dankmemes | test drive meme #19

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 April 24th, and apps are open May 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: WHAT A FUNGI
[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, walking along, minding your own business, when you come upon a strange... something buried in the ground. No sooner have you noticed it then it pops out, ready to attack. This time, the Door has brought in some Mushbooms, from the Secret of Mana video game.

Mushbooms are large mushroom-shaped creatures that seem to be quite upset that you've infringed upon their territory - though who knew it was their territory to begin with? They attack unpredictably, dancing around before lashing out, and if you're not careful they might just hit you with sleeping powder. But who doesn't need a little nap sometimes?]

S O R R O W

SCENARIO TWO: SHALL WE DANCE?
[You received your invitation - now it's time to attend. Yes, it's the night of Sorrow's masquerade, and surely you're coming prepared. You've found an outfit in the shops, and maybe even a matching mask. You've learned the steps to a dance or two, or maybe you're counting on your partner teaching you.

What will you do, now that you're at the masquerade? Will you enjoy the delicate refreshments on the tables to the side, stuffing your face to avoid making eye contact? Will you make like a wallflower and watch people dance, hoping to be asked yourself? Or maybe you're the brave type, and you'll walk right up to a lovely person and ask them out on the floor. Whatever you do, the night is young - there'll be time for plenty more.

This is a mini version of the last day of our Seven Days of Hadriel event this month!]

C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO THREE: NEW PHONE WHO DIS
[So you called your friend - you're sure you did. You opened up your phone, hit their name in your contacts list, and started chatting. Maybe you have something important to say, maybe you just wanted to shoot the shit. Only - somehow, it's not your friend. It might be a different friend, a perfect stranger, or even someone you hate. Let's hope they speak up before you say something too embarrassing, right?

Or you might be the one getting the call. You answered the phone, and someone started talking as if they knew you - as if you're a close personal friend of theirs. But who the hell is this, anyway? What are you going to do, speak up or let them keep rambling on about their latest fight with their best friend? You might even recognize their voice - wait, did they just call you sweetie? Oh shit, they definitely think they called their boyfriend. Wow, this is awkward.

The longer you wait to speak up the weirder it'll be. Unless, of course, you have no sense of shame at all and are happy to let them make a fool of themselves.]

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1. Mushroom Madness: Rook is really not pleased about waking up somewhere new...dark, musty and dank. He wanders along the corrodor before coming face-to-face with a weird-lookng...thing. It's shaped like a mushroom? Only it's waist high and has a face. And then it starts dancing.

Nope, Rook is done with this shit, he's going to go find Poison or Noah or Agate or Jarvis, thanks. He turns on a heel and starts to walk away.

That's when the damn giant mushroom bodyslams him to the cave floor. Fuck.

2. Ballroom Boredom: It's not unlike the masquerade the Technichians threw once, Rook's decided, and dusts at his coat. His flight coat, it lacks the gold epaulettes and fancy hold buttons, but in navy blue with silver buttons, the high-collared and double-breasted coat is clearly military in cut and fancier than most coats here. Combined with his tall slouched black boots, white pants, and his own hood looks, he makes a dashing figure. Rook is tall, with golden blonde hair and ice blue eyes: the front third of his hair is done up in mircobraids, and there are streaks of royal blue dyed in at his temples. He's got a statue's clean-cut beauty, classical despite his broken and crookd nose, and the scar that crescents his left eye.

But there's malice and disdain in his face, his eyes cold as ice and the curl of his lip cruel. Dare you talk to this gorgeous bastard, as he contemplates the wine?

Zoe's running with a couple of those things behind her, herself. She might've lost them by now - nay, she probably has; she's slowed down and looked back over her shoulder a couple of times, and not one oversized fungus was hopping after her within sight through the dark - but shoot if she's taking chances and letting herself settle into trouble.

She has been keeping track of her surroundings as best she can as she goes - wouldn't do to barrel straight on into trouble while moving to ditch it - and her eyes widen with intrigue when she sees a person on the path, who are they, what are each of them doing here, while her brain urges her not to stay and talk - who knows what they could want and what they could be, just go, go go go keep going.

Without slowing down, she bends her path a little to dash right around whoever the stranger up ahead is.

And she's feet away when a big pale thing, probably another one of those, tackles said stranger to the ground.

The instant before she trips on running into it, she hisses shhhit in her head, hitches in a gasp through her teeth and throws her forearms in preparation to absorb some shock as her legs go out from under and behind her.

Hopefully the collision's knocked the mushroom-thing at least partly off of the stranger, for the guy's own sake - and as for Zoe's, her fall's scraped the heels of her palms a bit, but at least she's caught herself - uses what's left of the momentum still rocking through her to scramble onto her feet and steadily straighten up, turning around and creating some fresh distance.

Coming off a breath one part winded and one part thinned out by a fight-or-flight adrenaline rush. "Hell...!"

test drive meme #19

Rook | Havemercy but CRAU from the Box | OTA

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