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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Well, since we're taking my ideas seriously, I'm gonna go out on a limb and suggest that the creepy singing is meant to be a lure rather than a deterrent.

And it's getting louder. So. There's that.

[Which is a not-so-subtle implication that they're in the general blast-zone for something bad.]

[It does seem reminiscent of that movie, what was it... Jaws. That theme that became so iconic as to be firmly embedded in popular culture, so much so that even she has heard of it.]

Yes. Perhaps it's best observed from afar. Very, very far. If at all.

[Yeah that seems good.]

Would you happen to know a way out?

[Good, she's catching on. All the better, since the slithering monstrosity's keening is growing in strength and even glancing in its general direction makes his stomach roll over.]

Yep, this way, [he quips hastily, grabbing her elbow and steering her ninety degrees to their left.] That's sort of why I came in here.

[In the event he saw anyone loitering near the monsters a little closer than safety would require.]

[Given that this is a dangerous situation, she allows herself to be led out by someone who knows what they're doing. As an added bonus, not having to thinking about finding the way out allows her to think about other things, namely what he just said.]

You came in here to... lead me and others out of here? [Booth would do that.] That is either very heroic or very stupid. Perhaps both at once.

Hate to break it to you, but you're not the first to say that.

[Nate has executed a number of fool's errands in the past, and though things usually turn out okay - excluding the loss of a camera man in a Nepalese war zone several years ago - he tends to be overly confident regardless of logically statistical chances of survival in life-or-death situations.]

But I'm pretty lucky.

Oh, I am not surprised by that at all. Clearly you need constant reminding of the fact that you make choices that could get you killed so easily.

[She said, forgetting the times she's done the same. Not nearly as many as, say, Booth-- but still.]

Luck is a human construct. It is immeasurable and unobservable. It is a lie.

Uh-huh.

[Nate doesn't need a constant reminder, nor does he need a complete stranger's criticism, but he's the one who decided to save said stranger's ass so he supposes the onus is on him.

The severity of her conviction regarding luck and its non-existence would also be a lot more believable if Nate wasn't the most statistically unlikely chucklefuck he knows, which is saying a lot. Very, very few people have been in the situations into which he has (arguably inelegantly) fallen, and lived to walk away from them. Either someone Up There really hates him, or really likes him.]

You need my portfolio of weird crap to verify that?

[He asks, not particularly serious, shuffling her down another lengthy hall. The keening sounds have gotten quieter, at any rate.]

[Bless her, she actually thinks about that as she is shuffled down another hall, and it shows on her face that she's considering his offer.]

''Weird crap' is not a very specific term, but if you do in fact keep a record of improbable occurrences in your life, I would be interested in seeing it, yes.

[The many-eyed creature seems so much less interesting now.]

Well, I don't have them all written down so you might have to settle for a drink and a few free hours.

[The former of the two is definitely there to assist in coping with the strangeness of the latter.

He's also lying, but it comes easy to him: Nate does have his adventures written down (to some extent), but those sketchbooks are back home in New Orleans, in the attic office. It's not like he can just whip out his drawings of Shambhala and the glowing resin he picked up from Marco Polo's lost fleet. He can carry a lot of stuff, but that's a little extreme.]

Are you some kinda doctor?

That would be fine, yes.

[She just... believes him. She has no reason not to. Yet.]

A doctor of forensic anthropolgy, yes. And you?

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