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

<3 <3 <3 Titan Terrors

[prophesiedone]

[He is racing to her aid without fully registering that she is here. His heart is soaring, but he is terrified too. Anakin brings out his lightsaber, slicing into the monstrosity with all his might. He needs to bring it down quickly. He needs to get her to safety and reassure himself that she is alive and with him.]

Padmé, stay down!

I couldn't help myself...

[angelofnaboo]

[She's never been some damsel in distress, waiting for anyone to rescue her. In fact, she's more likely to be the one responsible for the mess she's in, if she knew what that was exactly.

And she won't say it out loud, but hearing the familiar voice is more than just a little bit of a relief. She watches him attack the monster with his lightsaber and steadies her rifle, shooting the monster as her would-be rescuer moves out of the way.

It's something that never gets old, being able to see a Jedi fight. They're graceful and deadly, like a dancer. Even though she'd given him such a hard time when they got to Naboo, Anakin has proven himself far past his young padawan and podracer days.

Her shot lands on the monster's knee region and it sort of stumbles. But that brings another issue.]

Ani! Worry about yourself!

[She wonders where Obi-Wan is, since he's never far where Anakin and trouble mix, but she can ask later when they're both safe.]

Where's the exit?

[prophesiedone]

[Of course she doesn't listen. Anakin feels a mixture of amusement and frustration at her stubborn resolve to fight even though she should be leaving that up to him. The shots are well-aimed - as he expects of her - and when the monster stumbles, he pushes it back with the Force, extending one hand.

He is likely older than she remembers; his hair is longer and, yes, he has more raw power at his disposal. He doesn't need Obi-Wan. He is the Master now.]

Why? [His smile isn't as bright or easy as it had once been and there is fear and uncertainty in his eyes. Yet all of that can wait. Deactivating his lightsaber, he walks to her and wraps her in his arms.

He will not be pleased with or merciful to any beast that tries to interrupt them. Lord Vader has a short fuse too.]

You're here. I've been waiting.

[angelofnaboo]

[After a lifetime of habit, why would she start now? Honestly. If he wanted someone who would follow his every order, he should have fallen in love with a droid.

There's something rougher, angrier, in Anakin's movements. He hasn't exactly been an oasis of peace, like some of the other Jedi she's met in her lifetime, but this is more than she remembers. When he's done and hugging her, she still doesn't hesitate to wrap her arms around his neck, a part of her pleased to be with him again.

After several moments, she pulls away to look at him, noticing the hair, the scar, the lines on his face. Everything about Anakin is older, almost nothing like the boy with the easy smile she fell for. She raises the hand not holding onto her blaster up to his face and traces the imperfection that lends more character to him.]

I just saw you on Geonosis. [She looks around, noticing her would-be attacker in a giant heap at the other end of the arena.] None of this makes sense. Where are we?

[prophesiedone]

[No, he likes it when she surprises him with her plethora of abilities. She proves that someone doesn't need to be a Force-user to get a lot done and change the entire galaxy in a remarkably peaceful fashion. Of course most of that hits the fan thanks to Palpatine, but A+ for effort?

An oasis of peace is a fitting description for those like Master Yoda. Anakin is all jagged edges of pain and fury. His love for her is one of the few bright spots still left in his existence and he clings to that Light so tightly that it is no wonder that he ends up hurting her.

However the hug is good - tight, but not constricting - and she feels right in his arms. Turning his head, he kisses her temple before she pulls back. His eyes are overly bright and he stares at her features longingly - hungrily.]

Time doesn't matter in Hadriel. I've met people from our future, so I know this isn't an isolated incident.

[He slips an arm around her shoulders and guides her to the nearest exit.]

The gods really don't seem to care about our comfort or our memories.

[angelofnaboo]

[She's always been a big fan of diplomacy over violent measures, but she isn't foolish enough to think that words will solve everything. That is part of the reason that she and her handmaids were taught how to defend themselves and others. And as part of her education, Padmé was more than proficient. She was dedicated

The look in his eyes is disconcerting. Wild and angry and sad, things that she remembers seeing in him back on Tatooine after his mother's death. It hurts her to see him in such obvious distress, since she's not sure what's caused it or how to proceed. With a frown, she allows him to slowly move her from the arena.]

Hadriel? I'm not familiar with that planet or system. [And she's familiar with a lot of them. The rest of his sentence is just so bizarre that she can't address it right now.]

Gods? Don't tell me you've become religious after all this time.