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test drive meme # 26

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 November 24th, and apps are open December 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: SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL
[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.

This time, the monsters are a bit more transparent, as the Door will bring in a few skeletons! Skeletons often accompany the fear of death and can such be found as entry-level monsters in many different stories and games of all kinds.

Skeletons are well... skeletons.... but they move around like they're still alive. Some of them use weapons to make you fear death by killing you, which is cool for them I suppose. They're not particularly smart and they can be tricked very easily, but once they hone in on a victim they won't rest until they make everyone else just as dead as they are.]

D E L I G H T / L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: SQUAD GOALS
[Hey, look to the guy or gal to the left or right side of you. Did you guys just become best friends?
I think you did! For the next little while, you find yourself entering into these odd platonic relationships you'd never considered before. That guy who you kind of awkwardly made eye contact with at the grocery store last week? Best friends! The lady who's friends with your roommate's sister? Inseparable pals!

This event, based off of our recent event of the same name inspires you and all your weird facebook acquaintances to suddenly feel like you're best buds. You guys will share everything together, do everything together, and just generally think the world of one another. Enjoy your new and beautiful friendship!]

S O R R O W

SCENARIO THREE: INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS
[You know that voice deep in the back of your head that you generally ignore? You know, the one that tells you that you're stupid or worthless or that you should push that old lady into traffic? Well, usually you ignore them- we know you do, because you're a decent person who doesn't experience that kind of self doubt.

Now, though, all those little voices seem to have some merit. You're not sure why, but suddenly just giving into your weirdest impulses sounds like a good idea. You'll have to fight even harder to ignore them, particularly the ones that tell you to do something. What would that guy do if you just up and punched him in the face? What about if you just broke that chick's window? You'll have to find out!

Alternatively, all those thoughts about how lame you are and how you'll never succeed at anything are a bit more believable too. Hopefully you don't have too many of those- but hey, if you do then you can always drown your sorrows away at the local bar!]

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( Scenario One )

[ Stan really wishes he had met his life quota for weird shit happening to him. His first thought upon seeing the skeletons is, of course, this can't be real. It doesn't fit into his natural view of the world and existence, therefore he instantly tries to minimize it into his imagination.

This doesn't work well. It never does because no matter how improbable the unnatural stuff... it is very often turning out to be very, very real.

The fear that's welling inside of him, building up like a pressure cooker is hard to ignore -- if only because he's certain it's about to explode. ]

Shit.

[ And like the brilliant person he is, he just stares at the skeleton coming toward him, his feet cemented to the ground when he's sure he's telling them to start running. ]

( Scenario Three ) cw: mild suicide ideation

[ Stan's head is usually a very well-regulated and compartmentalized place. He carefully tucks away his sad thoughts, his angry thoughts, his fears and anything that makes it difficult to just get through another day (just the way he tends to do things in the physical world too). But that's all a mess right now and he's not sure why an innocent walk has turned his brain in the darkest of directions.

He keeps his heads shoved down in his pockets as he walks. What used to be his own voice telling him things is now It sometimes. It telling him that it's all quite useless and that no matter what he does that will never change.

At some point in the melancholic gaze he sits down somewhere, thoughts of jumping into traffic and off bridges floating through his head unbidden and the slight urge to do something so reckless and see what happens, but instead he pulls his hands out of his pockets, curling his fingers into tight fists and keeps himself planted in the seat.

This will pass even if he has to wrangle his entire consciousness into a box in the back of his head.

From the outside, he looks a bit distressed, tense and his face a mix of emotions that vary widely from afraid to sad to concerned. ]

( Wildcard )

[ Open to anything else you want to through my way! Up for doing something with Scenario Two, just didn't have any ideas to start off with, so feel free to plot or just shoot me something. Will match tenses/styles. ]

Edited 2017-11-20 19:19 (UTC)

[Shin is wandering around, wrestling with his own thoughts of problems back home. But, eh. He's survived years with it. This is nothing particularly new.

He does miss Hachi, though. And even Nobu, and Yasu, and Nana.

Man, how does he get home from a place like this, anyway?

But his reveries are interrupted as he passes by Stan. Somebody looks way worse off than he does. So he stops and walks up to him.]

Hey, are you okay?

[ The sound of someone talking to him startles him -- even though he'd seen him, it was almost like seeing someone through frosted glass until they speak and then suddenly it's all full color and clear.

He doesn't manage any sort of reassuring expression when he looks up at Shin. ]

Yeah. [ A pause. ]

No. I don't know what's wrong. [ Everything, maybe, is the answer there. ]

[Poor kid. Shin knows why it sucks to be here for him, but this kid's younger than him. He can take a handful of guesses somewhere why this kid might be having problems.]

Yea, figuring out what's wrong can be a pain.

But look, if you don't know, maybe we can cheer you up. I bet we can find some hot chocolate somewhere or something. Do you want to go get some and we can just sit if you want.

I can't promise it'll be okay, but I bet you'll get through it.

[ Stan isn't the type to wallow. He strives to let go of things that hold him down, just fix things that bother him. He supposes that's the problem when it's inside of him. It's harder to know how to fix than an askew painting or something out of order. ]

Hot chocolate would be nice.

[ He agrees after a moment of contemplation. ]

[It took Bev some time to psych herself up for going back to the arena. After nearly getting eaten by dinosaurs when last she was here, it's been really high on her list of places to avoid forever. But the thing is, this is where the new people show up. And if four of them, more than half their little group, have already been dragged into this weird nightmare cave, well, some part of her is certain that means the others will wind up here too. So she's got the length of pipe she managed to scavenge in her wandering about the city.

Not that it'll do her much good depending on what sort of monster she's up against but it's better than nothing.

Even if Beverly has trekked down here hoping to find a friend, she's still startled into disbelief when she actually does see a familiar face. Stunned enough that it takes her longer than it ought to to realize that yes it's Stan. And he's not alone, with the oncoming skeleton moving ever closer. And Stan is definitely not moving. Well. Okay. Deep breath. And she's in motion.]

Stan!

[Just his name in the moment that she's darting towards him and grabbing for his hand to pull.] Come on! We've got to run.

[ The sound of a very familiar voice yelling his name jolts him into the present more vividly. It hardly takes the pull for him to start moving. ]

Beverly? [ It's almost disbelieving, like it's harder to believe he's seeing Beverly here than that they're getting chased by skeletons. What is this place anyway? Maybe this is all a nightmare but he doesn't ask and he doesn't have time to pinch himself just now.

Her hand felt real enough and the fear was real as it had been paralyzing until she came along. ]

Tell me that you know where to run to? [ He's hoping that it's not far. ]

[ Considering Eddie normally hears his mother's voice in his head when telling him not to do shit, this whole thing may as well be a day ending in the letter y. It just so happens that today Sonia is much louder than normal, reminding her son that everything everywhere is dangerous. Sunlight? Skin cancer. Oxygen? Airborne bacteria. The ground he's currently walking on? Solid enough to break bones on a fall and, God Forbid, kill him.

It's enough that Eddie vaguely wonders if this place is messing with him again; Hadriel has been known to do that from time to time and even he understands that his mind isn't normally so shrill in pointing out the hazards of existing. He's so lost in this thought that it takes more than a second to register that the kid sitting in the distance not only looks like Stan but is Stan.]

Stan? [ Holy shit, it is him and Eddie is already making his way over, walking quickly as if to avoid his mother's voice that reminds him that running will trigger an attack and probably kill him.] Hey, when did you get here??

[ That voice is really familiar. At first, Stan thinks for some reason he's hearing Eddie's voice in his head too. His first reaction is to try and smooth his expression into something neutral because nothing is wrong.

He stares at Eddie with the said neutral face but then it does crack something of a bit of relief coming through. ]

Not long ago, I didn't know you were here...[ Is it a good thing or a bad thing that they're here? He's not really figured that out yet and now is not the time to contemplate the question as no matter the answer he'll probably turn it into a doomsday helpless feeling that doesn't quite do anything to improve his situation.

And he might have to acknowledge the fact that he might already be missing home a bit. ]

[ Eddie is mildly impressed; he's already heard about skeletons being the monster of the week by the door (word travels fast in caves apparently). Trees had been awful but skeletons are a whole new level and Stan standing here meant the other kid had gotten past them somehow. Eddie suspects that had he been the one to face skeletons they wouldn't be having this conversation right now.]

I've been here for two whole months, so has Richie. I don't even know how that works cause I know when people turn up here they usually say something like "I only saw you yesterday" which can't be right because if I was hallucinating being here I wouldn't have hallucinated it being stuck with Richie the whole time.

[ The smallest of shrugs is given before Eddie casts a critical eye over his friend.] You look like shit, are you okay?

[ Stan definitely didn't do it all on his own. If he'd been left to his own devices completely -- well... he'd frozen.

Those thoughts fade away, though, when Eddie talks more. He hadn't really thought about the time and the time that elapsed but how had they been here so long and he only a short time and yet he'd seen them right before? That didn't make sense. ]

Are you sure I'm not just insane right now?

[ Crazy people didn't usually wonder but that didn't provide him any comfort just now. ]

I don't know.

[ There's a shrug, closest he'll probably come to actually expressing the truth of the matter. ]

[ Holy shit, it's Stan. Stan! Stan, which means maybe others will be here, and it also means Richie was totally right about literally everything. Take that, weird-doubt-in-his-head-that-he-was-wrong. There's a tall curly haired teenager shaped like one Stan Uris proving that weird nagging voic wrong. Richie, who had come to the Coliseum on a whim, has never been more pleased. Sure, there's skeletons, but skeletons are easier to knock apart than giant trees. Richie also came prepared. ]

Stan! Stanny Boy!

[ He's got a plank of wood, nothing super serious, but he is actually able to whack one of the skeletons with it before scurrying off to the side. ]

Get your ass in gear and follow me!

[ There's very little in the world that would draw Stan out of shock faster than Richie's voice. Instantly his thoughts whir into gear, surprised and elated and then terrified again because there's animate skeletons and Stan is sure they're going to kill him. Except that he's also sure they can't be real. ]

What...

[ He has nothing to say because that was actually cool the other hitting the skeleton. ]

Okay.

[ He's going to follow him and hopefully not get grabbed up by a skeleton because he's not sure he really trusts Richie with that plank.

And there is definitely a joke to be made coming up. ]

[ And sure enough, once Richie's navigated his way out of the coliseum--expertly, even, which is a frightening thought--he waits until they're out of reach of everything, turns around to face Stan, and grins. ]

Good thing I found you, huh? You woulda been boned.

[ He punches Stan on the shoulder while he laughs at himself, less anger and more friendly, and after a moment decides it doesn't matter. He pulls Stan into a hug. ]

Holy fuck, I'm glad you're here.

[ Stan really isn't sure he wants to know how Richie was so good at navigating this place which just seemed confusing to him. None of this really made sense -- maybe Richie makes sense but he hasn't made enough annoying comment--

There it is. ]

That's a shit joke.

[ But the corner of Stan's lip tugs and there's near smile as he reaches up to rub the shoulder as if it had really hurt but it didn't. ]

Where is here...exactly...?

[ He hugs Richie easily, more easily than he would have had he not just scene those abhorrent skeletons. ]

Move, [ comes the not quite growl, but decidely forceful command. She'll grab his arm and start to lead him into a running start away from these spooky, scary skeletons.

Sans would be downright offended, she thinks, to see these shams skulking around. But Sans isn't here to complain (or pun about, same difference) these wannabes. Stan is, however, here and right in their path and probably confused. She hasn't had the patience for newcomers in recent months, but she figured she might at least look to see who was dragged in this cycle.

Stan's lucky she did. ]

You can keep running, yeah? These guys look like they're pretty easy to avoid so just keep moving with me, I'll get you out of here.

[ Stan didn't find his voice as she pulls him along and he starts running, though he had nearly tripped over his own feet in the process. ]

They're real?

[ It's somewhere between a question and a statement as if he still hasn't quite made up his mind about it all. But he keeps moving because this woman seems to least know more than he does even if it's not real, the fear is real enough.

And plus, sounds like she knows where to go and he doesn't have much of a clue. ]

As real as you or me, [ she's quick to answer, glad that he's running along with her. She does know more than he does. That's not a point of pride, just a fact of things. ]

Shit is super fucked here, [ she adds, some humor to hopefully lighten the mood. ] You get kind of used to it. Sorry you got thrown into the thick of things though.

[ Well, that's a great thought. He was already starting to get the feeling that things were fucked up here so it doesn't come with any amount of shock -- plus they're running away from fucking animated skeletons so of course it was fucked up. ]

Where...

[ Maybe he should be waiting until they can stop to ask his questions but that had slipped out before he thought better of it but he's already a bit winded. ]

[ 'Where' is a question that could be applied to so many things, honestly. She's going to guess it's a broad inquiry though and he just wants to know where in the hell he is. Fair enough. ]

You're in Hadriel. The welcome wagon is usually this bumpy of a ride, so at least know you're not alone.

[ Hadriel? Where the heck is that? He doesn't ask that yet, maybe when they get somewhere they can stop.

He's starting to feel out of breath but at least he's not the one of his friends that has asthma. ]

Uh huh.

[ Likely nowhere this kid has ever been. It also occurs to her for the first time that this is- A kid. Gosh, it feels like there's a lot of them showing up lately. First Hayden, now Stan. There's probably a lot more she hasn't noticed just because, well. Rosie and kids don't quite mesh together well these days.

They're out of the Colosseum before he knows it though. She's done this before, he might think. And he'd be right. ]

There we go, safe and sound. Well. Safer. This place ain't really safe, sorry to say.

[ It's a relief to him when they get out of the Colosseum, although, he doesn't know if that's much better and her following words don't really inspire him with any confidence in their current position, perhaps correctly. ]

Oh... [ His brow furrows and he looks around. There's nothing familiar to help him orientate himself. ]

Where is Hadriel?

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test drive meme # 26

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