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

[avvakir]

I haven't been here too long but I haven't seen a ToA anywhere. [ Oh god, shit, fuck. Light's shitting himself right now. It feels like facing down Ryuk again, except with an additional ass beating.

He plays with the trigger, a passive threat. He's not so great at this. ]

It sounds like you really want to get your ass knocked out for awhile. [ He brings his aim up quickly and fires off a three round burst, aiming for the center of the hulking man's chest, and quickly rounds the corner. He'll know if he's hit him or not if a nice solid thud sounds. If not, he'd better start running. ]

[requiemshark]

[To Light's credit, it's a decent burst. Would've been enough to get the job done if Ephemera wasn't also carrying around his alien shield. Because while his armor is apparently useless against paintball pellets - seriously, who designed the rules for this game? - his shield, fortunately, is not.]

You're dead, kid.

[Not literally. He's not that much of an asshole. Sharkface was, but he's trying not to be Sharkface right now.

But that doesn't mean he can't chase some brat down and scare some common sense into him.

Ephemera counts to five to give the kid a headstart. Then he activates his HUD's tracking system and gives chase. The moment he's in range, he's going to do his damnedest to knock the kid on his ass.]

[avvakir]

[ Light takes off like a bat out of hell, not to put him out of the other man's range but to race around the building and catch him from behind.

But he's not a track star. He checks behind himself on the occasion and will attempt to shoot while not stumbling on his feet.

Light does not want to get his ass beaten. For the umpteenth time in his lifetime. ]