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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes2017-09-20 10:04 am
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Test Drive Meme #24

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 September 24th, and apps are open October 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: TITAN TERRORS
[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.

In this case, the monster behind you may as well be the monster above you. No, not anything flying overhead, but the freakishly giant nude monsters hellbent on shoving your crunchy body into their mouths and chowing down.

Titans are large humanlike creatures who have superior strength, though more limited intelligence. Much like zombies, they desire only to devour all of the humans in their vicinity and will use any tools at their disposal to do so. Get your steel guitars ready and get pumped, because sie sind das essen und wir sind die jager!!!]


R A G E

SCENARIO TWO: PAINTBALL ROYALE
[You've got a gun.

Okay, it's not a real gun- it's actually a paintball gun, which seems to knock people unconscious when you hit them. That's a pretty sweet deal! Except, you really want to be the last one standing, and you'll knock out countless people to do it. Every fight feels like life or death, whether you're waiting in the shadows to get the drop on someone or spraying paint all across the open streets in the fain hopes that you might get a tag or two.

Either way, if you lose, you'll find yourself waking up in a party! That's not so bad, right? It's a giant gathering of all the paint-covered losers in the city, with free food and drinks and a distribution of excellent prizes. What did you win? Fight your friends, but not in the dark and trauma-y way, and be the next winner of our Hadriel death (not really) match!

This is a mini version of our Party Royale event this month.]


C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO THREE: WALK WALK FASHION BABY
[Your trusty leather jacket is gone. So are your worn and torn jeans, all your summer dresses, your boots and high tops and heels. Suddenly, nothing is where you expect it to be, not even that load of clothes that you've left in the laundry for the past few weeks (oops). In the stead of all of your beloved duds, you find some stuff that... might be a little questionable.

Whether you were the lucky recipient of the hand shawl, the face skirt, the suspender sweats or some other wild atrocity, you'll be sure to have some fun trying to maneuver around the city in your weird, cumbersome outfits. At least you don't look as silly as that guy over there in the sea urchin costume!]
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Jade Harley | Homestuck

[personal profile] witchhooded 2017-09-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
a: chopsticks on piano. it's a big joke.
[ Titans. Okay.

Jade literally has no problem with this? Like, actually, it's kind of funny to consider the ways she can handle this: with resizing abilities, her flight, or just telekinesising something at it. An oversized zombie is not so threatening when you're the Witch of Space.

So, she shrinks it down. Shrinking a Titan down takes focus, but she manages it, and when Jade finishes, there's a baby sized Titan in her arms. Which probably just makes it a zombie baby? She's not sure of the correct term here, she just knows she's got to hold it at arms length and look displeased as it snaps it's jaw, looking for anything or anyone to bite into.

...It's a rather disturbing display, all together, a man's face on a child body, desperately trying to bite down on anything. One might be concerned for Jade's fingers right about now. ]


I... think he is hungry!

[ ...

I'm sorry? ]

b-1: diamonds are a girl's best paintball gun
[ A gun in her hand is a familiar feeling. This doesn't come with the smell of smoke and it doesn't burn hot in her grip when she fires it, but Jade knows this routine well. She hasn't gone into the jungle without a rifle, something to protect herself against the monsters on the island, since she could hold a gun. Since Grandpa taught her how to hunt.

Hunting isn't in Jade's nature. She wouldn't dare raise a finger to hurt an innocent creature. But oh, she wants to win... What's the prize? What can she do with it? The rush of victory would be so fulfilling.

Jade angles her paintball gun, holding tight, her finger poised over the trigger, the itch is there, the time's almost righ--

ohjeebus she almost shot a barrel marked hazardous waste

The paint smacks the wall just aside of the barrel, instead, making a wet collision that splatters green across the floor and speckles the ceiling to boot. From her perch, several flights of stairs up, Jade squeaks and stands up, her white doggie ears at attention. ]


I was aiming for your chest, but the dangerous thing next to you!! Sorry!

[ Oopsie. ]


b-2: and you were there! and so were you! and you, and you...
[ Jade takes losing pretty well for someone who gets so heated. Maybe it's just her inexplicable ability to cover things up with a smile, but she's covered in paint, her chest splattered with the color red (it's quite morbid looking, really) but her grin is so wide that you'd think she'd won the lottery. In her hands she clutches a small pink leash and attached to her, trailing behind pitifully like a toy with dying batteries (this is the case, actually, though whether Jade realizes this or not is up to you to decide), is plush of a white dog. It's trying to keep up with her as she flits around from bowl of candy to table of h'or dourves to table of ... rank smelling drink she doesn't touch.

Eventually, the puppy plush slides across the floor and smacks you in the leg. It lets out a pitiful yip that might be it's last words before it simply stops moving. What do you do? She looks almost too happy to interrupt, but... ]
Edited (im code good) 2017-09-21 02:58 (UTC)
completelycrazy: are you doin a bit with me rn (??? • what in the diddly darn)

b2!

[personal profile] completelycrazy 2017-09-24 11:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Newt is tepidly scoping out this rank-smelling drink? He's had enough of other, yummier drinks to consider taking a swig of this stuff just to see what it is. That's probably a good idea. It wouldn't be the first time he's put himself at risk for the sake of science.

But then something small plows into his leg and, whoops, did he get his tail stuck on something again?? He glances down and... Oh? He follows the leash up to the tiny mechanical pup's owner. Who is also kind of pup-looking.

???

He squints at her.]


Is the dog your prize...? Or the... [He gestures vaguely at the top of his head.] The ears.