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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes2015-11-21 12:03 pm
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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.]
respired: for better or worse (my boy builds coffins)

[personal profile] respired 2015-12-08 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Koltira scowls. It's been years, but he well remembers his time with the Scarlet Crusade. The rack. The torture. His broken ribs. But, more than that, he remembers his shame. How he should have been left to die. He still thinks that, the other circumstances of the situation notwithstanding. He had been careless; reckless. It's not a fault he's improved on much, really. When Koltira reacts, he commits.

Which is why he wraps one hand around Rag'kar's throat.]


I'm not the one tied down right now.

[He squeezes lightly. It's just a warning, but one he hopes is clear enough. Rag'kar is his subordinate, and he doesn't brook disrespect.]
Edited 2015-12-08 01:05 (UTC)

[personal profile] howlingblast 2015-12-08 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, technically, he has one wrist untied. But he's not going to push it, not with Koltira threatening to strangle him right then and there. Part of him rises up to the challenge. He would love to tell him do it, finish it then but he is fairly sure he would actually lose to this elf. That isn't the fight he wants.

It's in his face, though-- in the way his lip curls, his lip-ring catching on a tusk. Just a soft growl, barely audible. He always wants a fight, but not here, not now. Not smart. They should get to safety first.

He yields, maybe not by admitting so, but he averts eye contact and drops his free arm to the table.]