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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[Julie looks down again, then pushes the plate full of cake until it sits half way between them on the table. She's hungry and nostalgic, but not greedy, and she probably can't finish as much as she picked up on her own without being sick.]

Have some.

[The second half of the mini roll goes into her mouth, and she rubs the tips of her fingers against her thumbs in a vague attempt to rid them of the sticky feeling that the sugar left behind.]

Are you a soldier?

[ Wash hesitates a little, then lifts his fork in an armored hand and takes a bite of her cake. It's... really really good. When was the last time he had cake? Since Freelancer, definitely, but he can't pinpoint when the last off-ship birthday was. ]

That's great, fuck.

[ He'll go back to his own plate now, though, because manners. ]

How could you tell?

[ It's a joke. He's in combat armor and armed to the teeth, there's no mistaking it. ]

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'Shore leave'.

[She lets him have at the cake, and falls to the plate of savoury treats that she picked up instead. Something that looks like chicken on a stick is carefully examined, and put to one side in favour of vegetables wrapped in a crispy pastry.]

Only military call it that. ... My dad's a soldier, too.

[Her lively expression falls away slightly as she mentions him, but jumps back up immediately in the next moment.]

And, you know, the armour, the weapons. Dead giveaway.

Yeah, all of that. You got me.

[ Unlike Julie he goes straight for the meat on his plate, because it looks like it's real and that's exciting. What he wouldn't give for a good steak.... chicken skewers will do, though, and with the first bite he struggles to eat like a human and not just start shoveling the food in ravenously.

He'll go back to the cake after though, if she's still sharing. And then he realizes he hasn't introduced himself but already knows she has daddy issues. ]

So... what's your name?

[ He can socialize. He remembers how. Really. ]

Julie.

[It's okay, Julie isn't so amazing with the socialising thing either. That kind of thing went out of the window when her mother died and her father turned into someone that she didn't recognise anymore. When her whole life turned into proving herself, without really knowing who she was doing it for.

She turns the spring roll (?) around towards herself and picks out the insides, popping each piece into her mouth.]

Julie Grigio. But I prefer Cabernet.

[ That's a wine, isn't it? Oh. They both are. He gets it, he sees what she did there. It's actually pretty funny. He doesn't laugh because what is laughing, but his smile broadens a little in acknowledgment of it. It feels strange on his face. Usually the only jokes he heard were Tucker's terrible sex ones, which didn't really appeal to Wash. And the rest of his life... wasn't smile-conducive.

He puts a vegetable that's fresh enough it actually crunches into his mouth and tries not to think about where the food came from. ]

I'm Washington.

[She sees that smile, and her lips press together even as they curl up at the edges. Ah yes, it is a fine joke, even if it's only half of one.

She's always been more of a red wine kind of girl. One day, she'll change her name officially.]

Washington, huh. [Her eyebrows go up, her expression curious.] No first name? Oooor. [Her hand comes up, and does a little tilt to one side.] No second name?

....Agent Washington?

[ He offers it awkwardly, not sure how to explain that he doesn't use his given name anymore because he's not that person. Wasn't much of a person at all, for a long time. The things he's gone through define him, and most of them were suffered under the name Washington. ]

Agent. [She hums, tilting her head to one side. There's a pause, then she reaches out to grab another cake without claiming the plate back for herself. Savoury, sweet, savoury, that's how it works, right?

To be honest, she doesn't care.]

Sooo, Washington is... like a code name?

[It would explain the lack of a first name, or.. second name. Whatever.]

[ Wash hesitates before nodding. It's sort of a code name. It used to be one. He tells her as much, without explaining how tied his identity is to it now. ]

It used to be. Now it's just my name.

[ Maybe that'll change someday, but for now... ]

You can just call me Wash if you want.

[Julie lets out a soft, muted chuckle.] Okay, Agent Mysterious Washington. 'Wash' it is.

['Wash' is fine. It wouldn't be the first time she'd met someone new and not actually got their name, but something that works just as well as a name.

And who's she to tell him what he should be called, anyway.]

So... What branch of the military are you from? Because that armour is just... wow.

Hey look, a new first name.

[ As long as she doesn't actually call him by it, he's fine with that. ]

I was a marine. But basically everybody where I'm from wears armor like this, since the Covenant War. This is the first time since high school since I've been around people out of armor, actually.

I'll remember it.

[She might call him by that. He can wonder about it until it happens.]

Covenant War? Never heard of that one. [Her voice is even, but the way she looks at him.. she definitely thinks something is weird, here.]

[ Seriously, please just call him Wash.... ]

From what I've been told about this place, that's not surprising... but what planet are you from?

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