dankmemes | TEST DRIVE MEME #5

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 January 25th, and apps are open February 1st.

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: HERE KITTY KITTY
[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.

Watch out as you explore the streets of Hadriel, because you're not alone, and there's always something on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in coeurls, from the video game Final Fantasy X for you meet.

These cat-like monsters can use elemental magic to attack, as well as their teeth and claws. When injured, they can cast a spell that will drain energy from their attacker and give it to them - and they are even able to temporarily petrify you. So if you decide to fight, let's hope you can finish them off quick!]

SCENARIO TWO: BURIED ALIVE
[What a wonderful day to find yourself - or a friend, or a stranger - buried six feet under. Covered in thick earth, the sturdy oak walls of the coffin trapping you in darkness, all alone. Not a soul to hear any cries of help.

Either you're in a coffin yourself, trapped, hoping for rescue, or you've got a GPS, a set of coordinates, and a shovel. Will you try to claw your way out of your possible grave, using only your bare hands and pure terror? Or will you be the one digging, hoping that down below is someone you love, waiting for you to unearth them?

Just don't take too long. Their air - your air - could run out at any moment.

This is a mini version of our Buried Alive event this month!]

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: PET PEEVED
[Everything seems to be going just wrong enough to drive you right up the wall. Maybe your shoes keep coming untied, or you slammed your finger in the door while you were leaving the house. Maybe your friend keeps using the wrong form of 'your/you're' when they text you. Maybe that guy in the shop with you won't get off his damn phone.

Whatever it is, your day has been full of tiny annoyances, enough to leave you on edge and just about ready to explode. They're such little things, nothing that should inspire so much anger, but one after another - well, shouldn't anyone understand why you're mad?

And then someone else comes along, perfectly primed to push your buttons. Maybe they keep pronouncing your name wrong, or they won't stop staring at your scar, or they have hair just the right color to remind you of your last ex. You're already primed for a fight, and they seem just as pissed as you. What will you do?]

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pet peeved
or: get out of the way unless u wanna lose ur face!!!

[ Although some might argue otherwise, Sera really isn't ever in a foul mood unless something has warranted it.

Except for today. Today, she's angrier than perhaps she's ever been in her life and she has absolutely no idea why. She's been out and about, spending an awful lot of time chucking rocks at things and scribbling very rude words where rude words have no business being scribbled, but nothing has assuaged her fury.

Even now, some idiot is walking directly in front of her even though there's an entire pathway. Why won't they move? (Yes, she could also move, but that's not the point here.)

She huffs and rolls her eyes at the back of their head. ]

Ugh! Come on!

[ The person doesn't "come on," or at least not quickly enough for Sera to be satisfied, so she raises her voices: ]

Are you stupid? I said frigging move!

[Maketh thinks she's minding her own business. So far it's involved wandering around trying to find some sort of civilization. And oh look, there's a path. Those usually lead somewhere.

Then, of course, someone starts yelling.

This isn't all that strange. Usually it's Maketh doing the yelling, though.

Today isn't a great day. It hurts when she breathes, and she kinda wants to cry when she turns and puts a hand on her hip. Getting blown up does that to a person.

Plus, it's ruined her uniform.

Maketh glares. If she holds very, very still, then it looks like she's standing at attention.] Is something preventing you from walking around me?

[ The answer is no, there isn't.

But Sera isn't at a point in her ridiculous, unmerited anger where she's ready to concede and admit that she's in the wrong. So instead, she says: ]

Yeah. Your arse in my bloody way.

[Okay, you know what? You, strange woman, can deal with it. Maketh feels her mouth curling into a sneer.] Oh. I see. So you're going to be a child about this.

[She points to the ground five inches to her left.] Look. A path. Miraculous.

[ YES SHE IS GOING TO BE A CHILD ABOUT IT and she doesn't know why. She's just so mad!! ]

Yeah? And what's stopping you from using it? I was here first.

[ Which is the only excuse anyone ever needs, really. ]

[Maketh gives her a look usually reserved for incompetent stormtroopers, or people who get her drink order wrong at the bar. It's not a very nice look, to be honest.] Are you five? Is this what we're doing now?

[Apparently. Urg.]

Because you can go around me. It's not hard.

[That, and moving hurts. A lot. Maketh's trying not to do a lot of it. So she'll just stick to her path, thanks. It happens to be the one with slightly fewer rocks on it.]

[ She's seen angry Sera. She's seen bitter, petty, pranky, and everything around them, including angry. What the Inquisitor hasn't seen, however, is Sera in any mood and in Hadriel with them... at least, not lately. It's why she's so glad in the face of irritation when she does, in fact, turn around, standing stock-still with her eyebrows shooting up into the mess of her bangs. ]

Should've known it wouldn't have been anyone else. [ Yelling to bring down the cavernous ceilings. She grins, grateful and bright, unsure if the other archer would appreciate a relieved hug at the moment. ]

Maker, Sera, when did you get here? The others will be so glad to see you.

[ Well... Thom will! And Cullen and Dorian will be appreciative, at least. ]

[ Sera knows that she should be pleased right now. She should be, and she wants to be, but this stupid anger won't let go so she scowls very, very hard and very, very fiercely. ]

Well I won't be frigging glad to see them, will I? Should've known you'd be here. Anytime it's weird, it's because of us. You. People. Inquisition people. Whatever.

[ She wants to punch something. Why? She can't explain it. Luckily it's an impulse she can control, though, so she settles for balling her fists up at her sides instead. ]

It was supposed to be over with Corephecus gone. Well this isn't bloody over, is it?

You're Inquisition people, too, Sera.

[ And thank goodness, because she balances out a lot of the stuffy seriousness that makes Cecily want to climb the walls. ]

And it's never over for us, you know that. [ If it isn't Corypheus, it's someone, or something, else. Cullen's told her about the future, how there's an Exalted Council waiting to decide all of their fates.

She'll just... leave that out, for now. ]

But there aren't any rifts here. [ The Inquisitor offers, shrugging lightly. ] That's... something, at least.

I know, and I'm glad. Really. It's just...the weird stuff. Why is it the weird stuff that sticks? I mean, pretty butts.

The inquisition has a lot of them.

[ She knows; she looked. ]

But nice bums aren't following us around, are they? Instead we get....here! Whatever here is.

[ She's still scowling but her anger is fizzling out bit by bit. It's a good feeling since she doesn't even know what brought it on in the first place. ]

I'd take a butt over something weird any day. Even an ugly one.

[ She has a sinking feeling the weird is going to outdo the butts in her life from here on out though. It's a bit disheartening.

Still, at least it's not all bad-- ]

No rifts is nice though. Good on that.

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Here might have those, too. You just haven't seen enough of it to know, yet.

[ There's one in particular that she enjoys, personally, but she isn't about to say that. ]

You'll find both in Hadriel. [ Cecily says in a decisive sort of way, now walking alongside the rogue. ] So, at least you've got half of what you want, and... again, no Breach, no Corypheus.

[ Only in nightmarish visions, and only that once. ]

Dorian, Rainier, and Cullen are all here; have you seen anyone else?

TEST DRIVE MEME #5

Sera / Dragon Age

this ought to be fun

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it's my duty as a writer to make my characters suffer

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