test drive meme #28

[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. 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.]

Comments

[ctrlfu]

Ehhhh, not always. Sometimes I act like I'm a soldier. And sometimes I act like I am a very fancy gentleman with a mustache and more cookies than anyone else. I know lots of acts.

[ You asked. ]

[hardwearing]

[ Neither being a soldier nor growing facial hair are all they're cracked up to be, in Wash's opinion. But cookies, he can get behind. ]

Stick to the non-violent acts for now, okay? The fancy cookie guy sounds safe.

[ He says, in full combat armor, gun visible on one hip and knife on the other. ]

What's your name, anyway?

[ctrlfu]

Hm, I was thinking maybe Wilford? That sounds fancy. Wil....Wilford D. Pendergrass...son-sen. The third. Esquire.

[ Yes, that sounds right. ]

Um, do you have a marker? I can't do the mustache without one, yet.

[hardwearing]

I meant your real name.

[ But he'll call the kid Wilford if that keeps him happy and from crashing himself into stab-happy Hadrielites. ]

...not on me, sorry. Does he really need the mustache?

[ctrlfu]

Does he need the mustache? Does he need the-- oh my gosh.

[ He throws up his hands, shaking his head for a moment. For shame, Wash. For shame.

Oh, but he hasn't introduced himself, has he? ]

Oh! Um. I don't think I should give it to strangers? So maybe you should give me yours first. That way we won't be strangers.

[hardwearing]

Maybe he shaved.

[ Wash doesn't think he has a marker upstairs, either, but maybe Kyna left some eyeliner behind or something? Wash glances back up at the building as he answers. ]

You won't give a stranger your name but you'll run and smash right into them?

[ Whatever, kid. It can't hurt, right? ]

I'm Washington.

[ctrlfu]

You are?

[ His eyes get a little wider for a moment. There's almost a moment of clarity, like something clicks in the back of his mind.

Then. ]

You are much more person-shaped than I thought you would be. I mean I've never met a state before but I kind of thought you would be bigger. Not in a bad way.

[hardwearing]

Uh.

[ Is he... serious? How would that even work? Obviously the kid doesn't know what a state actually is, but it's kind of strange that he recognizes 'Washington' as a state name. People from worlds where America even exists have been few and far between here. ]

No, I'm a person. I'm named after the state.

[ctrlfu]

I thought you were named Washington.

[ Slow, confused blinking. ]

[hardwearing]

I am.

Why are you confused?

[ctrlfu]

Are you Washington are are you After the State?

[hardwearing]

[ Oh for fuck's sake. Wash presses a hand to his forehead -- give him strength. ]

Washington. Being named after something just means that's where the person who named you heard it from first. [ Let's try and move things along. ] What about you?

[ctrlfu]

I'm not named after a state. I don't think I'm named after anybody.

[hardwearing]

[ This roundabout is starting to feel very familiar. ]

Okay. What is your name?

[ctrlfu]

Oh right! We aren't strangers now.

[ And he perks up slightly, rocking back and forth on his sneakered heels. ]

My name is Michael J. Caboose. But only when I'm in trouble.

[hardwearing]

Caboose?!

[ Aaaaand there is it. Wash gapes at the child. It shouldn't be possible, but this is Hadriel and he was certainly starting to get a Caboose vibe from the conversation already. So he doesn't doubt it, it's just... a surprise. When did Caboose even get here? In any case, this means he definitely can't just leave the kid to his own devices. Who knows what the hell he could get into.

At least this version of Caboose doesn't have an assault rifle? ]

Okay, uh... you wanted to draw on a mustache, right?

[ctrlfu]

[ That you know of. ]

Well I wanna grow one. But yeah, yeah that'd be nice too.

[ He'll take what he can get. This child is not hard to please, Wash. Consider yourself lucky. ]