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hadrielmods) wrote in dankmemes2017-09-20 10:04 am
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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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[When a stranger walks up to you and accuses you of eating the last of something when there's plenty of everything else, what do you do? Well, what Julie does is shrug, and take a bite of the flapjack-looking-thing that she currently has in her hand.]
Too bad.
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[He has literally no evidence for this and is just being melodramatic. Feel free to ignore him.]
My ambitions for both creative innovation and lunch have been cruelly shot down, one after another.
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[But hey, she might have shot him. It was all in good fun and nobody's dead, so she internally rolls her eyes at the dramatics.]
Is this your usual approach for a first impression? Because I gotta tell you, it needs some work.
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What? My intent was only to ask you about the food, not to make any kind of impression.
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[She doesn't remember a question there, only a complaint that she took the last of the spring rolls... which was a little bit rude, come to think of it. Who even does that?]
And you always make an impression when you talk to someone.
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Admitting you might have shot me unconscious is not a very favourable first impression to make either, you know.
[He says, disgruntled, as he helps himself to some breadsticks from his plate.]
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[Come on, live a little. She picks up something that looks like a chicken skewer from her plate and bites off half of the topmost chunk.]
All's fair in paintball, except headshots.
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I'm complaining because I was in the midst of producing art! Whoever shot me had no consideration for that at all.
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[Julie points out wryly. It's not too smart to do much of anything while people are shooting guns around you, but why would you want to be 'producing art' at a time like that.]
What were you even doing?
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[Even if the free food makes up for the pointlessness. Chomps a croquette angrily!!]
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[Julie puts another morsel of food into her mouth and lifts her eyebrows slightly, not taking any of his peculiar attitude even for a moment.]
You really thought no one would shoot you?
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[Then he pauses, and a thought occurs to him.]
...Unless, perhaps, they were after my weapons cache. [Just keeping a big pile of guns from fallen enemies lying around probably made him look like more of a threat than he'd realised.]