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dankmemes2017-05-21 10:14 am
hadrielmods) wrote in dankmemes2017-05-21 10:14 am
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test drive meme #20
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 May 25th, and apps are open June 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: BURN BABY BURN
[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.
Or that... bonfire behind you? That's sure what it looks like, but if you get a little closer - which you probably shouldn't - you'll see a face in those flames This time, the Door has brought in some Doomers, from the Baten Kaitos video game.
Doomers are creatures made of flame that sure would like it if you were on fire too. It works for them, right? What do you mean you don't want to be engulfed in flames? These Doomers will send clouds of sparks in the direction of anyone that might be a threat (or anyone they don't like), searing them with the heat and trying to catch them on fire. Hot damn!]
SCENARIO TWO: IT'S JUST A CAT
[Why does it always have to be like this? There you were, going about your day, when you turned a corner and something jumped out at you. Maybe a monster with sharp teeth and claws, maybe a snake striking at your feet, maybe just a terrifying dark shape - whatever it was, it scared the shit out of you.
And then it disappeared in a puff of brightly-colored smoke and glitter, because that's just how Hadriel rolls. Awesome. And maybe if it just happened once it would be a big deal, but it's happening all the time. Practically every other corner you turn, half the doors you open, even just when you look over your shoulder. Careful about getting too jumpy, though - what are you gonna do if your friend taps you on the shoulder and you freak out? How embarrassing.
This is a mini version of our Jumpscares event this month!]
H O P E
SCENARIO THREE: I LIKE YOUR HAIR
[Everything seems normal today. No monsters, no weird shapes jumping out at you. Maybe it'll just be a normal day. Maybe it'll even be nice. No - it'll definitely be nice.
How can we be sure of that? Easy! Every time you touch someone today - whether it's an accidental bump or an intentional touch - you'll blurt out a genuine compliment. If you don't know them well, it could be something as simple as saying they look nice today, or that their eyes are a lovely shade of green. If you do know them, it'll be more specific. Maybe you're impressed by their work ethic, or you love the sound of their singing voice. Maybe you actually hate them but you really appreciate the way they always remember to put the toilet seat down (because that's the only good thing about them).
Whatever it is, you'll find yourself saying it out loud. Don't worry - nothing too personal will be blurted out, and you can stop yourself if you really want to. But isn't it great to be nice to people for once?]
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[ It's...brief and to the point. Delta isn't going to sugar-coat things, particularly not when Jack already seems to know what's up. ]
and that's why i'ts not the best idea to be out hwre on your own. don't have t o go group up with everyone lse, but. buddy system your way through this shit if you can.
[ He does his best to fix Jack with a pointed stare; the only thing he can really do to make it clear is lean forward a little and tap his foot. He understands being cautious-- it makes perfect sense, even more so if Jack hasn't been able to get a feel for who he might be dealing with. There's not much he can do aside from strongly caution and hope for the best-- at the end of the day, Delta doesn't want to find the corpse of somebody who went off alone and got mauled. Hell, they might not ever be seen again in that case. ]
you good asidef rom the [ Delta makes a claw gesture in front of him with his free hand, somewhat unenthusiastically swiping it to the side. Cat scare. That's a passable way to get that across, right? ]
if you're not, lemme know. i don't know if i can help with evertyhing. little limited in the grand scope f things
still worth a shot.
[ He's used to lending a hand where he's needed-- he'd be remiss if he didn't at least check. ]
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The funny thing about the diving suit is that it does a good job hammering home Delta's point, regardless of the lack of visible eyes.]
Why are you helping me?
[Bluntly spoken, as direct as the question itself. The heretofore unaddressed elephant in the room, that which he can no longer ignore. Why would someone like him help some random nobody, simply because he happens to be from Rapture? Or...who's been there.
Who's been to Rapture.]
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[ Why indeed? Delta doesn't take the slightest bit of offense at the question. He's seen similar reactions on different faces, in different voices-- from an outside perspective, there's no reason for him to do half of what he did. Even when staring down men who had more than earned their death, he'd stayed his hand. It wasn't always easy-- he'd come close enough with Poole, dangerously so, but it wouldn't have fixed anything. He had to do better than what he's seen. For Eleanor, although she's learned the world enough to make her own choices. It's just as much for his own sake. ]
[ Despite Rapture's best efforts, he's not a monster, hidden under layers of metal and cloth-- at his core, he's still human. Perhaps a little worse for wear, but the same. After so long without a mind or free will to speak of, Delta's left trying to figure things out for his own, a fact of life that's amounted to trying to change what he can for the better. He can't always intervene-- that's simply not realistic. There's things he can do, though, and keeping someone safe is one of them. Jack may be from Rapture, but as far as Delta's concerned, he's not to blame. He's just another lost soul who was left to drown at the bottom of the sea, and he deserves better than that. ]
[ On the outside, all of this is nothing more than an incredibly long pause, the light from his helmet almost flickering yellow as his mind wanders. ]
so
[ Time to get back on track. ]
i get the feeling we'd both prrefr if you didn't die. correct me fi i'm wrong.
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Down in Rapture, Atlas had been the exception to the rule. The one person who gave and continues to give a damn. Everyone else was simply to the point where they no longer could care for anything but feeding their ADAM-fueled haze, or they were Andrew Ryan - Andrew Ryan, who cared only for himself, and for feeding his own self-interest in fending away all that threatened to disrupt his political paradise.
The better question might be Why do you care? Why would a Big Daddy expand the scope of his concern to fit in a man who counts as neither Little nor a Sister, but that question, in the wake of this Daddy's obvious self-awareness, seems particularly blunt, even cruelly so.
He keeps his mouth shut.]
Didn't like dying underwater. I'd rather not die underground too.
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[ Were capable of doing so, Delta might've chuckled. He can appreciate that survivor's instinct, and it's good to see. If anyone's going to be able to hold their own, it's this guy, with or without the fistful of bees. ]
[ And good job, Jack-- Delta's taken a bit of a shine to you. ]
if you wanna keep that up thoughh we shouldn' stay in one spot for too long. might be somethng making its way back here.
[ Probably was, with his luck in mind. There always was that possibility, and with so many things jumping out at people, there very well may be a handful of monsters who'd been treated to the same experience. ]
you got a destinatin in mind, maybe?
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Or where he should be heading.]
Is there any place I should be?
[He's got no voice on the radio telling him where to go. No one informing him what he should be doing. Without any direction, he can't help but feel -
Directionless.
Like he's drifting.
That's a poor joke.]