dankmemes | test drive meme #17

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!]

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[Ned's not expecting gunshots—he freezes, then looks over at the girl half surprised she's there at all and half surprised she managed to shoot a gun, once he gets a proper look at her.

There are two options now: leave her to it and climb up this wall, or make a dash for the gun and try to shoot a snake himself. It's obvious what the better plan is here—so, with one last glance at the wobbling snake, he turns and heads for the weapon, scrambling to pick it up and fire a shot at the snake himself. His shot isn't any closer, but two near hits seem to catch the snake off guard long enough.]

I hope you can run fast, kid. [He's still holding the gun, but offers his other hand to pull her back to her feet. Whatever she's doing with her purse, they don't have time for it just yet.] Come on!

[There's some instinctual jerk in her gut to grab the gun back -- no, that's mine, give it back -- but she's still scrambling to anchor herself to her purse. She chews her lips and loops it tightly around her wrist once more before nodding and taking Ned's hand.

She's not the fastest person out there, and she's keen on keeping Ned and her gun in her sight, but there's been plenty of running lately to get her used to it.

That's mine. That's mine...!]

Left!

[Because to the left there's a jagged bit of rock in the distance she's pretty sure she can hook her purse onto and pull herself up, if Ned can just buy her enough time. While not wasting all her bullets. git gud scrub.]

[Look, this isn't his first gunfight chase, but it's the first one with wheely snakes. Ned goes left, but his focus is on keeping an eye on the snakes.

He'll conserve bullets, skidding to a halt when he thinks he's got enough space to shoot one more time. This time it skims off the snake, somehow, but when you're an angry shoelace anatomically, that matters. Snake status: down, but maybe not for long??]

[Aaand got it! Ray spares another glance over her shoulder to assess the situation and gives the bag an experimental tug to make sure it won't slide off at a critical moment. Satisfied with both her purse and Ned's shot, she heaves herself up and onto the spike.]

There's room, but you need to hurry.

[It'll be harder for him with his weight not being that of a thirteen-year-old girl, which is why she reaches out towards the hand he's got her gun in. Give it, she'll cover you, even if part of her is still kind of convinced this is all a very elaborate drug trip from some shitty priest. Her last adventure with snakes had sure been a Thing.]

[He's not that heavy, thanks much. But here, he'll hand the gun over, since climbing out of the way of Snake Death is more important than holding the only gun in the immediate vicinity. Here he comes, hauling himself up...]

What's a girl your age doing with something like that? [Is this the time to question children on their guns, no, but he's doing it.]

[She waits as long as possible before squeezing the trigger again, not so much bothered by the recoil but estimating the worth of using another bullet -- would this man make it before the snake reached him? Would the snake somehow go faster? Unfortunately, yes. More signs pointing to it being a hallucination, honestly, but it wasn't worth putting someone else's life in danger to test out. Besides, Zack would be furious with her.

Ray looks over with a hint of surprise at the question. Her age had never been a factor before, just how boring she was. We're people her age not supposed to have guns...? This time, she doesn't let go of her gun when she leans over to retrieve her purse. Hers.]

...I witnessed a murder, so I got it.

[Well, he's climbed now, so until wheely snakes learn to climb rocks, they're just stuck sitting here. He leans over the edge of this little rock ledge to watch the snake zip around, letting out a low whistle like he's almost impressed.]

Tricky, isn't he? [This goddamn snake... and oh, murder. Well, that happens. Ned wags a finger at her, faux scolding.] That's called stealing.

[Or. it sounds like stealing.]

...Snakes usually are.

[Thou shalt not steal. It's a kneejerk kick to her gut, but... No. She didn't need to worry about that. Not right now. Anyway, it doesn't seem like the snakes can get enough momentum going to launch themselves up the wall, so she's safe to slip her gun back into her bag, pull that across her body, then rub at where the strap had dug into her arm while she climbed.]

It was in my house. It didn't belong to anyone anymore.

[Anymore.]

That doesn't matter to the police. Stelaing is stealing.

[But like, fuck cops, etc. He doesn't want to sit here all day talking about it, so after a moment he braces himself on the wall behind them to slide up to his feet and carefully turn around in the small space, looking for... something else to climb to? Go up and over the snakes and put distance between them that way. Sitting here all day would be boring as hell.]

I see. [Making it extra surprising no one ever found it and took it away from her. Sometimes being seen as a traumatized little girl is all right. She's okay with just sitting here personally, but she catches on pretty quickly that he's not, so she starts looking around as well.] I've had it for a while. It's mine now. If it was taken away, it would be stolen from me.

[#kidlogic

Ah, but here's a really thin ledge... She can certainly step out onto it and lean to the side to get a better view of the area without aid, her feet being so small. This sure is a cave. Ah, but there's a feature that isn't "rock", wonderful.]

Do you think these snakes can swim?

[Ned waves a hand at her explanation, like that's real nice, kid. He's more interested in getting out, but—maybe not in swimming. In a full suit? What's cave water going to do to all his fancy bits and baubles, let alone—well.

Did it have to be swimming.]

Can't most snakes swim? [god, nature is horrible] Not the way they're flipping around on land...

[Wow?? What a wimp. Ray looks over her shoulder back at him even if it makes her footing a little more precarious. It's fine.]

...Don't you want to escape?

[like...be a little less enthusiastic, sunshine.]

Did I say I was staying? Move.

[let's waste 8 years more time great idea]

[Ah, so he's just a whiner. Makes sense. Rachel nods, going back to sidling along the edge, then crouches down on her new, slightly higher perch to watch the snakes below. One was still focused on the initial spike, some had gone off to find prey lower to the ground, and one was making lazy loops nearby. Hmn. Well, time to look back up to Ned.]

Your shoes aren't really made for climbing. [She's still kind of doubting how capable his footing will be, but his patience seems to be wearing thinner by the second. After that comment, she'll look for the next spot to crawl over to, continuing to plot out the path until they're closer to the river.] I can't tell how deep it is from here. I'll go see.

[bye, she's hopping down and becoming a test buoy. The lazy snake is close enough to hear her landing, and the resulting water sounds catch it's interest even more. At least she has the sense to lift her bag above her head as she sinks, keeping the gun dry. Because a usable weapon was more important than the fact that the water's up to her chin, especially if Ned's going to be following her.]

test drive meme #17

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