Test Drive Meme #24

[hadrielmods]

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!]

Comments

[aroundthecoroner]

For my safety?

[Squint??? But alright, he's game. This is better than getting laid out by paintballs, at least.]

Sure, I guess. [Michael shrugs. Boy, if he was actually playing this game, this guy would be in trouble.] Do you know where we're going, or are you new here?

[marsch]

[He's doing.... his best....

Also if someone tries to take him out he thinks he'd be able to take this stranger with him so? That's a plus.

Give him a second to shoulder his paintball gun and slide down the side of the building. Which... is totally not a normal thing for a person to feel comfortable doing, but he seems unharmed at landing? So it's probably fine.]

...I am new here, [he admits reluctantly.]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Yeah let's be real, he totally could.

And yeah, the reverse building-scaling sure is weird, but it registers kinda low on the meter at this point.]

That's fine. I kinda owe you one for not shooting me, so I'll show you around. [He starts walking.]

Technically we don't actually shop, we just kind of scavenge? Which is a nice way of saying "looting".

[marsch]

Danke.

[Germany falls in step beside him, though he still has an uneasy hand on the paintball gun. Look, just because he's mostly cleared this area through sniping doesn't mean someone else might dart out of nowhere?? He has to be Ready.]

If we're looting... who are we looting from? Who was here before?

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael will just allow Germany to be the Ready one, because he cbf.]

We're looting... from the gods, I guess? I think they're the ones who put stuff in the stores. Or maybe it comes through the Door. You know what, I never asked. But there were people here before. Aliens, maybe?

[marsch]

Aliens.

[Germany's encountered aliens before, and it hasn't exactly been a positive experience. America has a weird little grey friend who follows him around and says "fuck" all the time. Then there was that one time white blobs came from space and tried to take over the world...]

There are no books detailing the history of this place? Any civilization capable of creating something like this should have left written record.

[aroundthecoroner]

[He's not saying it was aliens, but it was aliens.]

There's a library, but nothing there is exactly readable. I guess you could ask the gods? They knew the people who lived here before.