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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One of those civilian types just so happened to be a young, adolescent girl. She was wearing a dirty pink dress, with scuffed sneakers and a long blond wing held in her hand at the side. She had no hair, or well, very little and from the looks of it, her nose was starting to bleed as she stood there.

She must have been in shock or something? Just standing there looking up at a grotesque, naked humanoid thing that stared right back at her, drooling, it's eyes wide and hungry. The girl had her arm held out towards it, palm open and fingers splayed like she was telling it to stop.

Oh my god. Little girl. Little girl!!! No!

Wash breaks into a run, wondering when the last time he even saw a child was, let alone one in a combat zone, which he's already classifying this as in his mind. Breaking it down. Protect the civilians, eliminate the threats. This one first, since it's taking awkward steps forward and reaching for the child.

"Hey! HEY!"

But as he reaches her side (should he move to block her and shoot at the giant?) he notices that the thing has.... actually stopped in its tracks. Like something's stopping it. Is it her..?

Thinking fast, he swings his rifle onto his back and leans down and scoops the little girl up, bolting for a deep alcove she can hide in. "How did you do that?" he asks her as he runs, sparing a worried glance toward her bleeding nose.

Eleven was using all of her concentration to keep the monster at bay. It was a lot bigger than the Demogorgon, heck it was bigger than anything she'd ever seen or imagined.

Horrified at what she knew, about what she'd seen the thing do to others! To consume with such uncontrolled hunger?! Sure, Eleven could go through a box of Eggos in a heartbeat but this was something else, something inhuman.

Before she knew what exactly was going on, she felt the stronghold of arms going around her middle and hauling her up. "No! NO!! NNGH!!" Growing in her protest, legs flailing, hands balled into fists as she lashed out. The moment her attention was no longer on the beast, it began to slowly continue it's creepy paced walk.

There was nothing personal about her actions, and let's just say it was probably for the best her rescuer had body armor on, seeing as those little feet kicked out and around his crotch! "NO!... No..." Calming a little once she realized the strangely dressed man was actually trying to help her? Blinking, wiping the back of her hand under her nose to wipe away any blood left behind. Eleven shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know..." Looking at the visor of his helmet before looking away as she answered his question.

Thanks for armored codpieces, that's for sure. But it's more important that he gets her to safety than his crotch gets a little dented. He sets her down and listens to her answer, gripping her by the arms so she can't bolt from him.

"Hey, it's okay. They're stupid, you'll be safe in here. If it reaches for you just.... do that thing again. However you did it."

He's a little concerned about the nosebleed but it's a small price to pay for psychic powers that can stop a giant... alien, maybe? Wash isn't sure what they are, only what they can do, and doesn't want to think about what could happen if one gets its hands on her.

At actually leaving her, though, he hesitates. Not wanting to leave her alone in the alcove. "What's your name?"

Test Drive Meme #24

Titan Terrors!

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