test drive meme #17

[hadrielmods]

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 February 22nd, and apps are open March 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: SHOOTING HOOPS
[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.

There you are, calmly exploring this super cool cave city, when all of a sudden you see something roll toward you. What could that possibly be? Why, it seems the Door has brought in some hoop snakes, which are definitely real.

Hoop snakes are poisonous and aggressive reptiles, able to pursue fleeing prey by grasping their tail in their jaws and rolling after them like a wheel. Wow, so efficient! Hard to get away from, though, and kind of... terrifying? If you want to get away, you better be a fast runner. Or maybe you should climb something. Good luck!]

S O R R O W

SCENARIO TWO: YOU GOT THE BLUES
[You woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed. Not the angry side - the sad side. Somehow, everything just seems to be going wrong, and you don't know why. You were out of milk for your cereal, the fruit you picked just yesterday is already going bad, and instead of getting frustrated all you want to do is feel sorry for yourself.

Even the good things aren't going too well. Maybe your friend just told you your hair looks nice today - doesn't that mean it looks bad the rest of the time? Probably. They've just been too nice to tell you. And your crush smiled at you - that probably means they know about your feelings and are getting ready to let you down easy. That's the only explanation.

No matter what happens, your mind is giving you the worst, most depressing interpretation. You can try to fight it and be aggressively upbeat - or maybe you just want to cry on somebody's shoulder. Yeah. That sounds good right about now.]

D E L I G H T

SCENARIO THREE: PUCKER UP
[For once, Hadriel looks rather lovely, all covered in snow and seasonal! Sure, it's not quite the right season anymore, but who really knows what month it is? Not the residents, and certainly not the gods. But for whatever reason, Delight has decided there should be snow on the ground and ugly sweaters in the shops.

And, of course, mistletoe. On your wanderings around the city, you may find yourself under the mistletoe with a friend or a stranger or even an enemy. Regardless of who they are and how you really feel about them, the mistletoe will give you a gentle compulsion to plant a kiss right on those appealing lips of theirs. You can resist if you want - it won't force you - but don't you kind of want to go for it?

This is a mini version of our Kissmas event this month!]

Comments

[angstfree]

Sounds like he's lucky to have you.

( Unlike his earlier statements, this isn't said to make her feel better. It's just true. That amount of dedication for family, for anybody. It's rare. It sounds like something one of the Cohen's would do.

With that reminder, he grabs a cigarette from his jacket. He traded for a few just after arriving but until today, he's barely thought about them. Still following Sandy’s rules even though the man himself isn’t here. Whatever's been going on today has brought the craving back, with the added realization that it doesn't matter. Being good, by the Cohen's standard of the word, isn't going to bring them here or get him back to Newport.

So, why bother? )

[dylinquent]

( If no one else will, she's going to. Nothing makes sense in the narrative that's been constructed, in the story she's been told. Like poking at a plot hole in her dad's drafts, trying to pull it apart until things line up.

Dylan exhales and presses the back of her head against the wall they're sat against, resting the notebook on her thighs. )

Well. There you have it. That's my sob story.

( It's something you probably don't want as a first meeting conversation, but whoever said she paid attention to conventions like that? She hooked Wes and Mikayla into this puzzle from the start of her community service, more or less. )

So. What's your name?

( But that's a bit of a backwards greeting. Have my life traumas, now who are you? )

[angstfree]

( It’s not the strangest greeting he’s ever had. It’s not even the first time he’s been party to someone’s story before knowing their name. Maybe he’s just got one of those faces? That, or it’s a wrong place, wrong time situation. Which is probably for the best. His skills at listening are miles ahead of his penchant for small talk. )

It’s Ryan. ( He raises one hand in a half wave, the other still holding on to the unlit cigarette ) You?

maybe the reason i couldn't find this tag was because i'd pinned this thread and archived the emails

[dylinquent]

( It seems like this place is all about the wrong place and the wrong time.

Or maybe the right time in this case. )

Dylan. ( She nods her head for a wave and clears her throat with the huff of an attempt at laughter. ) I should have started with that, huh?

[angstfree]

( He gives a small shrug in reply. Introductions, who needs them? )

Maybe. But this works too. ( A brief pause. ) Hey, uh. Do you wanna get out of here?

( Here as in this particular random wall. Now that the emotional part’s settled, at least for the moment, it’s a little weird to just sit around. And isn’t going to help get rid of the weight that’s been present all day, either. )