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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»» BURIED ALIVE.
[Darkness.

Even with his enhanced sight there's nothing but darkness to be found when Cyril opens his eyes. At first, he can't be sure he's even opened his eyes. But after feeling himself blink a couple times he has, indeed, opened his eyes.

Has he gone blind?

He tries to move his hand up in front of his face, even in the dark he should be able to make out a shadow, but he can't lift it very far. It hits what feels like wood. Granules filter down onto his face, causing him to huff.]

What the hell?

[Doing his best to keep his calm he inhales deeply, the scent of dirt fills his nostrils.

Buried, he's been buried.

Okay. It's not the first time he's been buried, his rebirth included that much, but why would he be buried again?

He shifts a bit so he can get a good angle to kick and punch at the wood above him, it's like punching stone. More dirt filters down onto him, frustrating him. Even with his enhanced strength he can't seem to break the box.

It's then that panic begins to rise. He can't suffocate, he's already dead. But he could starve and that's almost as bad as dying.]

»» PEEVED.
[Today has certainly been a day.

Cyril isn't the sort with easy to push buttons, he's usually pretty laid back. But today is certainly doing it's best to get under his skin. He's stubbed his toe more time than he can recall. He's hit his shins on just about anything shin height. He almost put his own eye out at one point when he misjudged the weight of something he tried to pick up.

It's like today is out to get him.

And then he hears something that truly grates on his nerves. A small sound that most people without enhanced sense would easily ignore but he can't tune it out. It's there, impossible to ignore.

He's finally had enough and he snaps at the source of the noise.]

Would you stop that? That... That sound!

»» WILDCARD.
[I'm up for just about anything so hit me.]

[The sudden clang as Firo's shovel hits the coffin may herald salvation. Or at least an attempt at it.]

Hey! Rise and shine, if you're in there. ...If you're still alive in there.

[The shovel bangs at the coffin around face-level a couple more times before Firo realizes he should say something.]

I'm gonna try to get this lid off, so sorry if I hit you.

[Despite the apology, his tone is noncommittal. Potential shovel to the face is a small price to pay, right? And he doesn't even know if this guy can hear him.]

[Cy had been doing his best to remain calm, trying to determine a way out on his own when the sound of someone digging catching his interest. And then there's the clang of metal against the wood above him.

Right over his face. That doesn't sound exactly safe.

He shifts, hoping to avoid being hit in the face by the shovel.]

If you hit me I get to return the favor. [He shouts.]

[So they're still alive! And rather spirited from the sound of things, which Firo will take as a good sign.]

That's not a very nice way to pay a guy back. Should just leave you in there.

[There are the sounds of scuffling as Firo works his shovel into the little gap between the lid and the sides of the coffin. He has the sense to do this at the foot of it, at least.]

Watch out!

[He grunts as he leans on his makeshift lever and, slowly, the lid starts to pry off.]

I'd find a way out. [He responds, although not as loud as before.

He waits until there's enough room to move and shoves the rest of the lid off himself. Clearly his savior isn't going quickly enough.

Once the lid is out of the way he takes in a large gulp of air before sitting up.]

And I thought the first time I was bad.

[Firo’s happy enough to stand back and let this guy finish the work. He watches the man closely, curious as to what manner of person he is, hopeful that he won’t be the kind to turn on someone.

He blinks at the statement. Is this kind of thing routine for this man?]

There was a first time?

[Ugh, great. Of all the people to get, he’s stuck with the one who already sounds like a weirdo? Life just isn’t fair.]

[Cyril hauls himself out of the hole with ease before dusting himself off.

Brows go up at the question. Oh, he said that out loud.]

Uh, yeah. Hazing ritual kind of deal. [Not entirely a lie.]

[For a second, Firo considers trying ot figure out what that may mean. He decides against it with a resigned sigh.]

I have no idea what that is, but it sounds weird. What's there to get from a bunch of people underground, anyway?

TEST DRIVE MEME #5

Cyril Thackary | Original

Buried alive

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