dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #27

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 December 25th, and apps are open January 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: DON'T FEED THE WILDLIFE
[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 very large and very scary, with the crocodiles from Lake Placid, a 1999 movie that was about... well, giant crocodiles.

These critters are massive, measuring over 20 feet in length and full of raw power. They're capable of taking down bears, eating full cows, and decapitating unsuspecting victims. Despite their size, they are quite fast and could definitely take someone by surprise with their quick movement. Look out for those formerly-still ponds, they back a serious bite...]

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SCENARIO TWO: SHINING, SHIMMERING, SPLASHING
[Everyone's gotta drink sometimes and when you're in a new environment, that dehydration is kicking in double. Unfortunately, the water in Hadriel right now is... tainted. Nothing about it tastes particularly off, but one drink of it and you'll find yourself with strange and unusual powers. These abilities aren't necessarily gamechangers, and they aren't the full power, but they're definitely there at your fingertips.

Give your friends nightmares, give your enemies a super strong punch to the jaw- the sky is the limit, but be careful for when it wears off and those you've affected seek their revenge with their own water-powered abilities. Maybe you should find the memory erasing pond...

This is a mini event, based off of our shining, shimmering, splashing event going on this month!]

S O R R O W

SCENARIO THREE: HAIR OF THE DOG
[Were you partying last night, or are the gods just exceptionally cruel? Either way, you have what seems to be a killer hangover. Stomachaches, headaches, and general feeling like the undead- it's all happening and you're feeling the worst of it.

You're welcome to try and attempt your own hangover cures, but little seems to alleviate this. It just takes time, and maybe a friend or two to rub your back and make some food for you- that is, if you can keep it down. Or maybe your friends are in the same boat as you are and you need to commiserate. Either way, you're in for a hell of a day.

Maybe just take it easy for awhile.]

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[She sees that face and hears that voice and forgets herself completely. She barely registers what Lydia has said before she's shouting.]

Oh...abso-fucking-lutely not!

[Being angry is much better than being afraid, she's learned. It's more useful when you need it to be, anyway, and it's gotten her through quite a lot in the past. So she's angry. She's made the conscious decision to be pissed off and not afraid. Not at all.

Ok so the hand that raises the Bulwark Staff up to Lydia's face might shake a little bit, but that's nothing. Screw the crocodiles she's turned her back on. Screw all the questions she has about how she got here. This overdone son-of-a-lich could be responsible for this for all she knows. Lucretia would put nothing past her; last time they met she'd nearly killed Lucretia.

And--remembering this is like a punch in the gut--she killed Magnus.]

You just stay exactly where you are and I won't have to unmake you. Does that sound reasonable?

[Of course she'd be pissed, why did Lydia expect anyone to be more interested in getting away from the immediate threat versus herself who is more likely to just toy with them. Honestly, this is getting ridiculous and she's merely rolling her eyes at that staff in her face before raising a hand to her side before watching a crocodile that had been moving closer immediately back off after finding itself blind and deaf, that's cool.

Once that's done she's lowering her hand again, raising a brow at the woman in front of her. Honestly.]

What? You think I made this or something? Darling, you know as well as I, that if I made something like this it'd be a lot more entertaining and a lot more colorful than just some kind of... pit. And also without an obvious open way out of here that isn't a door. Please. [That's not even a plea from her, more than she's annoyed she even remotely thought she'd make something as disgusting and barbaric as well of this.]

Unfortunately I'm stuck here just as much as you and the rest of those obnoxious chucklefucks are, so maybe don't for two seconds.

[She's a bit embarrassed to say that it takes her several seconds to take all that in, over the sound of blood rushing in her ears and her mixture of rage and heart-stopping dread she'd felt upon seeing Lydia's face. It's just the idea of being in any kind of enclosed space, especially when she isn't 100% sure how she got here, and turning around to find the person who was there--who was responsible--the very last time that had happened to her.

So yeah, it takes her a second of heavy breathing, her eyes never leaving Lydia's face, before she slowly begins to lower the staff, blinking slowly.]

You're stuck here? We--we're both stuck here?

[Boy-o is that a lot of realizations to have at once. She's somewhere new, she's trapped here, she's trapped here with fucking Lydia and, wait, was there something about other chucklefucks in there too?

Massive inward sigh. Just huge.]

Much as this physically hurts me to say, I'm gonna need you to tell me what the fuck is going on. Who else is here?

[See, this is the kind of thing she prefers to happen. For people to talk instead of just trying to murder her right off the bat. This thing isn't her type of manner and they should all know this by now, good grief.

She's shrugging a bit, motioning for her to head for the exit with her at the very least.] I'd rather speak without the threat of sharp teeth in my leg, if it's all the same to you. [For once she's making some logical sense, though she's humming softly to herself at those next words.]

As far as I learned, we're stuck here, at the whims of a group that might as well be like liches, but they evidently aren't the same as myself. [The question about others being here causes her to pause, nails digging into her palms but quickly relaxing. No, can't let that get under her skin.]

Oh, you know, that prissy asshole elf wizard with the umbrella, evidently his sister who I was getting along with so well until he butted in, and the other two imbeciles with him. Along with some rather cute child that I don't understand how they got.

[She follows Lydia toward the exit, keeping her eye on the giant monsters looking to eat her, but also careful to stay behind Lydia and watch her out of the corner of her eye. You will never catch Lucretia turning her back on this lich for even a second. Hell. To the. Nah.

She's also listing off people in her head as she hears their descriptions. Some which make sense--Taako, Merle, even Angus. Some which do not--Lup (Lup, fucking Lup is here? LUP?) and Magnus. Oh, Magnus.

Lucretia stops just at the exit to this place. It's too much to hope right now that Lydia is telling the truth, that her friends are here, including the ones she thought were lost. It's far, far to much to hope that she isn't just lying right to her goddamn face like this is some kind of game. Everything was always a game where Lydia was concerned.

Well. Two can play at that.]

Ah, well that's certainly interesting. I have only the vaguest idea of how I got here, so I'm not even going to try to understand how they did. Or how you did....Couldn't help but notice you didn't mention your--friend, from Wonderland. Isn't he here? Oh, what was his name?

[She knows his damn name. Both their names might as well be imprinted on the backs of her eyelids for what they did to her, and to her traveling companion. And to so, so many others she's never met.

So yeah, she remembers Edward, but she admittedly doesn't know much about what they were or why they ran Wonderland together. She just hopes the remark stings enough to get Lydia to speak with her on the level.]

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