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

[theoldgirl]

This skeleton is very committed to his jokes, isn't he, despite the fact that she is clearly not a terribly suitable audience. TARDIS humor tends to be rather more practical in nature. "Ah, wordplay", she acknowledges politely, having at least sussed out the pattern now. "Verbal communication isn't natural to me, so I sometimes struggle with its nuances." No fault of his, then, but if he could phrase things a little less ambiguously, it would be appreciated. And if he isn't interested in helping her with the snow, she might as well warm up her hands too, so she sets down her latest perfect sphere and rubs her hands together.

[skelebro]

Jokes are just about the only multiversal content he can trust. Everybody likes jokes, right? Unless they're big ol' spoilsports like Sorrow, but Sorrow don't seem to much like anybody. His loss.

"Ain't natural?" That ain't necessarily the kinda response he was lookin' for. So he cuts the crap, just for a moment, lifting a supraorbital ridge in mild intrigue. "How d'ya mean?"

[theoldgirl]

"I'm a primarily telepathic being," she explains patiently, vaguely aware that many corporeal creatures are somewhat uncomfortable with her ability to look into their minds, but not much caring. It's not an intrusion if they don't notice, after all, it's simply how she does things.

"I do have centuries of observational experience with linearity and speech, though, so I created this form to interact with corporeal beings." And what a fascinating form it still is, she thinks as she looks down at her reddening hands, feeling the circulation and warmth rushing back into every finger.

[skelebro]

Primarily telepathic. Yet another to add to the list that feels like it's lengthening by the month. Along with the whole "older than anyone can imagine" - yeah, he's recognizin' a pattern here.

An appearance and form everybody's comfy with, then. Not a real shocking endeavor. Seems the gods are good at bestowing that level playing field on everyone.

"This might be too forward of me," he rumbles amiably, "but what's the real you look like?"