dankmemes | TEST DRIVE MEME #4

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.

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: A FACE FIT FOR A MEME
[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 on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in trolls, from the Dungeons and Dragons tabletop roleplay series for you meet.

These trolls have a height of nine feet and weigh up to five hundred pounds. They may be slower and less intelligent than you, but their regenerative abilities make them difficult to kill. Trolls are capable of healing nonfatal damage dealt to them and can use simple tools, like swords and knives- all the better to incapacitate you so they can roast you alive!]

SCENARIO TWO: RED SNOW
[It's cold. A layer of snow envelops the city, turning the caves into a winter wonderland. Feel free to have snowball fights, scrounge for blankets and coats (there's never enough to go around), and make snow angels! It's just like back home during the holidays, isn't it?

That is, if your home had yeti and white walkers roaming around trying to kill you. Be careful when wandering out and about, because they seem to blend in with the snow, and they definitely want a snack.

Or, uh, to raise you from the dead to murder your friends at their behest. Either way, you're dead.

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

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: HOPE FOR THE HOLIDAYS
[You're sitting on a couch in a living room. All around you are hints of magic- the mirrors seem to flicker with moving objects and people, the fireplace crackles with light, but no heat. There's a Christmas tree in the corner with soft, glowing lights that are unattached to any sort of wires.

Underneath the tree are four presents- two of them clearly marked for you, two of them clearly marked for the other person in the room with you. Inside one of these gifts is something you badly want- a stack of cash, a magical bow, an out-of-print book- but inside the other is something a little less pleasant. There may be spiders or snakes, or the box may be empty but coated in acid. It could be a wolf in sheep's clothing- wonderful-looking fruits, rotted on the inside- or it could just be a particularly nasty smell.

You can only open one, and there's no way to know which is which. Which gift will you choose?]

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[The Meta snorts at the joke then eyes the boxes with a fair amount of suspicion, no matter her clear delight at the development. Given this place, he's not about to go assuming much of anything past the fact that a majority of it's probably dangerous. Nothing he can't handle, at least not so far, and the odds could be worse, definitely aren't enough to stop him given what he could get out of it, but still. Worth being on alert, anyway.

He turns his head to regard her, one eyebrow arching in doubt, trying to determine how serious she is about the request, before he eventually grunts and taps one of her boxes at random, and if he backs up when she moves to open it, well. He's just being smart about it.]

[Bianca narrows her eyes and picks up the indicated gift. She doesn't open it, though, instead stroking the wrapping and playing with the ribbons.]

And what about yours? What does a God get a man who clearly has everything he needs?

[He snorts in answer, shrugging broad shoulders with a look that's probably not as interested as it could be, but the way he eyes the boxes after is passing greedy. It could be anything, after all. More equipment for his suit, an AI, the possibilities are endless.]

[Bianca leans forward, more interested in her companion than the boxes.]

A man of very few words, aren't you? Have you a name, my dear?

[The question gains a blank look at first, which is really plenty of an answer on its own, but then he raises his chin to better reveal the scar tissue spread across his throat with a resigned expression. He scrounges in his pocket after that for the communicator and types out a brief answer before turning the screen around so she can read it.]

META

Oh, you poor darling! Who - no, you don't need me to keep asking you questions, do you?

[For all her theatrical sympathy, Bianca's interest in other people's opinions are rather limited. A mute audience, on the other hand, is right up her street. Especially a big strong one who looks like he knows his way around the rough stuff. It almost makes her purr.]

Let's just open our gifts. Shall you go first?

TEST DRIVE MEME #4

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