, Raiju - a code to get in, using a kaiju like a keycard, the sword, gasping for air, falling, falling...
It didn't work, then. The breach withstood their frenzied attempts to save their little blue planet from the destructive force of the masters. This, she thinks, must be hell. The hell to which she was consigned for her failures.
A scream rises in her throat. She swallows it down. But the tears still spring up to her eyes. ]
[He shifts his weight, gaze dropping away to wall off to the side; there's nothing to tell him what's going on or why it's that much of a despair trigger, but there's something else between her world and this, and he has his own fears of what might be home.]
No-one's found a way to get back from here, yet; the Fog God that brought us here claims she could send us back if we serve her, but even if she can, I've never known a creature like her that could be trusted - and even if she kept her word, it would likely only be to send ruin of her own home with us.
[It's a level narration; he's never been good at being comforting, always much more the type for pragmatism and just working with what's in front of him, practical estimates and tactical assessment. It's mostly just luck that it's a situation where his assessments aren't going completely depressing.]
[ Still, it's appreciated - the practicality of his continued explanation, the way he doesn't pander to her feelings. She wouldn't know what to do if he did. They are her own to control, no matter how quickly they will show themselves on her face. Her eyes are watery and her cheeks pink, but it's clear enough she's doing her best to keep her expression tight. ]
I would be surprised if there was a way back from here.
[ After all, if she is here, it is because she earned her place. Bought this punishment with the blood of billions of people she could not save. That they...
A hard swallow against a growing lump in her throat. ]
Can I find out what happened to my co-pilot? And the others?
[ They cannot be here. The Wei triplets, the Kaidanovskys, Chuck, Raleigh - her father. They tried so hard. All of them. Did more than their best, gave everything and more. What injustice could bring them to this? ]
[Co-pilot. She's from a crew. Of course his image is an airship, and a Jaeger would be uncomfortably close to his own world's form of "weapon of mass destruction sent by an alien race", but it's enough for him to grasp interdependence.]
If you haven't found them yet, they may not have been brought here. I've only known a few cases of more than one person from the same world, and they didn't always arrive in the same wave.
[As far as he knew, it was something that may be some small comfort; if there's anything left on his world, he'd rather his comrades be there than here.]
And I wouldn't trust any entity here offering a vision of your world - the few that might have the ability have agendas, and more to gain from lying.
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graveyardsmash2015-03-01 12:14 am
[Three! Eeee :D]
[He's not completely silent when he lands a bit further ahead of her, although it's a human scale set of metal claws in a smooth landing.]
[The outline that walks out would've been a tall human made a little taller by the build of his clawed feet, and even folded his wings are large enough to be noticeable; before he's gotten close enough to make out more normally, he's holding a small fireball in one hand for light, making it easier to make out what's coming. At least his posture and expression are calm, with no sudden or threatening movements.]
It's not a good idea to wander in the fog.
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Nan to iu...
[ Her voice comes out in a rush, a whisper, and she forces herself to move enough to take two steps back. Logic tells her it could be upon her in a moment. She has had nightmares of kaiju with wings - this creature is not nearly so big, not so terrifying, and she thinks she might be able to take it down without Gipsy's help. But outrunning it is not an option.
Her eyes meet the opposite pair as well they can in the half-light, and once again every inch of her speaks of the readiness to defend herself. ]
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Sorry, I don't recognize that language at all - try to think about being understood, it keeps that from happening.
[He's stopped still where he is, and isn't moving besides that; the fire is still there as a light source, but he's gotten rather used to not moving and waiting out initial reactions like that.] I greatly prefer deer or rabbits, by the way; I'm just not the only thing out here. [It doesn't stop him from going drily sardonic.]
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It is Japanese.
[ Her words are clipped, though polite. Even in English her accent remains, though, but she's more than understandable. ]
What are you?
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We're probably from different worlds.
[But that does confirm her not being one of the locals; it's neither a language nor a term he's heard from any of them.]
Gargoyle, now. I was as human as you are now when I arrived. [He'd run into a few too many nonhumans-turned-human to assume she'd been one before.] The changes vary some from person to person.
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[ Mako's frown deepens, eyes flicking up and down to take in just how inhuman he appears. Other worlds, she has heard of. Monsters, she has known. But they were always separate. It had never crossed her mind that someone might... change from one thing into another.
Her curiosity wonders if perhaps that's what Kaiju Blue was. To change them. But the hosts were too small, too weak, and simply died in their thousands. ]
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My order worked closely with dragons, but never with the kind of powers that would cause physical changes.
[Other changes, maybe, but not shapeshifts.] It happens to everyone brought here after about a month - maybe not to the same kind of creature, but to something.
[He half wishes he could've caught her more on arrival; more lead time than this to process it and prepare before it happened.]
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Her parents.
She can't picture them clearly anymore, but to this day she remembers their fear. Her own when she lost them. Her own screams as she ran from the nightmare at her back. ]
... I was brought here, too.
[ Though it seems that he knows that. Her defensive posture fades slightly; guard still up should he be trying to lure her into a false sense of security, but beginning slowly to trust. ]
Will this happen to me?
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[He's quiet about it, but calm; even for how relatively well he'd adapted to his own changes after staying so close with dragons his whole life, it wasn't a pleasant experience, and the riders on it are even less pleasant.]
We keep our own minds through it - some of the beings here may try to meddle with that, but we have all stayed ourselves.
[To him it was the important concession that outweighed everything else about the changes.]
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She set out to save everyone. She went into the breach, codenames Scunner, Raiju - a code to get in, using a kaiju like a keycard, the sword, gasping for air, falling, falling...
It didn't work, then. The breach withstood their frenzied attempts to save their little blue planet from the destructive force of the masters. This, she thinks, must be hell. The hell to which she was consigned for her failures.
A scream rises in her throat. She swallows it down. But the tears still spring up to her eyes. ]
I see.
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No-one's found a way to get back from here, yet; the Fog God that brought us here claims she could send us back if we serve her, but even if she can, I've never known a creature like her that could be trusted - and even if she kept her word, it would likely only be to send ruin of her own home with us.
[It's a level narration; he's never been good at being comforting, always much more the type for pragmatism and just working with what's in front of him, practical estimates and tactical assessment. It's mostly just luck that it's a situation where his assessments aren't going completely depressing.]
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I would be surprised if there was a way back from here.
[ After all, if she is here, it is because she earned her place. Bought this punishment with the blood of billions of people she could not save. That they...
A hard swallow against a growing lump in her throat. ]
Can I find out what happened to my co-pilot? And the others?
[ They cannot be here. The Wei triplets, the Kaidanovskys, Chuck, Raleigh - her father. They tried so hard. All of them. Did more than their best, gave everything and more. What injustice could bring them to this? ]
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If you haven't found them yet, they may not have been brought here. I've only known a few cases of more than one person from the same world, and they didn't always arrive in the same wave.
[As far as he knew, it was something that may be some small comfort; if there's anything left on his world, he'd rather his comrades be there than here.]
And I wouldn't trust any entity here offering a vision of your world - the few that might have the ability have agendas, and more to gain from lying.