dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #3

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.

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: GIMME A HUG
[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 a large slithering beast for you meet.

This Titanoboa is not the friendliest of snakes. Over fifty feet long, it requires quite a lot of meals in order to keep going, and it seems to be most interested in making you one of them. A giant anaconda, this is a constrictor rather than a venomous snake - but don't worry. It's got teeth, too, in case it needs to do a touch of nibbling. We're sure you'll get along just fine.]

SCENARIO TWO: THE DOCTOR IS IN
[You awaken on an operating table. How did you get here? What's going on? You don't remember checking into a hospital or seeing a doctor, and when you try to get up you quickly discover that your hands and legs are secured tightly to the table, the straps digging into your skin.

Next to the table is a tray of gleaming steel surgical instruments, their sharp blades glittering as the overhead light flickers. They seem to be the only clean thing in the room, as you begin to realize that the walls of this operating room are moldy and stained, and there's something dripping from the ceiling. This may not be a legitimate hospital at all.

There are footsteps outside the door. It could be a friend - or not. Will you call for help? Try to free yourself? Lay back and wait for the doctor to arrive?]

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: HOPESGIVING
[You find yourself in a kitschy, brightly lit, utterly pleasant gift shop. Lining the shelves are all manner of stuffed animals, inspirational figurines, greeting cards, and delightful ornaments. Some even look familiar, like something you might have seen before.

The door isn't locked. You can just leave, if you want. But on a pedestal where the registers should be is a globe of glittering light, and within it, a picture of the person you care for most in the world. Carved on the pedestal are the words Bring someone hope, and you will bring them happiness.

Of course, you aren't alone in there. Will you find something on the shelves to show to your companion, something that might bring them hope? Or maybe you brought something from home. Or maybe you don't care at all, and just want to smash everything in there. It's all up to you.

This is a simplified version of this month's Hope event.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[To say that Wade was familiar with this sort of medical atmosphere is like saying that the ocean was a little heavy on the salt, or that Lindsey Lohan was just a tiny bit of a party girl. It's a place that is as familiar to him as his own home-- he'd be a little dismayed to know that that comparison was rapidly becoming less and less apt the longer he stayed away from it-- and while this place was definitely not OSHA-compliant by any means, he's been in and out of hospitals long enough to recognize the signs-- the long hallways, the institutionalized building structure; the echoing, almost tomb-like silence that made every movement echo regardless of how crowded the place was.

It didn't make things easier. No sane person ever truly felt comfortable in a hospital, and the smell of antiseptic still had the power to cause his heart to speed up without warning. Wade isn't even sure how he made it in here, or if this is just a long-delayed PTSD dream, like having one of those "naked in high school" dreams after you've already graduated college. If this was a dream, though, there really was no harm in exploring, was there? It's not as though anything could hurt him permanently, dream or no.

It's only when he almost passes by a particular door that the voice-- gruff, with the hint of a foreign accent-- stops him in his tracks. Maybe it's the thought that this could still be a dream that gives him pause, or maybe it's because this predicament is uncomfortably close to what he's experienced before. Whatever the reason, Wade cautiously enters the room, slipping one of his guns out of its holster in case of an ambush.

There's only one person in the room that he can see-- strapped to the operating table lies a man with sharp features, pointed ears and strange glowing markings on his body. Wade deals with this sight with as much grace and tact as he can muster.]

...Huh. Cool tats. How many glowsticks didja have to use to pull that off?

Test Drive Meme #3

Wade "Deadpool" Wilson | Marvel 616