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dankmemes2015-09-17 07:18 pm
hadrielmods) wrote in dankmemes2015-09-17 07:18 pm
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Test Drive Meme # 1
Welcome to Hadriel's very first 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 September 24th, and Apps are open October 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!
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: ANYONE GOT A LIGHT?
[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. In this instance, the door has managed to grab something truly horrific, and it's definitely out for blood (and brains) tonight.
Smokers are enemies in the video game series Left 4 Dead, who use their prehensile tongues to capture unwitting people and either drag them away for consumption or hang them up to strangle them. With all of the activity of characters trying to find out what's going on and where they are, there are more than a few of them, lingering in the shadows and waiting to try strike at anyone who may be lagging behind.]
SCENARIO TWO: YOUR HEART WILL GO ON
[You awaken in a windowless room, the walls strangely curved. The door, when you try it, is quite firmly locked. No amount of force is able to break through, so it seems to be sealed by supernatural means. Next to the door stands a slender pedestal, about as big around as a large man's thigh. At the top of the pedestal is a indentation, as if something were meant to go there.
But you're not alone in this room. There are two things with you: a person and a corpse. Pinned to the body is a note: Place a heart on the pedestal to leave. Tucked neatly into the corpse's pocket is a letter opener, small and not particularly sharp.
Did you have weapons or tools on you before? You don't now. But look at it this way: what better form of bonding is there than helping a friend or stranger dig a heart out of a corpse with nothing but a letter opener and your bare hands?]
H O P E
SCENARIO THREE: HAVE YOU HAD YOUR BREAK-IN TODAY?
[You're standing outside a storefront, colored glass set into intricate designs. It's beautiful, artistic, but more importantly - there's definitely food inside. Good food, too, by the glimpses you can see through the window. In fact - wait a minute - isn't that your favorite dish in there, just waiting for you? You've been searching for food for hours, it seems, and the city is bare. Your tummy is getting awful rumbly. What luck!
You try the door. Cruelly, it is locked. The food taunts you, just out of reach.
The glass is lovely, intricate, but it's just glass. Or maybe you know how to pick locks. Or maybe there's a back way in. Or maybe some passing friend will be able to help you. There's a lot of options here, if what you really want is a mouthful of the finest... whatever it is you like.]
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What are you trying to do?
[Clear, true to his character, comes out of seemingly nowhere without announcing his presence properly and being in a rather close proximity to another body without thinking that maybe he'd scare the ever living crap out of said other body. The gas mask really doesn't help, either.]
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[Noah yells, goes corpse cold (frosting the window he was next to slightly) and falls.
Thanks, jerk.]
W-why are you wearing a gasmask?
[Is there something in the air? Should NOAH be wearing a gas mask? Is he going to die without one? Again?]
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E-eh...?
Oh! Uhm...this?
[IGNORING THAT QUESTION.]
What is in the building?
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... I guess I should eat real food too, but. Gelato.
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[Clear looks into the window and sees the gelato. But it's only because Noah mentioned gelato so specifically that that's what he sees. While Clear can eat and does like tasting different things, he doesn't have the same kind of hunger needs as humans.]
I do not think I've had it before.
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[He jiggles the door handle. Locked. Well, it's not like he hasn't busted a door open before.
With a wrench of his hand on the knob, he just...breaks it off.]
We should be able to try it now.
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... Are you like Superman?
[look he's gotta ask.]
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[Because that is the only thing that discerns him from a super hero, of course.
He pushes the rest of the knob through and leaves the hole in the door.]
Let's go get that gelato!
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Okay... [That sounds fake but okay.
He leads the way to the cooled cabinet where he could spot the gelato through the window.] Do you have a preference for flavor?
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Hmmm...which flavor...I will try whatever flavor you try.
[He looks over the boy's shoulder at the cooled cabinet.]
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[And incidentally they have three flavors, which is why he's grabbing the three pints NOW, and looks around for spoons of any kind.] Help me find some spoons, you can have a bite of mine and grab your own pint of whichever one you like best.
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Spoons~ spoons~ spoons~ [He starts singing his own little spoon song as he rummages through the room, feeling along drawers and running his hands through them.]
Do you think it is strange that this place would randomly have Gelato here?
[After he asks the question, he goes back to humming]