dankmemes | test drive meme #15

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test drive meme #15

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 December 25th, and apps are open January 1st. Please remember that 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: YOU SMELL SOMETHING?
[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 knock you out, drag you back to its cave, and hang you upside down for some reason. This time, the Door has brought in a number of Wampas, from the Star Wars movies.

Wampas are large and furry, in order to stay warm and alive on their native ice planet of Hoth. While their white fur helps them blend in at home, it's less helpful in Hadriel - but that's fine! They're giant and terrifying with big claws and teeth, they don't really need camouflage too. They'll be more than happy to hunt you down - and if they don't eat you right there, they could knock you out and take you home for a later meal. If you wake up in a wampa cave, let's hope you remembered your lightsaber.]

R A G E

SCENARIO TWO: WE'RE ALL PISSED OFF HERE
[For some reason, something's just pissing you off today. It's something weird, too, something that wouldn't normally bother you at all. Maybe it's jackets or buildings with too many windows. Maybe it's animals or the simple act of sleeping. Whatever it is, it's total bullshit and you hate it.

What are you gonna do about it? Smash some windows? Kick a puppy? Or hey, maybe you'll run across someone who hates that thing just as much as you do, and you'll make a new friend! Or a new enemy, if they're wearing that most horrible of wardrobe items, a jacket.

This is a mini version of our Why Do You Have To Be Mad? event this month!]

D E L I G H T

SCENARIO THREE: THE SPIRIT OF THE SEASON
[Generosity and charity have infected the city! And hey, that's a good thing, right? Hadriel could use a little more kindness. Who knows what's causing it - Delight is probably bored - but whatever it is, maybe it's affected you, too.

If it has, you'll be inspired by the desire to give gifts to your friends, your family, that stranger across the street. Of course, Hadriel doesn't have a lot of gift shops, so... well, maybe you should just give them the shirt off your back? Or hey, smash a shop window and grab that can of beans, they'll love that! You could even steal your friend's favorite jacket and give it to your other friend. How generous of you!

Or maybe you're totally unaffected, and a complete stranger just ran up to you on the street and tried to give you a shirt they ripped off their friend. It's, uh. Not weird. Aren't you gonna say thank you?]

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[Maketh grimaces, fighting the urge to back up. She holds her ground.] I'd suggest saving your strength for an enemy that matters.

[Not that he seems to have an issue there. She should have just backed away when she had the chance.]

No one important. A guardswoman.

You? [He cannot afford to trust a stranger and she is armed.] What are you guarding?

[Vaguely, he motions around them.] Wampas?

The people here. [She eyes the dead wampa with distaste.] Are you---a Jedi?

[He's not one of the Inquisitors. The clothes are all wrong. She'd rather he be a Jedi than the alternative, though.]

I was. [He has embraced a new destiny; a new role.] Do you trust Jedi blindly? You shouldn't.

[Maketh narrows her eyes. There's something wild about this man, something barely contained and likely volatile. Her instincts are telling her to bolt, but she holds fast. You can't show fear to these people.] There are no Jedi where I am from. Only the Inquisitors and Lord Vader.

[His lips twitch, amused. Lord Vader, hm?] What do you think of Lord Vader?

[He is on his last tether thanks to Palpatine and his own mind. As such his power isn't...stable. It is wild and ready to attack any perceived threat.]

He's dangerous. [No point in lying. And apparently he knows who Vader is. Curious. Maketh watches him carefully.] But--effective. I could feel his power just standing next to him.

[She's not Force-sensitive, at least not that anyone has informed her, but some ancient part of her lizard brain had still picked up on the danger. The sheer risk of breathing the same air as Lord Vader, lest his attention turn back to her and the things she'd failed to do for him.]

[While not a glowing praise of him ruling his empire, Anakin is pleased. He spreads his arms and smiles.]

Now you meet him again. [Back when he was more human and less mechanical.] I have only recently become Darth Vader, so you must be from...my future?

You-- [Oh. Fuck it all. Maketh swallows hard. Of all the things to focus on, she's stuck on the fact that underneath the mask and armor, Vader is apparently human. And a Jedi. Or formerly one. Maketh doesn't like the suddenness of this. There's too much she doesn't know about Vader, whatever he came from, and his smile unnerves her. There's an almost manic energy about him that's utterly different from what she remembers of the man on Lothal.] You're from the Clone Wars.

Yes. [The smile dims and there is a hard light in his eyes.] So you understand why I must return. If you help me do so, I will remember you.

[An emperor can make someone's life quite easy, he assumes.]

Tell me your name.

[This is a dangerous line she's walking. This man could kill her just by thinking about it. But he didn't kill her on Lothal. Maketh lifts her chin. She won't be afraid. She'll do her duty to the end.] Maketh Tua.

[She doesn't offer her rank. It's no longer relevant.]

Lord Vader.

[She swallows hard.]

What do you need to know?

[There is nothing he ever forgets - besides his relative sanity (though it can be argued he was never completely right). He nods and crosses his arms over his chest.]

First, why have...we...been taken against our will? [He assumes he is not alone.]

[Maketh stands at attention, eyes straight ahead. This is just giving a report. She can do that. She's been doing that for years.] The things in charge here feed off emotion. They prefer humanoid beings. A few have--gifts not unlike the Force. Some, like myself, have nothing of the sort.

[She doesn't flinch at the brightness of his eyes.]

They call themselves gods, sir.

Do they. [His amusement is a facade. Gods are something to fear and he knows he will not back down no matter the cost. He has gone too far...done too much...]

Have they ever shown themselves? [Tangible enemies are easier to defeat.]

No, sir. Attempts have been made to force them out into the open. [She keeps her face studiously blank.] They were...unsatisfying.

[Painful, more like.]

Are there any...Jedi...present? [He will - he must - focus on their potential presence first. Any fellow Siths - if fellows they can be called - will either be encouraged to join him or they will perish.]

[Any hesitation will betray a lie. So she doesn't.] None that would call themselves that.

[Kylo Ren would go to him without hesitation. It's less clear what Ashoka will do. Either way, Maketh has a feeling that people will die in the cross-hairs.]

What do you intend to do?

[Good, good. Though hesitation or not, he only trusts what he sees with his own eyes.] Meaning they have a reason to hide their identities.

[He appraises her silently.]

I'm not sure yet.

[Maketh thins her mouth.] They are not of your time.

[For all that entails. Maketh holds his eyes as best she can.]

You didn't kill me. I suppose that means nothing to you, but years from now, on Lothal, you...refrain. Not out of mercy but because it was better done elsewhere. I served a purpose and you knew that quite well. I know you can tell if I'm lying. I don't bother with that, so I'll offer you a proposition. And you'll listen because I know what you become and I'm still standing here.

[She lifts her chin.]

There's no point in killing me in this place. It won't take.

Does that matter? [Jedis of the past and the future interest him. He certainly doesn't fear them.]

I'm glad you understand. [It does become tiresome to explain. He pauses overly long, glancing at his lightsaber and then back at her.] I wasn't thinking of killing you.

My actions serve a purpose. I do not kill without a reason; that would be a waste of energy.

[Yet his eyebrows raise, curious.] Why doesn't it...take?

I wouldn't know. [No matter how much information the Inquisitor allowed her to access, it's never been her place. Either way, she needs Ashoka and Kyle alive to protect the city. Maketh nods just once.] It's simple. We're not useful if we're dead and it takes less power to resurrect us than bring in new bodies. So we die.

[She thins her mouth.]

There are two. One served during the Clone Wars. The other...I don't know what you would call him. Perhaps he's insane. But I need them alive to fight the gods.

Makes sense. [Cold logic. He can respect that until the gods are within his reach. Then he will slice through them regardless of their stance.] I can understand why they keep themselves hidden after decisions like that.

[Kicking aside the Wampa, he approaches her.] The first... Give me a name. Then we'll move onto the second.

[There are a lot of things Maketh could say to that, so many awful truths she could spit about the gods, but she keeps quiet. There's a different threat standing right in front of her. This time it's Lord Vader without his armor, hand staying purposefully close to his light saber. The gods weren't staring her down. They could wait.

Maketh wished she could be rid of her fear entirely, but the best she can do is stand tall and endure. So she'll endure..]

Ashoka Tano.

She's here. [There is tension in his voice and in the air around them. His Padawan and him have fallen out of agreement. Obviously.] I'll need to find her.

[Just to shoot the breeze, you know. Old friends and all that. He smirks and rolls his shoulders.]

Now onto the second.

[They know each other. He knows Ashoka instantly by name. Maketh schools her face into blankness. She and Ashoka aren't friends - aren't really anything except tedious allies - but Maketh needs her.

There would have been no point in lying. Maketh repeats that to herself. There would have been no point in lying.]

Kylo Ren. He's...powerful. Half-trained.

[Possibly insane.]

He comes from a time after the Empire falls.

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