dankmemes | test drive meme #21

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 June 24th, and apps are open July 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: A LITTLE FRENZIED
[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.

Do you hear something weird? Some kind of strange, constant humming? Hopefully by now you know enough to know that it's probably not nothing, and maybe you should run. If you don't, well- the Door has brought in some Winter Lanterns, from the Bloodborne video game.

Winter Lanterns are rather hideous creatures that hum constantly and glow orange when they detect someone's presence. They can grab you with their tentacles and take a nice bite out of you, which is super fun, or they can mess you up just by looking at you too long. Yep, hanging out in the gaze of a Winter Lantern for too long will end with you being afflicted by Frenzy - blood shooting out all over the place. Not great for the health, really, so maybe don't get into a staring contest. Maybe just run.]

S O R R O W / L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: HAUNTED
[You thought you might never see them again, but now they're here. That person you loved - that person you miss terribly. Except that you seem to be the only person who can see them, and you also seem to be getting steadily weaker.

So that's what it comes down to, then. This ghost that's haunting you will take your life so it can live, even if it doesn't mean to. Do you have the ability to stop them? You'll have to kill them to do it, and you love them so much. Now's the time to make your choice - but be careful. They're strong enough to be visible now, and one of your friends or even a passing stranger might have something to say about your decision.

This is a mini version of our Ghosts That You Know event this month!]

T R A N Q U I L I T Y

SCENARIO THREE: SLEEPING SICKNESS
[For some reason you can't quite put your finger on, you're tired. Like really tired. Like slurring your words, stumbling over your own feet, nodding off if you stop for a second tired. You can't seem to get enough rest no matter what you try - because it's always a light sleep. The slightest sound or movement will wake you up, leaving you just as tired and irritable as before.

What are you going to do? Try to find a quiet place to nap? Good luck. It seems like a lot of other people have the same idea as you - it might be hard to find a truly empty place. Or maybe you just can't take it anymore, and you're going to lay down and take a nap right in the middle of the street. Or maybe you actually feel fine, but everyone around you is falling asleep - and they glare at you when you make the slightest sound.

Maybe you should wake them up? Sleeping in the middle of the street isn't exactly safe. But then, maybe you just want to join them and argue over who gets the most comfortable bit of road.]

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"No, they definitely have." He's quick to reassure her of that, because she really had made strides. "I didn't mean it quite like that."

But he's too tired to try to explain what he did exactly mean, letting out a long breath before responding to the rest of what she said. Sure, part of him is a little impressed at her attempt at analysis--for someone who hates psychology, it's not too bad--but he really wants to discourage this idea. "Or dying could prompt your subconscious to process the death as being real." If that makes any sense. He's not sure; he's too tired to tell, and really just wants to keep Brennan from willingly seeking out some sort of horrible fate.

She would like to know how he meant it, but she would also like to sleep for longer than an hour at a time.

"I've never heard or read about a case of someone thinking or believing themselves to death." And she isn't a fan of this whole trend of thinking yourself to good health. It leaves room to blame ill people for their diseases, and that isn't how anything works.

But back to this conversation.

"I don't want to die, Sweets. Not in reality. This is not... some fantasy of suicide. I want to live. I love my family. I want to be with Booth and Christine and my dad and brother and friends. I want to be with them enough that I would try even the most absurd experiment to wake up."

That took a lot of energy to say; she yawns now, and keeps her eyes half open after.

"It'd be kind of hard to prove, wouldn't it?" Lance counters in response, although this sort of thing is really the only area he considers willing oneself to health to be valid; there's a lot of evidence that people in comas do better when they have the support of family and friends, and something to live for. Of course, that's just as hard to prove as the potential of believing oneself to death, and he doubts Brennan will put too much stock in it.

He isn't exactly expecting the rest of what Brennan says, though; the sentiment isn't surprising at all--he knows she loves her family, and wants to be with them--but it's more than he usually hears from her. It also hits him really hard, for reasons he can't explain to her, and he's glad that both of them laying down makes it easy to hide his expression from her just by turning his head a little to the side.

"I know. I'm just asking you to make the more drastic experiments a last resort." He finally says, once he's sure his voice is steady enough not to give anything away.

"Precisely. It's a hypothesis at best. It will never rise to the level of a theory because there is no way to provide truly empirical evidence for that claim." It's no better than so-called psychics and diviners using dreams or crystals or anythibg else to tell of future events, in her mind.

Of course she has no idea of the fate that awaits Sweets. The last she saw of him before waking in this dream was for a case like any other. She trusts him enough to speak her mind (and to touch upon emotions too, a thing she is loath to do with anyone outside her circle of friends) and since she believes this is all in her head anyway, there is no point lying to him, because she would in effecr be lying to herself. Brennan might not like psychology, but she can see the sense in not acknowledging how you feel about things.

"I don't think risking food poisoning is very drastic." She sighs, letting her eyes drift shut. "Uncomfortable, but nothing the body won't fix on its own." Vomiting is far from fun but it sure does the trick. "I am more concerned by this epidemic of sleepiness. Perhaps the air is contaminated." Or perhaps even her brain needs to take a break from this illusion.

Lance sighs, but he doesn't think he's going to be winning this discussion, and he's too tired to bother trying anymore. He's just relieved Brennan seems to have settled on taking no worse a risk than eating the fish, which Lance is still not excited about, but after her previous comments he thinks it might be the best he's going to get.

Besides, maybe she won't catch anything.

He shrugs a little at her last comments, despite still laying on the ground, which makes the gesture look a bit silly. "It's probably an event. I'm not sure which god would benefit from making us tired but unable to actually rest." Seems like it wouldn't help Tranquility much; maybe Rage? But she's not in the city, so who knows.

No. He's not bothering because he knows she's right. Science, 1; psychology, 0.

"An 'event'." That word doesn't sit well with her. Not precise enough. It will do, though. As for these... "gods". Brennan thinks on that for a moment. "Confusion. We are exhausted, but sleep is elusive. That is very confusing."

It's a good thing his delicate ego has gotten very used to just being right with no one else knowing or accepting it.

"That could be. I would've guessed Rage if she were in the city, but she and Delight left for awhile." He supposes Confusion might make sense, though, especially since he's kind of confused about Confusion being in charge of it.

He needs a nap, seriously.

But... he is wrong. :|

"I find it--" Pardon the yawn. "I find it very amusing that Rage and Delight are the ones who have left. It's very obviously a way of... my brain processing the fact that Joy is gone, and she goes with anger." She turns to look at him again and clarifies, "By 'Joy' I mean my birth name, not 'joy' the emotion. It's very clever of me to manifest that thought while comatose. Not surprising, of course."

Suuuuuure.

Lance looks over at her at that, again a little surprised. "That's an interesting analysis." Not a bad one, just more symbolic an interpretation than he was expecting. He'll also just ignore that little not-even-humble brag.

"What do you find interesting about it?"

It's not a brag! :c It really is clever.

"A lot of things, none of which I could properly articulate right now." Considering just thinking is kind of hard at this level of exhaustion, let alone talking about something sensitive.

"But I definitely want to discuss it later. Once this is all over." The sleepiness, he means; this particular line of thinking is something he's very interested in talking with Brennan further on.

On that at least they can agree. "I believe another attempt at sleep is in order. The fish are not gnawing, so there is no point to staying awake."

All of which she says as she shuts her eyes, voice fading away towards the end there. She hopes that this has passed when she wakes up again.

test drive meme #21

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cw she mentions suicidal ideation but is not doing it herself

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