dankmemes | test drive meme #15

Entry tags:

!test drive

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?]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

( fear. )

[ she is tired. it is the kind of bone-deep exhaustion that will not go, that lingers and lingers, just like the phantom pain does, the hand still closing tight around her throat.

the Wampa stares at her, and Padmé stares back, unarmed and unafraid. there is no room for fear, not for her own life — not anymore. there are no children inside her belly, even though it still pushes tight against her gown; Luke and Leia are safe, away from here, away from this particular danger. she, on the other hand, has been whisked from one death to another (no, she has no illusions about what awaits her, the knowledge that she was too weak to even hold her children bearing heavily on her), from Polis Massa to this unnamed, unknown planet without snow or ice. it makes little sense, but she can't afford to focus on that, now.

little by little, she inches towards the front of a shop, glass bottles on display outside of it.

as soon as her hand closes around one of them, she hurls it towards the Wampa; without a blaster, her chances of winning are slim, but she won't go without a fight. (at least here, there is something to fight.) ]

( delight. )

[ the first time, it was a nice surprise; the second, a strange coincidence. the third time someone comes up to Padmé and brightly gifts her a woollen blanket, she's just not having it anymore. ]

Thank you, but I really don't — [ her response is cut short, though, as the person giving her the blanket simply deposits it in her arms and leaves. for a moment, she simply stands there, slightly bewildered... before turning to the next person walking by with an impeccably polite smile. ]

Excuse me, would you happen to be in need of a blanket? It looks like I've acquired an excess of them. [ her wry tone is all that betrays her amusement over this. ]

[Every time it's the same, monsters and other such horrors dragged through the Door along with the newcomers. Inevitably some of them get into trouble and occasionally even within the perimeter that Maketh has worked so hard to maintain around the city. There's nothing to do but patrol and deal with the problems when they appear. She doesn't have enough bodies to

What she wouldn't give for a proper shield generator.

There's no use in dreaming. Not when there's work to be done and monsters to be killed.

This time, they're from her universe. How very odd.]

Get down!

[There's no time to get the woman clear. The wampa is advancing on her. Maketh grits her teeth and takes aim with her rifle. One, two, three shots just to be sure. The beasts have thick skulls and they've long since run out of armor piercing rounds.

But it's done, in the end.

Maketh lowers her rifle.]

Are you hurt?

[ at least Padmé is used to war, used to situations where there's nothing to do but act quick — she ducks as quickly as she can when Maketh shouts out, stays down until the shots have rung out. ]

No... [ she says, pushing herself up again with some difficulty, turning to the woman who had just likely saved her life. ] I'm alright. Thank you.

[ the thanks come with the heavy weight of someone who knows what would have happened, had the other not been there. ]

[Maketh keeps the rifle trained on the wampa for a moment longer, to make sure that it indeed died and isn't smart enough to pretend otherwise. Apparently not. She offers a hand to the woman.] I apologize for the introduction. Things are--difficult, here.

Excuse me?

[He was startled from his thoughts by a woman suddenly turning to him to offer him a blanket. For a moment he stared at her, wondering if she was serious. He wore his greatcoat over his shoulders, it was sufficiently warm but he eyed the blanket in her arms. Kylo kept stealing his blankets and that one looked large enough to smother the pretend Sith with.

A very tempting thought. He shook his head as he clasped his hands behind his back stiffly.]

I appreciate the offer but I will decline.

[Something about her seemed almost familiar. Even after her death and the establishment of the Empire, Amidala's legacy hadn't been forgotten even though Palpatine had hushed up a great deal of the circumstances surrounding her death.

He frowned thoughtfully at her, trying to figure it out for a few moments but dismissed it.] I take it you are a new arrival then.

[ he holds himself like a soldier, she thinks absently, long since accustomed to noting the small details, and even more so living through the clone wars, being surrounded by those who served as soldiers.

she doesn't know him, though, and there are many soldiers in the Galaxy. he refuses the offer and she nods, folding the blanket over her arm instead. ]

I see you've already equipped yourself for the weather, [ she says with a small smile, referring to his coat, of course, before nodding again in answer to his not-question. ]

Is it that clear? ... But yes, you're correct. I've not been here for long, yet.

I was fortunate to arrive with my greatcoat when I was taken from my home galaxy.

[If they were from the same galaxy and time, there was a good chance she would have a different reaction to seeing him or the symbol on the arm of his uniform.Perhaps she just had a passing similarity to someone he had seen on a holo, he was fairly certain that had never met before.]

It's fairly obvious. Not many go around the streets just handing out blankets.

[He senses her before he sees her, racing to her aid with his lightsaber drawn. The Wampas have already earned his ire and he launches himself over her, flipping in midair to intervene. His lightsaber makes short work of the creature - no mercy is shown - and then he turns, breathing shallower at the sight of her.]

Padmé... [It feels like they have been separated forever. His smile is slow as he approaches her, ready to hold her safely in his arms. Yes. Safely.] Did it hurt you?

[ she cannot breathe. she cannot breathe.

even before he calls out her name, even before he turns to her — she knows it's him, of course she does, how could she not? she knows how he moves, she recognizes the urgency that drives him (and where before she only took it as a sign of his love, where before it would have set her heart at ease, now it seems as proof, sets doubts in her mind; it was for her, he'd said, to save her. could she have done something, to help him realize she wouldn't die? that together, they could live?)

her eyes are wide, her hands clasped in front of her when he walks to her. there is ash and fire inside her throat. ]

... no. [ her voice is stronger than she feels. ] No, Anakin, I'm — I'm alright.

[ a passing sense of familiarity in the force, that's all. ahsoka doesn't dwell on it as she continues across the city to check in for her patrol. plenty of things here play off her memories and it's usually best to ignore them. and then padmé speaks and it's more than passing familiarity. the now fully grown togruta, so intent on her path, stops to look at the woman she hasn't seen in years.

ahsoka looks completely and utterly confused. ]

Senator?

[ it's a confusion that is mirrored right back at her when Padmé turns to look who is calling out to her, answering to her title with ease... only it is the identity of the person addressing her that makes her pause in shock.

it... can't be. she has tried to avoid thinking of Anakin's former padawan; it still hurts her to think of what happened to her, and yet it hurts less to know at least... at least she was gone. she hadn't been there, in the jedi temple. ]

... Ahsoka? Ahsoka, it's — [ her surprise turns to blooming delight, a smile that breaks slow and steady as the dawn. ] ... It's really you. [ all grown up, now, oh, just look at her. Padmé takes one step, then another, then another, almost like she's afraid to really come closer, as if she's only looking at an illusion that could shatter any moment. ]

[A familiar light in the Force tells Qui-Gon where to go, and quickly, though he can sense Padme isn't afraid for herself. He knows the Queen of Naboo well enough to know that means very little in the scheme of things. He spares time enough for a slight smirk when he sees the bottle break over the wampa's head and takes the distraction for his advantage, lighting his lightsaber as he comes in range and slices the creature's head off.]

It's always an adventure with you, my lady. [He deactivates the 'saber after checking to make sure there are no more threats nearby, and clips it back to his belt. Although...it seems even with her, time has passed. She certainly wasn't pregnant the last time he'd seen her!]

[ you would think she were used to shocks by now, and yet to see Qui-Gon Jinn, the jedi master she only knew for a short while all those years ago, come to her aid like it was yesterday they were taking back Theed...

but she is a politician to the core and after a second of astonished silence, she smiles. ]

At least this adventure is a safe one, with my jedi protector by my side. [ the words tear at her, with the way they could so easily have been said to someone else, someone who they no longer can truly apply to... but she bites back the pain, keeps the slight smile, for her delight at seeing him is no less genuine for the circumstances. ]

[Rather than looking for anyone else being harassed by wampas, Leia's just trying to find the quickest and safest route away from the largest groupings of them. And trying to find that route brings her to Padmé and she manages to catch sight of her throwing the bottle at one.

It only takes the princess a moment to pull her blaster off her hip and start shooting. There's no way she's just going to leave someone facing one of those beasts unarmed!]

Over here! Quickly! [While it's licking its wounds or whatever those things do.]

[ she wishes she had a blaster herself, to kill the wampa herself, but Padmé doesn't have one, and so she has no choice but to welcome the aid — though despite the urgency, the knowledge that some shots from the weapon will only slow the beast for so long, she pauses when she turns to the woman calling for her. there is a strange sense of... familiarity, of sorts, the way you see someone on the street and look at them in certainty of having seen them before, but at the same time you know you never have.

with a small shake of her head, to dispel whatever haze seemed to take over her, she hurries to Leia. ]

Thank you. If I had my blaster as well, this would be a fairer fight. [ ... says a woman who looks heavily pregnant and pale as death, as if she considers herself to be in full fighting condition. ]

We should go, before it recovers.

I'm not sure there's thing such as a fair fight when it comes to wampa.

[She won't comment on how heavily pregnant she looks, it would be rude to save someone in one breath and risk insult in the next.

Admittedly, she does seem familiar to Leia as well but it's not enough to stop her from mentally brushing it aside. The more important thing is that they both get safely away from the wampa. And live. That shouldn't be hard at least. ]

Some of these alleys are small enough that they should give uscover from tthem.

Edited (oops typo) 2017-01-01 21:06 (UTC)

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

test drive meme #15

padmé amidala | star wars | ota

Fear

no subject

no subject

delight

no subject

no subject

Fear

no subject

delight

no subject

/arrives as promised! <3

tags back a little later than intended glfjfk <3

FEAR

no subject

no subject