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test drive meme #23

Welcome to Hadriel's test drive, and thank you again for your interest in the game! As always, our reserves page is here, and our applications page is here! Reserves open August 25th, and apps are open September 1st. Please remember that there is an app cap of 20 apps.

Two quick points here as well:
1. Any thread made in Hadriel's test drive will be accepted as the sole Action Log sample in the application.
2. All threads made in the test drive can be considered game canon, either through handwaving or through a shared mental experience while coming through the Door!

Test drives will be broken up into specific god mini-events, during which your characters can see how well they fare under the watchful eye of one of the gods. Choose wisely or just simply pick 'em all, and have fun!

F E A R

SCENARIO ONE: SLIPPERY NAKED PEOPLE
[The Door brings in all that is chaotic and evil in the world. This may include you, may include the person next to you... and may include the monster behind you.

No big deal, but there's a freaky wall-climbing zombie thing stalking you. Maybe you should get inside? Or run. Or just accept death. This time, the Door has brought in some Descendants, from the Uncharted video game.

Descendents are emaciated, man-eating monsters that used to be normal people until affected by a virus - you know how that goes! Terribly, always. They are fast and agile and quite strong, and they will stalk you and crawl up walls and maybe break your neck if they can. Badass.]

S O R R O W / H O P E

SCENARIO TWO: THE FUTURE ISN'T BRIGHT
[You found a mirror. It's your mirror, created just for you, and when you look into it - well. You might not want to look more than once, because it shows an image of the worst possible future you could imagine for yourself. Maybe you're dead. Maybe someone you love it. Maybe you've lost everything. Basically, it sucks.

What are you gonna do? Throw it away? Smash it? Keep looking over and over because you love pain? Or maybe someone else threw theirs away, and you're the one that found it. You really, really want to look. Invasive, maybe, but your curiosity is killing you. Just a peek...

This is a mini version of our Bad End event this month.]

L O V E

SCENARIO THREE: VISIT ME AND EXPLAIN YOUR PASSIONS
[You know that totally inconsequential hobby? The one that you love? Or maybe your favorite TV show or comic book? Wouldn't it be great if you had someone to talk to about it? Someone who would listen patiently while you explain the family tree from that obscure fantasy novel you reread every year?

Well, wait no longer! Your time is now! The moment you make eye contact with someone, you'll know they want to listen to you explain your obsession. They've just been waiting and hoping you'll come along and educate them! So go to town, buddy, tell them all about your waifu.

Or maybe a stranger just walked up to you and started talking about their favorite knitting pattern. That's... cool. Are you gonna interrupt them? Walk away? Get into an argument about how your favorite knitting pattern is so much better? Now's the time to show your passion, or possibly your complete disinterest! Go for it!]

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[Pride definitely gets people killed, and when Matt notices this, well, kid, that's pretty sure what he's about to witness happening. Matt would rather that not happen. If he can stop it. And even if he can't, he's going to try. How could he not?

Dark glasses off, and he just hopes that it won't be noticed that he's blind, that his gaze doesn't quite focus exactly on what he probably ought to be looking at, that the stick he's currently wielding is the red and white cane he carries, collapsed and folded up. Not the best weapon. But better than nothing. These things -- whatever they are -- are a great deal stronger than anything normal.

Matt doesn't hesitate, darting in. He catches the creature under its chin with his cane, knocking it back, before he's reaching out to grab at the back of the kid's collar.]

Come on. Now's not the time for a last stand. Let's go.

[ The stranger's movements are nothing short of impressive, Atem is not used to see anyone (human) move that fast, and for a moment he's in awe when the other bravely (perhaps a little foolishly) goes and fends against the creature. He notices nothing off about the guy, not even he's so carelessly snatched into running away. He's not sure if he should thank him or yell at him for being so rough! ]

Which way?!

[ Well, at least he's now following and not trying to get himself killed. ]

And where are we?

[ Priorities. ]

This way.

[In this direction, the streets were clear. Matt could hear none of those creatures scuttling around, and the way the sounds echoed about, he's hoping things open this way. It's unsettling being in a place where nothing sounds or feels familiar -- feels downright alien.

Matt keeps moving, and as it becomes clear that Atem has gotten with the program on running, he lets go his grip on his clothes.]

...no idea on that one. Not where we should be.

[ Atem follows to the best of his abilities, looking around for a place to hide or, just any hint that could give away where they are! Nothing seems familiar. ]

There!

[ He points at some nearby store of sorts, the door open ajar. Maybe they could hide there for a moment. ]

[Matt turns his attention towards the store. No movement, no sounds from inside (whatever storekeeper there may or may not be apparently having abandoned ship today.) It's a good place to stash themselves and regroup, to figure out something. And getting off the street sounds like a solid idea.]

Good. Go.

[Matt ushers the kid inside and shuts the door behind them. He spares a few moments drawing what remains of the window blinds in the front, which plunges the inside into relative darkness, but that's not a concern for Matt at least.]

All right... I think we're safe for now.

[ Atem, back then as Pharaoh, might have not be the strongest, but at least he was fast and somewhat athletic, it comes with the whole package, being educated during a time of war, etc, etc, but right now? Weh, this body... It has him leaning against the first wall he's found, as he tries to regain his breath from that sprint. He lets the other be the responsible adult and take care of their safety. ]

What the hell was that...?

[Matt keeps an ear towards the door, but for now at least, he seems satisfied that they're not in immediate danger. But that doesn't mean the tension is gone from his posture. Matt looks like he's ready to leap into combat if the need arrives, still in full fight or flight mode.

He frowns at the question.]

I don't know. Whatever it was, it definitely wasn't friendly. Better to keep our distance.

[He can hear the other's breath, the racing heartbeat, but he doesn't appear to be injured at least.] You okay?

Agreed. I am... really unused to this. That's all.

[ His breathing and heart pace finally comes back to normal —as normal as it can be, under the circumstances— and Atem pushes himself off the wall, finally taking a look to his surroundings. It's dark, by not impossible to discern that this store of sorts has been abandoned for long time... What the hell is going on?

Amethyst eyes finally fall back to his savior. ]

Thank you, for saving me.... [ He pauses, there is some strain in his voice as if he was holding back. This is awkward but here goes nothing. ] You're not dead, are you?

[ Yep, that's one strange question. ]

Not my usual either.

[He fights criminals, sometimes people with supernatural seeming abilities. But still. Humans. Now granted aliens sure did rain down from the skies on his city that one time. But this doesn't seem the same either. And this isn't New York. Clearly.

He offers something of a smile.] You ran on your own two legs. I just gave you a nudge.

[Matt is clearly not expecting that next question and the surprise shows in his expression.] No, not as far as I know anyway.

[A dry grin.] This isn't exactly how I expected Hell to be anyway.

Heh... I was ready to-- well, you still saved me.

[ A long, tired sigh leaves Atem and he decides that after all he's been through for the day, he can take a breather. He leans back on the wall and slides all the way to floor. A little a moment of weakness, he's earned it. ]

Believe me, this is not Hell.

[ But then, where the hell... huh, enough of that, where are they then? With a sharp grunt he moves on from that, it should be solved at some time or another. Hopefully. ]

Who are you anyway?

[It's an odd comment from a kid, Matt thinks. But all right. Not Hell. That is a start. He can tell certain things. They're underground somewhere, but it's lit like they aren't. The sounds all have a strange reverberation to them that he's not used to. He turns his head towards Atem as he hears him sit. Good. They may need to run again, good to rest while they have the chance. And he may be faced in the other's general direction, but his gaze doesn't quite connect.]

...I'm Matthew.

[A moment of hesitation, more habit than anything else.] From New York. Last thing I know for sure I was leaving court. And then... I'd say I was worried I was hallucinating, but this doesn't feel like a hallucination. It feels real.

[Surreal too. But.] What about you? Got a name? A hometown?

American, huh? Nice to meet you, Matthew, I don't think you're an hallucination either so...

I am-- [ He makes the slightest pause, anyone else would probably not pay attention to it at all, but something changes when he speaks again, it's like the kid sits up and lifts his chin to simply speak. ]

Atem.

[ By the Gods, he's still not used to hear the sound of his own name, his voice has some different undertones when he says it, filled with pride and some royalty to it, and it does, it does fill him with pride — but then he remembers recovering it and his memories was for naught because he's stuck in some... what is it, cave of sorts, and he deflates again. ]

I'm from nowhere, apparently.

[ Oh, those moody teens and their antics. ]

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Atem. I'd say good to meet you, but this is probably not the best circumstances to meet anyone under.

[Though the from nowhere certainly gets Matt's attention. Sure it could be some angsty teenager thing, but that doesn't sound right, not from the tone in his voice, the change in posture.]

Everyone's from somewhere. And wherever it is, I hope it's less insane than this.

[Whatever this is.]

[ Mathew was probably right, this place wasn't exactly the best to meet anyone, but since he helped him and everything... He would still be thankful for it.

Atem falls silent for a moment, pondering maybe if he should explain his circumstances. For the briefest second, he waits Yugi to come fort, give him a bright smile and tell him that's all right, that everything would be, but that doesn't happen. He, almost out of habit, looks down at his chest, expecting to find the Millennium Puzzle hanging from its chain, it is not there, and Yugi isn't either.

He's alone.

How depressing.

No it... had to be that way, the only wrong thing that's going on is that he's not where he's supposed to be, that's all. Right? ]

It is.

[ His words get minimized by a distant growl, he's got no idea how far it is but it makes him get up and tense, expectantly. He chose a really bad time to relearn how to use a body, really. ]

[Matt reaches out quickly, setting a hand on Atem's shoulder, otherwise still. His voice is low, a hushed whisper.]

Stay still, stay quiet. It doesn't know we're here.

[These things were new to him, but he could hear it clearly, each movement as it shuffled along. Distant yet, and not coming towards them directly, but still in their general direction.] There's a back entrance if we need it.

[He could feel the stirring of air from it, hear the way the door rattled ever so slightly.]

[ For all the dangerous adventures Atem's had, this one takes the cake. One thing is to die from the attack of monsters that someone can summon from a card (yes... cards) and another, at hands of a monster that who knows where it came from. Yes, it's different... somehow!

For both of the things Matthew says, Atem holds a 'how do you know?' which goes together with a blatant puzzled semblance, one that could be easily recognized if there was any more light. But he has to trust him, blindly, he's got no other option anyway.

Atem nods at him, hoping he can see that somehow, but keeps his mouth shut. It is a little, tiny, minuscule blessing that he is no longer carrying a pure gold humongous pendant attached to a chain around his neck, it used to make a lot of clinking noises, because he does move. He slides slowly, and he looks, or tries to look for the back entrance. Look, he cannot just do nothing, it is not like him! ]

[He can't see it, but he knows he nodded, but he's still trying to play off the fact that he's blind. So far, he thinks, so good.

His hand grips tightly at Atem's shoulder, and he listens closely to the thing. Out there. Still approaching. Still not coming like it's deliberately coming at them. But too close to be comfortable.]

Out the back. Quiet as you can.

[With any luck that'll get them a clear shot to put some distance between themselves and those creatures.]

[ So far so good, friend, Atem, as the very observant guy he might be, hasn't had the mind to focus on the small things. As far as he knows, Matthew can see as well as he does.

Which, in this very moment, is really really bad! Atem trips with something, maybe a broken rack, and it's where it begins... a domino effect. It makes something else fall, and then something else and then-- you get the idea. ]

Shit...

[ It is Atem's time to actually grab his protector's wrist without thinking about it twice, and he pulls towards the exit. There is no real point in keeping quiet now, is there?

Luck? What luck? ]

[...well there went that plan. Matt can hear it coming, the shift of the first domino before. Yup. There it goes.]

Run...

[He advises, even if Atem is already on top of the whole running thing. Matt lets himself be pulled along, trying to keep an ear out for any of the creatures that might be coming to investigate the ruckus.]

[ It's a shame Matthew had to meet Atem under these circumstances, he's usually not this clumsy! But there isn't much he can do about it but, run. He might not have a lot of fuel for that but at least he's fast in short distances, even despite of those short legs. They come out of the store, advancing quickly to an area that doesn't seem so abandoned anymore and he doesn't stop until his chest starts burning. He really, really needs to get back in shape... ]

S-sorry, [ Breathe breathe breathe ] That was... stupid from my part.

[ Phew! ]

Are you all right, Matthew?

It happens. We made it out.

[Matt reaches over to clap a hand on his shoulder lightly.] I'm fine. You okay?

[Atem sounds a little out of breath, but not like he's about to keel over, so Matt will take it as a good sign.]

I don't hear any of those creatures this way, either.

[ What a particular way to say it. It is when they are no longer in the dark that Atem can take a better look at his new friend.

He's not staring at him, just... looking through.

He's sorry, Matthew, he might or not be waving his hand in front of your face. ]

[Matt may not be able to see that hand waving, but the way his senses work, he knows exactly what Atem is doing, and he can't help but laugh. He reaches out a hand -- with an impressively quick movement, all reflex -- to grab at Aten's wrist, shaking his head.]

Good guess.

[He admits before releasing his wrist with a sheepish smile.]

[ Oops... ]

S-sorry... How did you...

[ He's amazed, more than embarrassed, truth to be told. ]

Would you believe adrenaline rush?

[He's not used to giving up his secrets so easily. Not that he regrets it; given the choice, he'd have grabbed Atem and made a run for it again. He wasn't going to leave a kid to face off whatever the hell that thing was. No way.]

Sight's only one sense. My others work a little better than most people might expect. [Understatement, but that's the general gist of it anyway.]

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waaa sorry about the wait!

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