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hadrielmods) wrote in dankmemes2017-07-19 03:06 am
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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!]
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Well, that's good - you might want to rethink that opening line of yours, because our local insurance salesman uses exactly that phrase. I'm sorry I'm not the person you're thinking of though. Could I buy you a coffee to make up for it?
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It wasn't an...opening line. I was separated from my Uncle recently and he meant much to me. I suppose I mistook you for him.
(She looks quizzical.) I have never partaken of coffee. Is it good?
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And Coffee! [ He gestures grandly with the hand not holding his cup ] Coffee is the nectar of the gods! The black brew of alertness! The morning wake up call!
[ He grins ] Well, but really it's a drink brewed from coffee beans, which are actually a berry, I believe. In it's natural form its very black and biter, and it has the most useful property of helping one stay awake after a long day - or to wake up in the morning! I like mine with milk and sugar, though.
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Do you not mean the nectar of the Valar? (Well she can tease him a little bit. His grin is surely asking for it!) I think I shall drink mine as you do. I am not fond of bitterness and much prefer sweet.
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But there, then we have an agreement! The local coffee shop is not far from here, and their coffee is, while not quite the best thing in the world, fairly decent, in my estimatioN!
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Then it will suffice. (She steps up to his side, careful to not touch him. If she does, it might turn into an embrace and...
He wouldn't appreciate that.) What do you do, ser? My name is Sansa, by the way; forgive me for not introducing myself better.
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I'm the local music teacher at the school here - Maglor, at your service!
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Music suits you. I think you would have a lovely singing voice.
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How did you know? [ He laughs cheerfully ] I used to make my living that way, in fact. But I like this job better, I think, teaching the young ones.
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I took lessons once for voice and high harp. Are your classes open to anyone? (She is perhaps in her final year of highschool, age wise.)
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They are, of course! And a harpist, you say? How wonderful - I did try and teach Armitage, but my son has not a musical bone in his body!
[ He sighs theatrically and then laughs ] I was able to get him to be able to hold a tune, and that will have to do.
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I learned the high harp when I was only a child. I have been practicing it more often as of late. (She blinks, not recognizing the name.) What is your son like? Besides not musically inclined.
(There is love between them; she can see that and it...stings a little more than it should.)
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Armitage is a smart lad - not that he has been a lad in years! A little ruthless, but he does his best always. Very intelligent.
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How can one be "a little ruthless"?
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He once staged a coup d'etat of the maths club, because, as he informed the then-current president, his leadership style was sloppy and his analytical skills were average, at best, and they were going to win the title that year. The poor boy left the room in tears. Armitage wasn't wrong, of course. And they did win! He was... just not terribly good at tact. Still isn't, really.
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Did he apologize?
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Yeeeees, sort of. He told him that he was sorry that he made him cry in public?
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(And she is not entirely surprised!)
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He is, yes. Competitive, driven. But he has a good heart, under there.