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dankmemes2016-11-20 10:15 am
hadrielmods) wrote in dankmemes2016-11-20 10:15 am
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test drive meme #14
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!]
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Everybody's an alien to somebody, my dude. Kinda a stupid thing to say. Besides I've got my beautiful Cleave ears and nose! Should be obvious.
[Large and flat, respectively.]
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[Well, except for him. He's very cultured, even if this is the first time he's met an alien.
He actually looks up to examine her features, allowing himself to get sidetracked from building the rocket.]
Ah, of course. How could I have not noticed such a dazzling appearance?
[A smile, casual and amused without giving any actual emotion away. At the very least, she's pretty, and interesting.]
What was your home planet like? Do you ever miss it, even though you left it behind you?
[He gives her more of his attention as he takes a mental break from the rocket, idly turning the pieces in his hands when he looks at them.]
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[But she's encountered this before, so it doesn't blindside her as much as it had back in Ruby City. Silly primitive cultures without interplanetary travel... She stretches her arms up, then tucks her hands behind her head like she's taking a break, too. Because she'd tooootally been helping.]
It was home, so sure. Kinda sucked a fat one, though. Big ball of mud and war. Couldn't wait to leave, just didn't happen until after I moved planes.
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Too bad for you, though; meeting death and being unable to touch things.]
Can't ghosts possess bodies? [Meant more in passing than actual curiousity.] It certainly must be inconvenient to not be able to do anything on your own. What kind of options do you get, Pink-chan?
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What, you want me trying to get in your pants, or something?
[har har har bodyjacking humor.]
Nah. Not in the way people think anyway. There's a few people I can attach my soul to, but I'm kinda fresh outta those. Stuck sleeping in these cave walls until they get back in stock. [Which...wasn't going to happen. It's fine!!! It's totally fine.] What do you mean by 'options'?
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[Too bad, he took that one seriously. He picks back up the pieces and starts trying to put more of them together, as if to pretend the pants line didn't just happen.]
Well, like what you can attach your soul to. What are the qualifications of a person? Or an inanimate object? [Indicating the caves with a quick wave of his hand.] What's the rulebook on this sort of thing?
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Back on Cleave, it had to be a living native who was willing to let you hitch along. Otherwise I was tied to the planet like every other dead member of my race. Fun!
[Crowded and not fun at all... Not that ghosts took up space, really.]
Couldn't tell you how I got bound to a watch last time this sorta thing happened, or if the living native idea works with this cave. Can't exactly test it, huh? Don't think the gods count.
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[This actually sounds like your classic vampire stories, where the vampires have to have permission to come in.]
I mean, you're at the mercy of their answers, but it doesn't hurt to ask. And even if it doesn't work that way, maybe they can provide you something else to attach your soul to. Something mobile. Gods are supposed to be all powerful, right?
[He thinks he can make out what's coming together to be the front of the hull in this little rocket ship, now.]
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[She just wanted it to sound vaguely dirty. Izabel shrugs off the teasing tone with a bob of her shoulders.]
Don't think I want to, really. I mean, leaving would be great, don't get me wrong, but none of the gods look like they're in a hurry to get out. And the rocket can't bust through the ceiling, so...
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[Said sarcastically, of course. He's not amused.]
Well, even if you're not able to escape any time soon, isn't it better to have something you can use? Sitting around and waiting for more magic boxes that you can't open on your own seems like a poor suggestion. If you want a way out, shouldn't you work toward one?
[Waiting for something to fall in your lap is not productive at all, you know.]
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[THIS IS A LIE, SHE WOULD ARGUE WITH HER EX ALL THE TIME]
Oh, you mean like that. Nah, binding my soul doesn't do dick for me that way. Just gives me a...different anchor point? Comfy new bed, I guess. And honestly I'm more concerned with bringing people here than moving out. Shit sucks in my sector of space.
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[Okay, first he's heard of those rules. How terrible it is to be a ghost that can't do anything for herself. Isn't there a moving on trick somewhere? Or is that rule messed up, too?]
Bringing people in? Why would you want to do that?
[And how does she get them here in the first place if she can't touch anything?]
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[it sucks man]
Frustrating as this place is, pretty sure it's still safer than the shit happening back home. Nobody here seems to have a boner for murdering or kidnapping some little girl, for example.
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[Battles between Kings and sectors where plenty of people have died. But, he's not particularly worried about it.]
So you're talking about saving people then.
[Kidnapping, huh? Even the Kings and Clansmen where he's from aren't above that. Including himself.]
Can you be so certain that no one here is like that? Or anywhere?
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I mean, sure, there'll be assholes everywhere, but not assholes in the same way, you know? Like where I'm from? People are afraid of a dead kid like me to the point of, like, coming across as racist fucks. You not so much! So far.
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[Yukari clicks his tongue in distaste. Seriously? Racism? People still get hung up on that?]
It sounds like your people need to find a better use of their time in a war-ridden galaxy. Rather petty to be judgmental of the dead when you're trying to survive.
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[...Also she has insane illusion powers that her people have used to horrify soldiers for years, but. You know. Holding onto that card, for now.]
Besides, discrimination's kinda a big proponent of war society. Big wigs love that sorta thing, really keeps the fires burning.
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[Yukari comes from a war setting himself. But his Kings seem more interested in Capture the Flag than discriminating too much against others. Sure, you had the occasional person who thought they were superiour to everyone else, but it wasn't really racism as much as it was entitlement and territory.]
I think your rulers might need to be overthrown if they just want to keep people at each others throats for nothing other than giggles. A little chaos is fine, but it gets tiring if that's all you do.
[Yukari holds up what he thinks is finally the finished product of the rocket ship, setting it on the ground in front of Izabel, watching her to see if it looks correct.]
I think that should do it, running portions and all.
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[Not that it...stopped the war from running amok there...]
It's not just entertaining for sickos, it's lucrative, too. Generates jobs, fuels the need for R&R. Unfortunate, but I can't say that it isn't a reality. Been dead too long to not notice that kinda shit.
[War makes the economy go 'round and keeps everyone in the "right" mindset...]
Oh, hell yeah! Look at that. Cute, even if it couldn't lift a tubby cat.
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Are you serious? Neutral parties are the worst. They get nothing done. And does Cleave actually treat you and other ghosts the same as they would the living? Because if they discriminate against you, too, well, then they're certainly aren't as neutral as you think. Neutral is just another word for coward.
[Ah, good, he got it right, then.]
It probably isn't much as far as being durable, either. But now you have something to show off to anyone who visits you.
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[She places her hands on her hips, head tipping like she's getting another angle on this rocket business.]
Now I just need to hire someone to follow me around and carry it. And look after it for me during the day.
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[He raises his eyebrows in amusement. He certainly has no intention of being her hire, if that's what she means. But there is something he's curious about.]
And what would you have to exchange for someone to offer you such services, Pink-chan?
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[Especially when she's this tired.]
What, my good company isn't payment enough? You wound me.
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Right, right, of course. Dream away.
[Who is he to take that away, anyway.]
As far as good company, it's not exactly an accepted form of currency. Didn't your parents teach you proper trade? You were just lecturing me about the job market that your wars offer, weren't you?
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