dankmemes | test drive meme #28

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. 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: GOT ANY BREATH MINTS?
[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.

It looks like this time the Door is going for a little variety. You get to enjoy a couple kinds of chaos serpents, from the video game Hexen.

Chaos serpents are bipedal reptilian creatures with three horns, in two different colors. They can bite, as with most monsters, but the real threat is their breath weapons. The green ones spit powerful fireballs, while the brown ones spit clouds of poisonous gas. If you're lucky, they'll fight each other instead of you - but who ever gets lucky here?]

L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: ONE MINUTE IN HEAVEN
[Remember that first rush of infatuation, when your heart beats fast and your cheeks get red and you feel like you could do anything - anything - to get your crush's attention? Maybe you don't. Maybe you're too level-headed for that. Well, not anymore.

Now, whenever you meet a new person, you feel one solid minute of the most intense crush you've ever had. Their hair! Those eyes! Those incredibly attractive arm muscles! That tinkling laugh! Maybe you're the type to get nervous, maybe you'll swallow seven packets of hot sauce to show how cool you are, maybe you'll just lay down your very best pickup lines. Maybe more than one of the above - there are so many ways to embarrass yourself in 60 seconds!

But then time's up, and your insta-crush is gone, and now you get to deal with the consequences. What did you say? What did you do? That laugh you thought was beautiful and tinkling turns out to be obnoxious and honking. Also, you're pretty sure you just hit on your neighbor. But hey... maybe they actually are pretty hot, and you just made the first move. It's possible!]

C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO THREE: THE PITTER PATTER OF LITTLE FEET
[There you were, minding your own business, when you suddenly fell into a deep sleep. Not that you remember that - now all you remember is being a child, as your consciousness has taken the form of your younger self. Here's your opportunity to run around and get into all the trouble you could hope for!

Or maybe you didn't become a child - maybe someone else did. Did some random kid just run up to you, confused and a little scared, or possibly just obnoxious? It'd be nice of you to help them out. Unless you hate kids, and hey, who can blame you? They're loud and somehow their little hands always seem to be sticky. Still. Make sure they don't run straight into the monsters outside the city, all right?

This is a mini version of our Hope of a Child event this month.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

A: Serpents [ Zelda's not unused to fighting large fire-breathing reptiles, just not of this sort. Still, the principle is the same: dodge the fire, distract them, break their guard, and unleash an attack. Should anyone be watching, the rapier she holds may seem far too thin to pierce their thick skin or horns, but it does just that as she dances through the battle until finally cutting down the last one. Not a drop of grime falls on her person, but her sword is caked in filth after. The blade whistles through the air as she brandishes it to the side, whipping the dirt, blood, and grime from its edge onto the ground, but does not sheath it just yet. Not that she actually has a scabbard on her person, mind you, but for now the sword remains drawn.

The woman looks down towards the last serpent she's slain, turning its head over with her boot. Her expression remains controlled and undisturbed as the monster's long tongue lolls out from its mouth and onto the ground. ] What are these things?

[ To her, better question is: can she salvage any part of them for her own use? Their skin looks tough and malleable, but more importantly... if they can spit fire, they must have some sort of highly combustible substance within them, perhaps some type of oil. That would be extremely useful to have on hand. Welp, better get to work. ]

B: Bitty Zelda [ The girl's hair is a tussled mess of gold after having spent an entire day skipping happily along an otherwise dreary setting. Still oblivious to what perils the world holds-- or, perhaps, not so much oblivious as simply ignoring it-- the girl has now found a place to perch and bring out a golden harp, at which point she begins to strum a few notes.

The song begins pleasantly enough, but then one note is struck oddly and she stops the melody altogether. ] --Ah. [ She whines, looking down at the harp. Her lips form into a pout, and stubbornly she pats the body of the instrument as if it would goad it to sound correctly. ] That's not it...

C: It's ~Wuv~ [ She's never been in love, really, for she's had a love for everyone in the sense that she adores the world and wishes to protect it. But love of the romantic sort? It's quite beyond her in that she doesn't even know how to recognize it herself. So when you, lucky you, happen catch her eye, she's struck with a strange sense you're suddenly the only person in the entire multiverse that matters to her, someone who she should cherish, someone who she should protect--

--Someone is about to step into a puddle. OH NO THE HORROR. No way can she let her newfound crush sully themselves!! ] Please. [ She will interject, a gentle hand tapping on your shoulder before stepping forward. ] Allow me.

[ Are you ready for some traditional chivalrous bullshit? Because that's what going to happen. She pulls out a white scarf, woven of fine but sturdy material, the kind one would use to temper fierce winds.... and lays it over the puddle. Zelda then gestures with her hand. There, your path is now without any puddles that may soak your boots. ]

[Fingon bites back a laugh and turns, the sharp hearing of the Eldar leading the way to the little girl. Few are the harpists in Hadriel, and he is among their number- so the sound of a new instrument, and an unfamiliar voice, is quickly noticeable. As is the singer's youthful voice, and while there are few dangers to the city at the moment, the thought of a young girl off on her own concerns him.

He appears eventually, a tall dark-haired figure with too-bright eyes and ears pointed but shorter than hers. Fingon gives her a warm smile in reassurance.]

Might I offer some help, young miss?

[ At his words, the pads of her fingers pause upon the strings of the harp, stilling any sustained vibrations; and if he should have the eye for it, the breeze that's stirring the bare branches of the trees just above her head fades away. The girl glances up where she sits, looking him over once with keen eyes, a moment taken to assess if he is of any immediate threat. Seeing that he's doing exactly the opposite-- that is, offering help-- her countenance softens a bit, although the pout remains. ]

I cannot remember how to play next notes to the song. [ She explains, looking at the instrument. ] They elude me like a clever barn mouse to a tomcat. [ Zelda sighs, setting the instrument down on her lap. ] There is a technique, but... perhaps my fingers are simply not long enough? [ Weh, being a kid has all sorts of short comings. When will she be a grown-up??? ]

[Fingon's eyes do linger on the tree branches a moment longer than one might think. His world is built of Song and and the music of creation lingers in Arda still; that one might manipulate creation through music itself is no surprise to him.]

Perhaps they are not. It can take some time to grow into one's instrument. But we may still be able to figure out what your trouble is. I have some skill with the harp myself, and should I fail to be of service there are a few other harpists in the city we can turn to.

[He smiles at the little blonde girl, clever and all impatient to be grown, and thinks of the niece he has not seen for centuries. The thought brings some pain, as it often does, but it strengthens his determination to help the young newcomer.]

Would that plan suit you, young lady?

( there was no need to interject, zelda seemed to have things covered. while she had never quite seen the princess in action like this, she had to admit, even she was a little impressed. still some distance away, she hovered in the air, crossing one leg over the other as though she was lounging, as she finally made herself known. )

A little more interesting than your run of the mill goblin-type, aren't they? ( why is she grinning, after that? ) Though if I were you I wouldn't stick around here much longer for the cavalry to arrive.

[ Zelda turns, surprise and recognition crossing her features all at once before at last a smile forms. She acknowledges the Twili by inclining her head, stepping past the carcass to greet an ally. It's nice to see someone she recognizes here. ]

In the sense that they offer quite the welcoming party. [ She replies, her tone carrying a hint of dryness. ] But yes, we should leave before reinforcements arrive fashionably late. [ She looks back to the serpents, casting them a look of pity. Not for them, but for-- ] A shame. Such creatures might have something worthwhile to scavenge.

[ Everyone knows that when you defeat enemies, it's important to get that Materials Acquired notification!! ]

test drive meme #28

Zelda | Hyrule Warriors

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!!! omg!!! best princess has arrived!!