dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #22

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 July 25th, and apps are open August 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: THE WRONG KIND OF SCARY
[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.

There's an odd shuffling to your right and to your left. Do you know what that is? Maybe not, but at least nobody else does either. You might peek at an eye stalk or a stinger, you might catch a glimpse of something that can maybe pass for fingers... or maybe it just has a mouth on its butt because its creator was feeling particularly sadistic that day. That's right, you're looking at the creatures from Spore, EA's infamous alien creation game with the most awkward alien creator imaginable.

These particular Spore creatures are the carnivorous kind, the kind who seek out and eat other creatures so that they can instantly procreate to pass on their victim's genetic code and make their species even more wild. You might not want to stick around and watch the mating process. I promise it's just as weird as you think.]

T R A N Q U I L I T Y / C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO TWO: STEPFORD SUNDAY
[You wake up one lovely weekend morning to the sounds of birds chirping outside and sun streaming through your window. What a wonderful day to be perfectly normal and happy in the suburbs! Your family is all around you, like a Norman Rockwell painting, happy to go about their average day in their average life in their average city.

So what if your sister is an archdemon? Or your father is somehow a dragon? It's just the way that things have always been... isn't it?

The perceptive of you may begin to see cracks in the veneer, may begin to wonder why everything seems to be so perfect... and as the truth begins to unfold, it paints a much darker picture than the one you're seeing. Are you sure you don't want to stay, just a little while longer?

This is a mini version of our Stepford Summer event this month!]

R A G E / D E L I G H T

SCENARIO THREE: CAKE WARS
[There are plenty of ways in this world to rouse your competitive spirit. Many of them involve athletics- few involve such beautiful edible artistry as this.

That's right, you're in a cake baking competition, and no matter how competitive you normally are, thanks to Rage's influence, you want to win. Competitors can be in teams of two or alone, and they have until morning to bake their cakes to the fullest and bring it to Delight's temple for judging.

So what kind of cake baker are you? Do you revel in your artistry? Do you measure everything and carefully prepare each icing tip? Or do you know that you suck at cooking and decide to use the opportunity to sabotage your opponent's cake instead? Nothing is off limits, and all's fair in cake and war, after all!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

stepford summer
( He's the local detective who doesn't do that much, if only because there's not that much to do. Crimes are once in a while things, beyond collaring a few sneaky pickpockets and graffiti artists, and it's-

A little boring, really. But Clive's engrossed in the latest installment of the das Lied des Schattens - no, he's never figured out what the title means, but the twists and turns of the fantasy epic are undeniably addictive. He's only a few chapters in, which means that anyone who turns up gets scrutinised with a long, narrow eyed stare. )

You read this?

( HE SWEARS TO GOD IF YOU SPOIL THIS SHIT- )

cake wars
( Okay.

So. Story time. Clive likes cooking. Baking... eh, he's passable. But today? Today it's time to make cake. And you better believe he's going all out to win this thing. There's ingredients laid out all over the table, but the actual work is surprisingly neat - no flour disasters or tossed eggshells. Things are put away properly and cleaned up. A neat workspace means he's got more room to focus on the important things.

Currently, that's the carving of a piece of icing into a... well. It's a brain shape. What can we say, he's had brains on the brain lately. For many, many reasons. But his cake is all sorts of strawberry milkshake deliciousness, pale pink and already fully baked. No one would blame you for taking a slice.

Wait. No. Clive would definitely blame you. )

[ Drake doesn't know how he got roped into this. He's decent in the kitchen, things don't burn too often -- unless he's distracted by Liv -- but baking? He's in way over his head.

He spots Clive at the next table while he's beating eggs into his cake batter, and raises an eyebrow. Brains? Really, man? He's a zombie and he's not making a brain cake. Not that he could sculpt it as well as Clive is. Anyway, he recognizes the other man from the station, often passing him on the way out of the morgue. It's the detective who works with Liv. ]

How long've you been doing this?

[Michael is reasonably impressed with Clive's baking skills, especially considering what he just pulled out of the oven himself will probably soon be classified as a hazard by the otherworldly CDC. But there's definitely one thing he doesn't get.

Why brains? And he thought his eating habits where morbid- actually nevermind his are way worse, but this is still weird. He watches for a minute before piping up.]

I didn't realize this was Halloween themed. Is it brain flavored, too?

[He's trying to make a joke.]

[ liv has never really had much reason to interact with the police, but she's always felt a sort of kinship with them: they're both civil servants, in a way, busting their tails to keep their communities safe and healthy. even now, the visit is more social than for any dire crime-busting reason, and she lifts her eyebrows at clive from where she stands in the doorway.

she's trying to seem exasperated, but it reads pretty easily as clear amusement instead. ]

Can't say I have. Unless - is there a movie?

( It's not the question that Rosalee expects when she steps near Clive's desk, delivering some herbal teas and spices to a few of the other detectives. It's not what her shop was for, but it's the majority of the orders that she gets and something has to pay the bills.

There's a shake of her head, Rosalee lifting her basket to take one of the seats at his desk )

It was never the sort of book I could get into. But it seems like you have.

Test Drive Meme #22

clive babineaux. izombie.

cake wars;

cake wars!

stepford summer!

( stepford summer )