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.
[Robb is busy sorting his pamhplets while muttering about folly and shaking his head. Now he has never really known what to expect after death but he is quite sure it has never been something like this.
When he hears his name he looks up. He sees a young woman walking up to her. Her hair long and blonde, a lovely face and the first thing that pops up in his head is the word Lannister. He bows his head a little before addressing her.]
Aye.
[Robb smiles a small smile, quickly putting one and one together.]
Well met, your grace. [This time he bows. He might be no king anymore, but she is still a princess.]
[He almost wants to tell her he is no king anymore. The king in the North died at his uncle’s wedding, protected by guestright...or so he thought. But he refrains from telling her that. It remains unwise to face a Lannister as if he were a defeated man. A dead one, even.]
I have not. In fact, I have just arrived. [From the hands of a fisherman, to a foreign bed, to this town. He straightens his shoulders a little when he talks.] If I may ask...how long have you been here, your grace?
[Myrcella studies his face for a moment. Time has changed them both, of course, and Robb Stark has become a man grown since she's last seen him, but there's a bitterness in it that she understands, a bitterness that comes from betrayal.]
I've just arrived myself. [She shows him the papers clutched in his hand.] They've given me these, but I can't understand half of them.
And please, just call me Myrcella. I was never a queen [despite some intentions] so that is not my title.
[Robb realizes she is looking at him as if she is studying out of some great tome.]
They have given me the same parchments. [He nods and shows her his collection.] Monsters and dealing with monsters. Alternatives for human flesh...? [Really, he has no way how to place it.] What is this folly?
[He nods at her correction.] Just call me Robb. [The smile on his face is very, very bitter for a moment.] For I was once king, but no more. [Now he is nothing, really. A corpse rotting somewhere, maybe. He is quite sure the Freys would not allow him a proper funeral.]
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graveyardsmash2015-03-01 12:14 am
not at all!
When he hears his name he looks up. He sees a young woman walking up to her. Her hair long and blonde, a lovely face and the first thing that pops up in his head is the word Lannister. He bows his head a little before addressing her.]
Aye.
[Robb smiles a small smile, quickly putting one and one together.]
Well met, your grace. [This time he bows. He might be no king anymore, but she is still a princess.]
no subject
Even a Stark, an enemy of her family. But he's a familiar face in this strange world, and Myrcella responds to his bow with a curtsey.]
And you, your grace. Have you been in this land for long?
no subject
I have not. In fact, I have just arrived. [From the hands of a fisherman, to a foreign bed, to this town. He straightens his shoulders a little when he talks.] If I may ask...how long have you been here, your grace?
no subject
I've just arrived myself. [She shows him the papers clutched in his hand.] They've given me these, but I can't understand half of them.
And please, just call me Myrcella. I was never a queen [despite some intentions] so that is not my title.
no subject
They have given me the same parchments. [He nods and shows her his collection.] Monsters and dealing with monsters. Alternatives for human flesh...? [Really, he has no way how to place it.] What is this folly?
[He nods at her correction.] Just call me Robb. [The smile on his face is very, very bitter for a moment.] For I was once king, but no more. [Now he is nothing, really. A corpse rotting somewhere, maybe. He is quite sure the Freys would not allow him a proper funeral.]