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test drive meme #23
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 August 25th, and apps are open September 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: SLIPPERY NAKED PEOPLE
[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.
No big deal, but there's a freaky wall-climbing zombie thing stalking you. Maybe you should get inside? Or run. Or just accept death. This time, the Door has brought in some Descendants, from the Uncharted video game.
Descendents are emaciated, man-eating monsters that used to be normal people until affected by a virus - you know how that goes! Terribly, always. They are fast and agile and quite strong, and they will stalk you and crawl up walls and maybe break your neck if they can. Badass.]
S O R R O W / H O P E
SCENARIO TWO: THE FUTURE ISN'T BRIGHT
[You found a mirror. It's your mirror, created just for you, and when you look into it - well. You might not want to look more than once, because it shows an image of the worst possible future you could imagine for yourself. Maybe you're dead. Maybe someone you love it. Maybe you've lost everything. Basically, it sucks.
What are you gonna do? Throw it away? Smash it? Keep looking over and over because you love pain? Or maybe someone else threw theirs away, and you're the one that found it. You really, really want to look. Invasive, maybe, but your curiosity is killing you. Just a peek...
This is a mini version of our Bad End event this month.]
L O V E
SCENARIO THREE: VISIT ME AND EXPLAIN YOUR PASSIONS
[You know that totally inconsequential hobby? The one that you love? Or maybe your favorite TV show or comic book? Wouldn't it be great if you had someone to talk to about it? Someone who would listen patiently while you explain the family tree from that obscure fantasy novel you reread every year?
Well, wait no longer! Your time is now! The moment you make eye contact with someone, you'll know they want to listen to you explain your obsession. They've just been waiting and hoping you'll come along and educate them! So go to town, buddy, tell them all about your waifu.
Or maybe a stranger just walked up to you and started talking about their favorite knitting pattern. That's... cool. Are you gonna interrupt them? Walk away? Get into an argument about how your favorite knitting pattern is so much better? Now's the time to show your passion, or possibly your complete disinterest! Go for it!]
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...I'm Matthew.
[A moment of hesitation, more habit than anything else.] From New York. Last thing I know for sure I was leaving court. And then... I'd say I was worried I was hallucinating, but this doesn't feel like a hallucination. It feels real.
[Surreal too. But.] What about you? Got a name? A hometown?
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I am-- [ He makes the slightest pause, anyone else would probably not pay attention to it at all, but something changes when he speaks again, it's like the kid sits up and lifts his chin to simply speak. ]
Atem.
[ By the Gods, he's still not used to hear the sound of his own name, his voice has some different undertones when he says it, filled with pride and some royalty to it, and it does, it does fill him with pride — but then he remembers recovering it and his memories was for naught because he's stuck in some... what is it, cave of sorts, and he deflates again. ]
I'm from nowhere, apparently.
[ Oh, those moody teens and their antics. ]
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[Though the from nowhere certainly gets Matt's attention. Sure it could be some angsty teenager thing, but that doesn't sound right, not from the tone in his voice, the change in posture.]
Everyone's from somewhere. And wherever it is, I hope it's less insane than this.
[Whatever this is.]
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Atem falls silent for a moment, pondering maybe if he should explain his circumstances. For the briefest second, he waits Yugi to come fort, give him a bright smile and tell him that's all right, that everything would be, but that doesn't happen. He, almost out of habit, looks down at his chest, expecting to find the Millennium Puzzle hanging from its chain, it is not there, and Yugi isn't either.
He's alone.
How depressing.
No it... had to be that way, the only wrong thing that's going on is that he's not where he's supposed to be, that's all. Right? ]
It is.
[ His words get minimized by a distant growl, he's got no idea how far it is but it makes him get up and tense, expectantly. He chose a really bad time to relearn how to use a body, really. ]
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Stay still, stay quiet. It doesn't know we're here.
[These things were new to him, but he could hear it clearly, each movement as it shuffled along. Distant yet, and not coming towards them directly, but still in their general direction.] There's a back entrance if we need it.
[He could feel the stirring of air from it, hear the way the door rattled ever so slightly.]
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For both of the things Matthew says, Atem holds a 'how do you know?' which goes together with a blatant puzzled semblance, one that could be easily recognized if there was any more light. But he has to trust him, blindly, he's got no other option anyway.
Atem nods at him, hoping he can see that somehow, but keeps his mouth shut. It is a little, tiny, minuscule blessing that he is no longer carrying a pure gold humongous pendant attached to a chain around his neck, it used to make a lot of clinking noises, because he does move. He slides slowly, and he looks, or tries to look for the back entrance. Look, he cannot just do nothing, it is not like him! ]
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His hand grips tightly at Atem's shoulder, and he listens closely to the thing. Out there. Still approaching. Still not coming like it's deliberately coming at them. But too close to be comfortable.]
Out the back. Quiet as you can.
[With any luck that'll get them a clear shot to put some distance between themselves and those creatures.]
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Which, in this very moment, is really really bad! Atem trips with something, maybe a broken rack, and it's where it begins... a domino effect. It makes something else fall, and then something else and then-- you get the idea. ]
Shit...
[ It is Atem's time to actually grab his protector's wrist without thinking about it twice, and he pulls towards the exit. There is no real point in keeping quiet now, is there?
Luck? What luck? ]
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Run...
[He advises, even if Atem is already on top of the whole running thing. Matt lets himself be pulled along, trying to keep an ear out for any of the creatures that might be coming to investigate the ruckus.]
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S-sorry, [ Breathe breathe breathe ] That was... stupid from my part.
[ Phew! ]
Are you all right, Matthew?
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[Matt reaches over to clap a hand on his shoulder lightly.] I'm fine. You okay?
[Atem sounds a little out of breath, but not like he's about to keel over, so Matt will take it as a good sign.]
I don't hear any of those creatures this way, either.
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He's not staring at him, just... looking through.
He's sorry, Matthew, he might or not be waving his hand in front of your face. ]
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Good guess.
[He admits before releasing his wrist with a sheepish smile.]
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S-sorry... How did you...
[ He's amazed, more than embarrassed, truth to be told. ]
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[He's not used to giving up his secrets so easily. Not that he regrets it; given the choice, he'd have grabbed Atem and made a run for it again. He wasn't going to leave a kid to face off whatever the hell that thing was. No way.]
Sight's only one sense. My others work a little better than most people might expect. [Understatement, but that's the general gist of it anyway.]
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But this is just very, very cool. For as mature as Atem might be, (at times...) he's still just... a kid. ]
I see...
[ Atem! ]
A-ah, not, pun intended.
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Pun or no, glad you get it. Honestly, it's... it's hard to explain. It's complicated. And not entirely normal. It's not something a lot of people know about me.
[The implication, the unasked request, is that it stays something of a secret.]
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I feel I need to reciprocate in some way, for trusting me.
[ Nothing is ever free, there is always some kind of payment. ]
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Nothing to reciprocate. Besides, let's say I won't mind having a friend in this place, and we can call it even.
[Though for both their sakes, he hopes they find their way to where they belong instead of... whatever the hell this place is.]
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Yes... yes he can do that. ]
All right. Let's go find out where are we then, friend.