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hadrielmods) wrote in 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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No. Jesus. I'm in the market for some allies. You passed the audition.
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[??? That sounds fake, but okay. Germany steps sideways and lowers the paintball gun. For the moment, anyway. The second it looks like this stranger might shoot him, he's going to definitely try to get him back.]
...How did you sneak up on me?
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I'm a sorcerer. I teleported.
[The only feasible option, really. Climbing is so not in his wheelhouse.]
You've got the tactical combat skills, or whatever, and I've got the magic. We'd make a good team.
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[SQUINTS...]
Do you think I'm a fool? What is the real technology?
[He says, as if everything thus far has been perfectly reasonable and not strange magic at all.]
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I'm not fucking with you, I swear. Look.
[He holds out a hand and conjures a little ball of flame in his palm. It flickers for a moment before flaring a bright pink and contorting to spell out "MAGIC IS REAL" in the air.]
Abracadabra or whatever the fuck.
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[...]
...Very well.
[In normal circumstances, he'd argue a lot more. But these circumstances are far from normal, and if this guy can do that trick again, maybe it will help.]
If you thought to approach me as an ally, you must have a plan.
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He snuffs out the fire and fishes his invisibility ring out of his pocket again.]
This ring will turn you invisible. [He slips it on and off again to illustrate, though he's not in a hurry to demonstrate the hiccup side effect. Germany can figure that one out on his own.] You go ahead and take it, then I'll follow along behind you to bring up the rear. I've got a spell that'll turn me invisible.
[He super doesn't.]
And I've got another spell that'll let us communicate telepathically so no one else will be able to hear us coming. [Which would be true if the hiccuping wasn't in play.] Between the two of us, we'll wreck shop.
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Like a cloaking device...? [he murmurs, more to himself than to the magician across from him.
In any case, he holds out his hand for the ring, though he's frowning again.]
The ring seems like a powerful item. You are willing to give it to me, trusting that I will not steal it?
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He drops the ring into Germany's hand.]
Trust me, you don't want to steal it. My magic doesn't stop at neat party tricks. [But if this guy was planning to steal it, Harlan figures he wouldn't have given him a heads up about it first.]
I'm Harlan, by the way.
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[If this guy is actually going on about real magic, there's no way he's from the same place Germany himself is. So it should be fine to just give his real name without risk of confusion. Right?]
It's good to meet you, Harlan. I look forward to working beside you.
[He holds out his hand for a handshake.]
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Uh.
[He glances at the hand.]
Same to you, but I don't do handshakes. It's not you, it's me, and shit. You want a ride down or are you good? [He jerks a thumb at the, uh, ground.]
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[STOP WHY DOES CHARLIE DAY KEEP CALLING HIM OUT.]
Both. You may call me Ludwig, if that is easier for you. Und nein, I do not need assistance.
[He is going to half-climb, half-slide down the side of the wall now that he's gotten that Harlan won't shake his hand. See you on the ground, dude.]
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What a weird answer to that question, though? Since Germany has some get up and go, though, Harlan teleports back down to the ground. Way easier than climbing.]
What do you mean "easier for me"?
1/2
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[He looks down at the ring.]
I just put this on, correct?
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Yep, that's it. It's like Lord of the Rings or whatever except you won't have nasty wraiths chasing you. Oh, and you'll hiccup a lot. Just roll with it.