dankmemes | TEST DRIVE MEME #5

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 January 25th, and apps are open February 1st.

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: HERE KITTY KITTY
[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.

Watch out as you explore the streets of Hadriel, because you're not alone, and there's always something on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in coeurls, from the video game Final Fantasy X for you meet.

These cat-like monsters can use elemental magic to attack, as well as their teeth and claws. When injured, they can cast a spell that will drain energy from their attacker and give it to them - and they are even able to temporarily petrify you. So if you decide to fight, let's hope you can finish them off quick!]

SCENARIO TWO: BURIED ALIVE
[What a wonderful day to find yourself - or a friend, or a stranger - buried six feet under. Covered in thick earth, the sturdy oak walls of the coffin trapping you in darkness, all alone. Not a soul to hear any cries of help.

Either you're in a coffin yourself, trapped, hoping for rescue, or you've got a GPS, a set of coordinates, and a shovel. Will you try to claw your way out of your possible grave, using only your bare hands and pure terror? Or will you be the one digging, hoping that down below is someone you love, waiting for you to unearth them?

Just don't take too long. Their air - your air - could run out at any moment.

This is a mini version of our Buried Alive event this month!]

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: PET PEEVED
[Everything seems to be going just wrong enough to drive you right up the wall. Maybe your shoes keep coming untied, or you slammed your finger in the door while you were leaving the house. Maybe your friend keeps using the wrong form of 'your/you're' when they text you. Maybe that guy in the shop with you won't get off his damn phone.

Whatever it is, your day has been full of tiny annoyances, enough to leave you on edge and just about ready to explode. They're such little things, nothing that should inspire so much anger, but one after another - well, shouldn't anyone understand why you're mad?

And then someone else comes along, perfectly primed to push your buttons. Maybe they keep pronouncing your name wrong, or they won't stop staring at your scar, or they have hair just the right color to remind you of your last ex. You're already primed for a fight, and they seem just as pissed as you. What will you do?]

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FEAR 1

[waking up in strange hellscapes is nothing new to harry. in fact, since he had stepped foot in silent hill, it seemed to happen about every hour or so (an exaggeration, but the fact remained). there would be sirens, he would black out, the world would shift into an amalgamation of blood, rust, and metal, and harry would be left to question what would be left of his sense of reality when he finally escaped.

if he ever escaped.

still, though, a coliseum is new. the city around him? it was nothing like he had ever seen in the inverted world. and this giant cat that's currently staring him like he's a side of beef is not a creature he's had the pleasure of meeting.]

Stay back! [why he's trying to tell an animal not to come near him is beyond him, but it doesn't feel right just shooting it without giving it a chance. he levels the shotgun with the creature, hands still trembling a little even after all the horrors he's had to face. being scared keeps you alive.

being scared also gives you an itchy trigger finger. the moment the thing rears back and something like electricity begins to build at the tips of its long whiskers, harry doesn't hesitate to fire. magic-schmagic; nothing matters when you get two shotgun shells to the face.]

RAGE

[he honestly doesn't understand how people can live day to day angry like this.

there's been a few times where harry's lost his temper, yelled at someone, argued, but those time are far and few in-between. he'd consider his temperament mild at worst. but this kind of vile anger, annoyance at every little thing, is like bile trying to creep its way up his throat. it's awful.

he's trying his very best not to get into an unnecessary fight with anyone, especially since no one actually deserves it. they're all in the same situation, after all. they had to work together. but he can't help it.] Could you please just go away? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but looking at you--! I can't stand you right now!

[Firo, on the other hand, is generally a pretty angry person, so he barely notices anything amiss when this guy immediately starts making his hackles rise. Surely this just means there's something wrong with the other guy.]

The hell's that for? I've got as much a right to stand here as you do! You know what?

[He squares his shoulders and moves to step right into this guy's personal bubble. Firo's rather scrawny and hardly intimidating, but he likes to think he is.]

How about I just stick around, huh? How do you like that, pal?!

[Despite taking so much offense at the words, Firo feels just the same irritation at having to be near this guy. But if staying with the man will piss him off more, then Firo's going to do it just to be contrary. This bastard deserves it, being so goddamn... Well, when he thinks about it, he realizes that he can't put his finger on what it is that this guy's being. All things considered, he was still kind of polite.

Maybe that's the problem. Who does he think he is, some saint?]

That sounds an awful lot like a personal problem. [ Sharon quickly snaps back, all sharp teenage edge. She picks up a strange colored fruit off the market stand nearest her, and turns to him, a sneer on her features, almost taunting. ]

If you don't like me here, maybe you should just go away.

TEST DRIVE MEME #5

harry mason | silent hill

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