dankmemes | 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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My dear...

[ seeing him again in this strange place has been a great relief to her. elsa tries to maintain an air of grace these days, especially since the first accidental excursion had nearly destroyed a town. so. none of that anymore. because with all that has happened, she has opted to take those false memories seriously when it comes to him.

the soft smile on her face is real, anyway.

but it immediately becomes something a little less soft and more annoyed as she places a hand on the back of a bench and pulls both legs up. she sits on her heels, which makes her cage ride up but. she's sitting ( and unfortunately hiding her legs ). ]

I am perfectly fine. Don't you look so amused!

( well, when you can actually control your ice walls … it makes a helluva difference. and their memories might have been fake when it comes to what they remember of each other, but they've chosen to take them as they are and make new ones as they go, and it hasn't been a mistake. couldn't possibly be one.

he watches ( still, so amused ) as she settles herself on that bench, even if it means he can't ogle her legs ( excuse you ) and ultimately sits himself down next to her with a quirked brow. ) Can't help it. That … sure is somethin'. ( really. it is. ) Somebody steal all your laundry while it was in the wash? ( because what other excuse is there for this nonsense? )

[ the wiring pushes a little too high into her armpits when she finally settles, but there is no real way to get comfortable when wearing something so stiff. so says the woman who wears ice regularly but that's her and she can bend it all to her will.

she doesn't sulk because elsa does not sulk but she does look at him a little too seriously, unamused by his amusement. ( no leg ogling for you. ) and, as expected, gladio gets a frosty huff in his direction. ] The gods are toying with me and my wardrobe.

[ even her wayward pines attire was adorable, okay. anything is better than this. she places a hand on his shoulder and shifts her weight. ]

( it's a little different when it's your ice, right? when you can effectively make it to whatever you can set your mind to. and it's certainly not an incredibly uncomfortable bird cage thing that looks about as torturous as anything like that should when being worn by an actual human being.

( which. no human being should ever wear anything like that, okay. fashion, what in the everloving hell are you doing. )

and!! gosh, that frosty huff. he's already suffering due to the lack of leg ogling ( sigh! ) but he does, at least, try to tone his amusement down to something manageable, which. for him? is a barely-contained grin that absolutely will not budge, though he does clear his throat in order to try ( keyword: try ) to keep his tone neutral. ) Ain't that the way with gods usually? ( more in the sense of they do whatever the hell they want more than mess with wardrobes specifically, but he doesn't exactly care to elaborate. ) Well … the ones I know, anyway. ( no naming names here or anything.

~~gentiana.~~

and if what comes out of his mouth next is any surprise to you at all, we would like for you to pause and reevaluate how well you think you know us. ) Want the shirt off my back? It'll cover you up a little bit, at least. ( 'cause ya know ya boy ain't gonna mind wandering about shirtless. )

[ Elsa laughs. ] I shall swim in your clothes. [ she remembers wearing his jacket before, okay. in fake high school. she drownwd in that letterman before. and his shirts. amd his hoodie.

and he earned that frosty huff! ]

I do not have experience in dealing with gods but I do know those with power beyond control. It seems ridiculous to concern oneself with the attire of others when my dresses are perfectly fine.

[ her brow wrinkles as she gets to her feet once more, struggling as she is unable to bend. her hands awkwardly reach around to find some clasp or button that keeps this together. ] I don't wish to make you indecent. [ ahahahaha. she is absolutely joking. if there is someone who knows his MO, it's elsa. ] And I would like to not undress in public.

Test Drive Meme #24

if gladio still remembers how to get her to sing....

if he still -- LIKE HE COULD FORGET

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