test drive meme #14

[hadrielmods]

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 November 24th, and apps are open December 1st. Please remember that starting in December, 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: HOW SAUCY
[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 lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect chance to destroy you for your vegetarian ways. This time, the Door has brought in a large group of Killer Tomatoes, from the Attack of the Killer Tomatoes movie.

While it is not immediately clear how these odd creatures can kill you, rest assured that you should be quaking in your boots. They can bite with their weird little tomato mouths, they can roll after you surprisingly fast, and they can even explode! Truly terrifying. But if you manage to defeat some of these agents of terror and chaos, you could make some mean salsa.]

D R A G O N A G E

SCENARIO TWO: VACATION IN THEDAS
[While you're exploring the city, perhaps you'll run into another creature that's slipped through a rift and is exploring along with you - or perhaps hunting would be a better term. Yes, Hadriel is teeming with demons straight from Thedas.

Perhaps you'll run into a desire demon, who will offer you your deepest wish - in exchange for your body and soul, of course. Perhaps you'll find a pride demon, who will play upon your strengths and weaknesses until you give in to them. Or maybe it'll be a despair demon, there to crush all your hopes and dreams.

Or maybe, if you're very lucky, you'll just find a nug.

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

C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO THREE: SWEDISH MANUFACTURING
[You're in luck! You know that thing you've always wanted? Doesn't matter what it is - a cool weapon, a nice dress, a well-made bedstand, a rare magical invention. Whatever it is, you just managed to find it! Whoa!

Or, well, you managed to find a box with a picture of the item on it. When you open the box, you find all the necessary components for making that item, along with illustrated instructions for putting it together. There's no written instructions, just pictures, but you're smart, you can figure it out! And it'll look just like the photo on the box. You're sure of it.

Better get building! Okay, the instructions don't entirely make sense - did you screw that part in upside down? Wait, are these pages out of order? Maybe you can ask that person nearby for help, or maybe you'll just sink into the depths of confusion and despair. But keep trying! Just think of what you'll get if you succeed!]

Comments

Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

[transmutate]

scenario one: killer tomatoes

[Edward isn't even sure what started this particular altercation, but there are vegetables after him and the only good thing he can say about it is for once he's fighting something shorter than him. His automail arm is transformed into a blade and he's slicing them and dodging, getting tomato juice and pulp everywhere, but still they keep coming and coming.

He needs a way out, and he needs a way out fast. So he starts drawing them together, backing up and backing up until it looks like they've got him cornered.

Then he smirks, claps his hands, and reaches out to touch the mass of tomatoes coming at him. He stops the alchemy cycle at destruction, the same way Scar does, leading to a massive explosion of tomatoes that spurts everywhere and coats the streets and Ed himself in sticky red juice.

He staggers out of the alley, hand transformed back to normal, giving a low laugh.]

If you really wanted to scare me, you should have gone with killer milk. That would have been much more disgusting.

scenario three: swedish manufacturing

[Ed is sitting surrounded by parts and staring at the instructions. He's been looking for a new bed, and here one is, only it's in pieces and the instructions are some of the least helpful things he's ever seen.]

Maybe it's encoded? But why would they sell a bed with instructions in code?

[It doesn't make sense, and yet he keeps staring and staring and wondering what the point is of such terrible instructions. Finally, he stands, letting out a frustrated growl.]

Ahhh, screw this! [He crushes the instructions into a ball and hurls it away as hard as he can.] This is pointless! I don't need any stupid instructions to tell me how to make something!

[He claps his hands, a slight hum emanating from them, then slaps his hands onto the ground. There's a flash of blue light, and then the bed stands fully formed, though perhaps with a bit of Ed's own style worked in. He brushes his hands off, smirking.]

There. That's better than the stupid instructions would have had me do it.

[He looks around, slowly realizing that there was, perhaps, one small flaw with his brilliant plan. Like the fact that he didn't wait to bring the box back to his room and instead just dumbed the box out right where he was.]

Now how the hell am I going to get it inside?

three;

[iustitiae]

[ok, real talk: connor was going to come over and help him with ikea hell but then ed does all of, well, that.]

Well that was impressive. Solves the yelling over directions problem.

[truly, priorities. but much more importantly:]

Can you make it float, too? Because that seems like a really weird place to leave your bed.

[transmutate]

Float? How could I make it float? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I can't do magic tricks.

[Alchemy is science, obviously. He rolls his eyes.]

I guess I could take it apart again...

[iustitiae]

Uh-huh. [yeah he doesn't believe that] What was that then?

[transmutate]

Alchemy, of course. It's science.

[iustitiae]

Alchemy? Like turning lead into gold?

[he looks back over at the bed]

Or Ikea boxes into really questionable looking beds.

[transmutate]

That's taboo. [More because it would destroy the economy than because of ethical concerns.] But yes, that's the general idea. Anything that falls under the laws of Equivalent Exchange.

fruit fight

[fulcra]

[ every time something new shows up, ahsoka doubles how much time she spends out, helping where she can. these enemies are particularly baffling but still dangerous enough to warrant help. when she hears what sounds like someone fighting alone, she's on her way to join in, lightsaber hilts in hand.

but then it's over and she's just standing there staring in confusion at the kid and his quip. ]

Killer milk would probably just be soured.

[transmutate]

[Whatever Ed's over the fruit and the milk and everything because he's a big geek and she has a glowing sword.]

What's that? [He crosses the alley and reaches out with his metal hand please stop him before he touches it.]

[fulcra]

[ wait what

startled, ahsoka takes a step back as she flicks both sabers off, swinging her arms behind her as she does so there's no risk of injuring him. ]

Hot to the touch. [ maybe he's just... really new to life. or something. ] You should be careful with unfamiliar weapons, young one.

[transmutate]

I was! [He scowls, though being called young isn't as annoying as being called short, and tugs off his glove, waving the metal fingers at her.] It wasn't going to hurt me. What's it made of? The blade just went away!

[He tries to peer around her to get a view of them, even though they're off now.]

[fulcra]

These blades are crystal-focused light and prosthetics don't hold up against them, believe me.

[ they're also one of the leading causes of prosthetics back home oops. she returns her shoto to her hip as she steps away from him, toward some stone that doesn't seem important to anything. a check back to make sure he's watching and then she flicks her mainhand back on again to cleanly slice the corner off the stone, letting the red-hot cut piece slide to the ground. ]

[transmutate]

[But he still wouldn't get hurt. He lets the matter drop in favor of examining where the blade has cut.]

Light did that?

[He doesn't reach out to touch this time, at least. It's an extremely clean cut. Fascinating.]

Three

[mismanagement]

[Of all the things the gods might choose to drop into Hadriel, they pick furniture. Furniture requiring assembly, at that. Maketh spent some time examining a book shelf - tasteful in the pictures, she has to admit - before determining it was, indeed, another trick. Ha, ha. She's laughing. Watch her laugh.

She doesn't intend to stop and speak with the boy - let him exhaust himself - but then catches the flash of light. And what results from it. Maketh goes rigid all over, then forces herself to take a breath.] What did you do?

[transmutate]

[Ed turns and shrugs a shoulder, leaning against the bed casually.]

Alchemy. Everyone here's so easily impressed. That wasn't even a hard transmutation.

[mismanagement]

[It doesn't look like the Force. But it is something, and she's learned the hard way never to underestimate children. Maketh narrows her eyes.] What is 'alchemy'?

[transmutate]

The science of manipulating and altering matter with natural energy. Look...

[He claps his hands and smacks them agains the ground, causing a small statue of himself to rise from the ground.]

[mismanagement]

[Maketh stiffens but doesn't jump back.] How are you channeling that?

[transmutate]

[The question puzzles him enough that he frowns and straightens.]

What do you mean? How I'm doing it without a transmutation circle?

just let me ketchup here

[skelebro]

[He's in heaven.

All right, so maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. He'd almost had this place pegged for some kinda hell at first until he figured that hell is just more or less livin' the same day over and over again without knowin' how things're gonna go.

Right now, though. A replenishing stock of fruits and a whole mess of tomato juice to get scraped up off the walls and floors and bottled away? Heck yes. He could start a business and sell the stuff off, maybe even rival Richie's little pawnshop deal in popularity. It's a work in progress.

He really don't expect a veritable explosion of tomato-smelling stuff to come spurting out from an alleyway at random. The guy that stumbles out looks like a pretty normal human, but that ain't much of an indicator as to species, Sans has since learned.]

I guess I shouldn't ask, one way or an-udder.

[transmutate]

[Ed slowly stares at the skeleton guy who is shorter than Ed (for once someone is!) and can't decide what to address first. It's a skeleton! Without a body! What?

No, that can wait. That pun has to be addressed.]

Why would you make a stupid pun like that? It's not even funny!

[skelebro]

You got somethin' against puns?

[And then, just because he can, Sans arches a supraorbital ridge upwards in the same way someone might lift an eyebrow. Bone is definitely that pliable now. Yep.]

[transmutate]

Just bad ones. [Ed squints. That's not how bone behaves.] What are you made of? What are you?

[skelebro]

[Real shame, seein' as bad puns are more or less Sans's M.O. But this guy is gonna figure that out soon enough.

Sans stuffs his hands in his pockets, rolling his shoulders in a languorous shrug.]

Capricorn on the cusp of Aquarius, according to a magazine I found in the trash. You?

[transmutate]

[Ed just looks vaguely confused cause capri-what?]

...so some sort of chimera? I don't know what you could be made of, then. Human and armadillo? [Seems like a stretch.]