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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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They don't have time for this, no time to just sit and relax, but Liv allows herself to indulge. Just - like he said - for a minute. She folds herself against his side, resting her head against his shoulder and glancing up to sort of study his face. She lifts one hand then, kind of tracking her fingers against his profile.

"I'm so glad you're alright," she murmurs, like it's a confession instead of a statement of fact.

With a hum Drake turns his head into her hand and kisses her fingertips too, warm and affectionate. "Yeah. I'm good, even," he tells her, because right now he is. He just needs to not think about what they're going back to. "I wish I could give you more clues on where to look, but. I've just seen the inside of a cell and guys in lab coats."

"It's alright. We'll find you." Liv catches his cheek, pulling him in for an actual kiss. She knows that they have to get up, to get moving - food is the ultimate priority right now, followed closely by finding any of their friends that might have arrived here alongside them - but this is important, too, this real, physical proof that he's there with her. It's a relief.

Well he is absolutely not going to complain about an actual kiss. The cave could be collapsing around them and he'd still be up for kissing Liv. His hand comes up to cradle her jaw, thumb stroking the soft skin of her cheek. They need to get moving, sure, but they can take a minute for this.

When they pull apart for air he smiles, eyes sparkling. "You're not making a great case for splitting up."

"Hey," she protests, but it's obviously not an actual protest. "I'm just making up for a little lost time. I figured you'd understand." Affectionately she taps the side of his face, before shutting her eyes and heaving a sigh of sheer reluctance. "Alright, come on. The sooner we get this taken care of, the sooner we can come back - here? And make up for the rest of it."

"Sounds like a plan. In a loose sense." He tilts his chin up and kisses her forehead, then pushes himself off the couch. "I guess I'll go to Hope's temple and... shit, do you think I have to pray? Maybe he has voicemail."

"This isn't ever going to get not-weird, is it?" She laughs - incredulously more than anything else - as she pushes herself to her feet after him. "Just when you get the whole 'zombie' thing under your feet, suddenly we've got gods to pray to. Or to leave voicemails for." Liv is headed toward the door, but she's also clearly scouting the room, apparently searching for something.

"Everything is going to be weird forever," Drake says very seriously, managing to keep a straight face for all of five seconds. "I mean it, though, weird is our new normal."

He's pulling out his cell phone and checking the city map when he notices her looking around -- for a weapon, maybe? Oh! "There's an armory on here. Wanna go there together and then split up?"

"An armory?" Liv looks up at him, pausing. "As long as they've got something I can use. Gonna be honest, here: I slept through the part of med school where they taught us how to use guns and longswords."

But as long as those things were out there, they were going to need to have a way of defending themselves. She pulls her phone from her own pocket, before shaking her head and sliding it back in. "Lead the way, loverboy."

"I'm a crack shot, remind me to teach you sometime." If there are guns at the armory, anyway -- he's really really hoping there are guns at the armory. If there aren't and this place is old school he's gonna have to ask around for sword lessons because no way is he running around unarmed with tentacle monsters and whatever else might be floating around. "Loverboy, huh? I'll live up to that later."

For now he moves ahead of her, leading the way out of 'their' place and following the map, keeping his eyes peeled for creatures like they found in the arena. It's a peaceful walk to the armory, though, and he opens the heavy doors to find...

"Well. I guess we're going medieval."

"Think there's any chance Hope has King Arthur's brain on standby?" Liv slides past him to wander over to a weapon rack, hoisting up a morningstar and scrunching her nose uncertainly at it. "Because I'm definitely going to put someone's eye out with this thing. Probably my own."

"Uh, babe? Maybe not something on a chain." It just looks difficult to handle, even if it came with instructions, which nothing does. Drake looks around and moves toward the swords, lifting one out of its holder and testing its weight in his hand. "We did pretty well with that pipe, a sword's like that but sharp, right?"

No, Drake. No it isn't.

"I was just checking it out!" Liv protests a little defensively, before placing the weapon back into its empty spot on the rack. "If you're feeling sword, go sword. I think I'm gonna stick with something more- bludgeony. You think there's a chance they're hiding a baseball bat in that stack of polearms over there?" She takes a moment to appreciate the sight of Drake holding a sword, before wandering over to some of the blunt weapons.

Drake grins, testing to see if he can get both hands on this hilt to swing it with more power. It's a little tight -- surely there's a two-handed sword here though, he puts this one back and keeps looking.

"I think I'm feeling sword, yeah." He finds a claymore, which is pretty much exactly what he wanted. "Now, how do you even know the word 'polearm'?"

"Spent a week and a half listening to Ravi and Major argue about-" Liv turns to Drake long enough to make airquotes in the air here, "-the 'superior weapon' in Dark Souls for about two and a half weeks. I picked some things up. I didn't want to pick things up, but I did pick things up."

She passes the polarms, then finds a rack of clubs, hefting one up to her shoulder.

"Bingo."

"Wow, those guys really know how to party." It's impossible to tell whether he's being sarcastic or not -- totally straight face here.

Once she picks out her weapon he swaps the sword to his other hand and pulls out the phone again. "Let's figure out how to call each other on these things. Is there a number or... wait, there's already a contacts list in mine."

"--oh! There is." Liv does the same with her own phone, frowning thoughtfully as she scrolls through the contact list for any familiar names. There's no one but Drake and herself, and she isn't sure if she's relieved or disappointed. "Just us," she says then, her voice carefully neutral.

"Is that good or bad? Or are we gonna wait to pass judgment on this place before deciding?" He pulls up the map again, getting ready to head out to Hope's temple.

"Dunno. Guess I'm just not used to tackling mysteries without Clive." Liv comes to stand by him, leaning to look at the map he has open. "Not too far away. You really think that we're stuck here?"

"I think we need to worry about one thing at a time, and brains are kind of urgent. In my case at least. I'll go talk to Hope, you see if you can find some locals, and ask what they've tried so far for getting out? Get the full story on the Door and tunnels." He scrolls across the map, looking for somewhere that might be good for her to go.... oh hey now. "Look, there's a clinic. I bet they'll be happy to see a doctor in a place with this many monsters."

"One thing at a time," Liv echoes, but she's agreeing. She touches his elbow, leaning up to kiss his cheek one last time. "Just check in with me, okay? In case - anything comes up. I don't want to lose you again."

"You won't. I'm a badass with a sword now, see?" He's teasing, but his eyes are genuine. He's not going anywhere, Liv, don't worry. "I'll tell you when I get to the temple, and when I'm leaving. Okay?"

"Sounds good." She's reluctant to leave him again, so soon after actually finding him again, but they don't really have a choice. It's not like they can actually stay attached at the hip. "I'll stop by the clinic, and - see you later."

She balances the club on her shoulder, gives him one last glance, then heads out toward the clinic.

Well they could stay attached at the hip. He wouldn't mind that, especially after all the time he had to spend apart from her because of his stupid job -- this is like a second chance to be with her away from all that, and Drake knows he should treasure the time they have. But he'll see her soon.

Off to the temple!

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