TEST DRIVE, MARCH ROUND

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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. The reserve date has been announced. 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.

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denmark | hetalia

[danishes]

( one )

( How to Deal With Changes… Boring! Alternatives to Human Flesh… Funny in a weird way, kind of gross. What to Expect… Well, he's not expecting anything!

The people here are real nice! Den passes off on two offers from strangers to stay in their homes, but he's still touched by it. What a nice town! Okay, he's pretty sure he's been kidnapped or… or something, and he needs to call his boss for sure, but everyone is so friendly! Since there's not much worrying would accomplish right now, Denmark doesn't bother.

He walks down the main road, glancing through his pile of funny brochures; seeing someone ahead of him, he raises an arm in greeting, flashing a brilliant, clueless smile. )

Hey! Excuse me! ( Den holds up the brochures. ) Is there a recycling bin for these?

[vytis]

[Lithuania's cloak covers him up enough that, until Denmark addresses him, he thinks he might be able to get away without having how he looks brought up. Of course, there's always the chance Denmark won't recognize him--and it would be rude to not answer at all, so he'll have to hope for that.]

They don't seem to do much recycling here, I'm afraid.

[danishes]

Whaaat, really? ( In an indignant kind of huff, how can they not? He's still smiling. He falters. Something about this guy's face… he squints his eyes, tilts his head… yeah, yeah, for sure! The skin's kind of weird and strange, the eyes are weird, but something about this guy…

Denmark brightens. )

Hey, do you have a brother?

[vytis]

Ah... A brother? No, not tech-- I mean, no. [Technicalities aren't going to help his case at all here. Lithuania looks awkwardly off to one side.]

[danishes]

Really? You're missing out! I have lots of younger brothers, and it's great! ( Never gonna pass on the chance to humbrag — hold up. Hold up. From the side, when Den isn't looking so much at his weird eyes and weird skin, the actual features come through better. He knows this guy! )

Wait, aren't you Lithuania?

[vytis]

Eh? W-well... [Lithuania considers lying, but his identity is about the last thing he still has that's normal.] Er, yes. Hello, Denmark.

[Lithuania pulls his hood down finally, revealing the rue hair and pointed ears beneath.]

[danishes]

( He's not good enough at controlling his emotions, not even a little bit, to be able to hide his surprised flinch. What the hell? The surprise slides quickly from his face, Den's customary smile returning; this is weird, but he's someone who is best friends with Ultimate Weirdo Norway (he thinks proudly)! This is nothing! )

Wow, what happened to you? Is there some kind of Halloween party going on?

[vytis]

[Denmark had an impressive recovery time, in Lithuania's unfortunately experienced opinion. His own smile is embarrassed at his own state, though even that's an understatement of how he really feels about his situation.]

Not exactly. It's a side effect of being brought here, that things like this happen to us.

[danishes]

( If his smile is a little vacant, well, it's because he doesn't quite get it. How would that be a side effect? Why does Lithuania look so weird? It probably won't apply to him though. But still, it's weird. His eyebrows knit slightly, trying to figure this out. )

Oh, like in these funny brochures? ( he holds them up again. )

[vytis]

Sort of. The brochures exaggerate in places, but they have more or less the right idea. [Lithuania doesn't like being so vague, but explaining it is difficult.] Anyone who arrives here, they're infected through the cuts and scratches they got.

[danishes]

( Den makes a sound kind of like hmm, looking at the hand holding up the brochures. Of course he doesn't usually worry about little things like cuts and scratches. It's pretty hard to believe, and his expression is doubtful. )

That's pretty weird! ( Conversationally, not really believing any of this, but willing to humour Lithuania's concept. Anyway, something's obviously going on. He's not worried about himself (he has a great economy and health care system!), but… ) But you do look pretty bad. ( Cheerfully and without any hesitation! )

[hoasen]

[Well, it's a good thing that visitors are now back in Vandare, at the very least. But here comes that aggressive (it's not that aggressive) search for familiar people.

Which meant when he called out, she had her back to him. It was a familiar voice, and only when she turned around did she recognise who it belonged to.]

Denmark!

[He seems cheerful, which is a good sign, really.

Too bad she had fins coming out from behind her ears and webbed hands showing. Take that Denmark, guess who is a mermaid now. Not that he could tell if she's walking on two legs.]

[danishes]

Hey! How have you been? ( Denmark exclaims back, smiling wide, on pure reflex; wow, this is such a friendly place! Being greeted by name by people he doesn't even know! How great! After a second, he realises that he actually does know Vietnam, and his smile only widens. ) Hey, Vietnam! I didn't recognise you for a second! Were you kidnapped too?

[hoasen]

[WOW more like he's too friendly for this place. How will she break it to him?!

Well, at least he was on the ball anyway.]

A-ah, yes after what happened I suppose I look different now. [HA. HA. HA.......] I am kidnapped too, yes. It's been months in my case. Did you just leave the hospital?

[danishes]

Yeah! ( Responding to the question first, showing his brochure-holding hand, festooned with a bandaid. ) But I'm fine! Don't worry about me, my economy is great. ( It's an mix of egoism and a sincere desire to reassure Vietnam that he's fine — his smile widens, and falters slightly as he notices the weird… uh… maybe they're hair decorations? There, behind her ears? Who is he to judge people's weird tastes? )

I figured we were kidnapped because I definitely don't remember coming here. It's kinda like that Christmas a few years ago, isn't it? ( Huh… wait, she said something about having been here months. With sympathy: ) Did the cat people get you first?

[hoasen]

[Awww, poor Denmark, randomly attacked by doctors.] I am sure it will still be fine, yes. [Because dammit just give her his money--no I mean she admires such working economies, trying to make her own awesome and all.

Also, if only he knew.]

I did not either, just dragged from the sea. But you're right, I guess it is a little similar. [She shakes her head though.] It's...ah, I'm not sure if it is cat people who kidnapped us. There are cat people here though.

[danishes]

The same ones? ( With polite interest. Really, that's about as seriously as he's taking this whole situation — just another weird holiday event! — and he looks around as though he'll spot them lurking in the shadows (hey, that's how it happened last time!). )

I was in the sea too! It's kinda weird, isn't it? It feels different from the North Sea.

[volcanic]

[ Oh no. oh no, oh no.

Iceland thought it was bad enough to have been inexplictable dragged back into this place, monster-fied and all, but he didn't think it could be much worse until he heard Denmark.

It wasn't so much that it's because his adoptive family member is here - in fact, that should have been comforting at the least - but he's worried about the reaction and possible lecture he's going to get. That just makes it worse! ]

Uh... no. I don't think so.

[ He figures he doesn't look much like himself - much taller and sicklier now, and his inhuman features - though he has a hooded jacket to hide most of them. Unfortunately, his voice is still the same. ]

ugh didn't know you were here

[danishes]

Seriously? That's so irresponsible! If you don't take care of the environment… ( It's a lecture Iceland has probably heard before: green energy, windmills, let's hold a conference in my capital, and Denmark launches right into it with a sort of cheerful, breezy smugness…

… and trails off as the pressing point dawns on him. Tall, weird looking guy. Iceland voice. Creepy hood. Iceland voice. If it were almost anyone else, he'd settle for cheerful confusion, but he knows Ice's voice, even when it's coming out of someone else's mouth. )

… Ice?

don't lie

[volcanic]

[ Iceland half-listens: it's hard to be invested in the whole spiel when he's painfully aware of Denmark's stance on The Environment, but he can't be an absolute teenager and tune him out completely. He's too stressed and nervous for that! ]

Uh... D- don't freak out, okay?

[ His posture is more defensive now. He's become much more jittery since arriving, and it can't be helped. ]

[danishes]

Wait — it's actually you? ( Holy shit! Yes, he'd recognised the voice, but still! He doesn't know how to word what he means; of course it must have been Iceland, but because he doesn't look like Iceland, really, Denmark had almost expected a 'no.'

And he can't help it: Iceland gets all defensive, and he moves closer, putting his hands on his former territory's shoulders, responding to the obvious fear with a gesture of protectiveness… not understanding at all what's making him so nervous. ) Why would I freak out? Why do you look all weird and different? And you're dressed funny! ( he shakes Ice's shoulders — lightly, not forcefully, but as if the action could make him lift his head so Denmark can see his face properly.

Even that gesture seems off. Iceland's not supposed to be this tall. His brain finds and settles onto a straight-forward, if incorrect, explanation for all of this. ) Are you having a growth spurt?

[volcanic]

[ Iceland is stuck somewhere between wanting to cringe and grimace. He's never been good at speaking before, but now? When he has to explain this? Yeah, no, that's not going to be happening in any intelligent or eloquent way he wants. ]

You could say that. I guess. [ He makes some sort of vague hand gesture. ]

This place did it.

[bydefacto]

I dunno. I think there's just a bin -

[He begins to point to the nearest one, frowning, but then he's look at the guy properly and this. This is a familiar face.]

Denmark?

[danishes]

Huh? Oh, hey, Sealand! ( He ambles right over and pats him on the head in the most condescending 'I'm everyone's big brother' kind of way. Even if in his heart of hearts he doesn't think Sealand is a country, he's still a good kid! ) What are you doing here?

[bydefacto]

I live here now, I think. I guess. It's dumb! [A head tilt. Though he actually doesn't mind the head patting.]

I guess you're here now too...