TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[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 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?]

Comments

[64th]

[ Cashmere looks confused. words are a mighty sword? Effie. no. no no no. she recovers and settles back into antagonizing the other woman. ]

You'd better learn, Trinket, because no one here is going to want to help you. [ that's probably untrue. there's too many people in Hadriel who are are kind enough to defend someone who is otherwise completely defenseless. ] Maybe you can use a bow and arrow like your little mockingjay. Wouldn't that be cute?

[ijustlovethat]

[Oh, what an idea! Effie actually pauses to think about it for a moment.] Why, yes, it would be, wouldn't it! [She means that seriously, too.] Why, I'm sure I could handle a bow, at least in the most basic way. Why, with all those reruns of the Games, I've seen her form with it dozens of times. I'm sure I could mimic her form and manage to shoot an arrow!

[She'd probably just hurt herself, but she's an optimist.]

[64th]

[ is this actually happening? what is wrong with Effie Trinket? Cashmere shakes her head with an exasperated sigh. she does not imagine Effie's grand plan will work out as expected. ]

I can't believe I'm doing this. [ muttered to herself more than it is to Effie. she bends over, fussing with her boot a moment before sliding out a small knife. Effie obviously needs it more, and Cashmere will just get something to replace it from the armory. ] You should take this. You're gonna need it.

[ she flips the knife in her, letting it rest on it's point on her palm so Effie can take the handle. yes she's showing off. yes she's a little worried Effie will accidentally slice her hand open. ] Take it before I change my mind.

[ijustlovethat]

["Too much," is the answer to that question, and Effie doesn't even realize it. Or rather, if she does, she pretends not to. It's worked so far, right?

She is extremely impressed with your trick, Cashmere! And excuse you, she knows how to handle a knife. If nothing else, table manners have taught her which end to grab.

And she does so daintily, smiling the entire time.] Thank you, Cashmere! How very generous of you.

[Your escort would be proud.]

Where do you suggest I go from here?

[64th]

Yeah. [ then, begrudgingly remembering her manners: ] You're welcome. [ or whatever.

but Effie's got a good question. ]

See those big spires? [ she points in the distance, farther down the road. not far, but maybe a pain to walk if you're wearing absurd shoes. ] Apartments. I've never had anything bad happen to me inside the house. [ well... that's mostly true. not all true. there have never been any monsters inside. ]

There are abandoned shops. Take what you need but don't do anything stupid.