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dankmemes2018-02-18 10:46 am
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Test Drive Meme #29
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 February 21st, and apps are open March 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: FRACTURED FUTURE?
[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 Door has decided to bring in some monsters who already have a taste of what it's like to win their war. Welcome to the Risen, from the Fire Emblem franchise!
Risen are reanimated corpses, dedicated to obeying their master's will. While they have some form of sentience, they cannot be dissuaded from their goal and attack all who oppose them with a singleminded desire to execute their purpose, which unfortunately for you is "killing indiscriminately". Still, they're not all bad and some of them may even be relieved to finally be put to death. Have fun!]
T R A N Q U I L I T Y
SCENARIO TWO: ONLY THE GOOD STUFF
[Tranquility has decided to take over Hope's food supply regimen and- well, if anyone thought he was a self righteous hipster before, this is probably what's going to seal the deal. All the food provided in the shops is now extremely vegan-only, from basic lettuce to the most bland fruit you can stand to look at.
None of it even tastes like anything, either- it's all like you're eating water. Maybe to Tranquility, this is a feast, but for you, it's difficult to register that you're even full. Better start prepping those salt mines- it's gonna be a long month.]
R A G E
SCENARIO THREE: YANDERE LIFE
[Unfortunately for you, you came at a time when Rage was very unhappy with everyone- and now you get to suffer for it. Is there anyone who catches your eye? Anyone who you might want to get to know a little better? Well, you're about to get to know them a lot better, because now you're obsessed with them.
It's not the innocent kind of obsession, either- this is a full speed ahead, breakdown, pull out the knives and rope kind of obsession, where your desire to be near someone is synonymous with stalking, being a creep, and overall just not really anything remotely approaching healthy.
Better look out and hope that nobody gets a crush on you either.
This is a mini version of our Kiss me Kill me event this month.]

1. ish
re, isn't as fluid as it should be. Past, present, and future are just words. That's something that sticks with her.
She's learned about these days and the Door, about how her own arrival is just one of many. She's had time to recover, as much as she can anyway, for the time being. Still in her armour, she's in better shape this time, and doing what she can to help anyone that needs it. It's a small step on a very long path that she needs to take.
No nurses this time, which is neither here nor there in the grand scheme of things, as there are still creatures. She's incapacitated those that needed it, helped people find the way out when they need it, until she sees it. That armour.
The Meta.
Or Maine.
A myriad of emotions there either way, of the past, and all that has happened. She'd let them down. Let them all down. Her gun is at her side, alert but not hostile, watching. Not that she's planning on taking any sort of action against him, but until she knows, there is going to remain a wariness to her.]
Just got here.
[Half statement. Half question. The armour might be different, but the voice is the same. Older. More tired. But it's Carolina.]
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carolina is an anchor, a familiar voice in the chaos, and maine turns toward her like he isn't surprised to see her here because he isn't, not really, because where else would she be if not reluctantly stuck in some hellish dimension with him. the armor is different – cleaner, upgraded, maybe half a shade brighter – but carolina is carolina so maine holsters his pistol immediately.
he pulls up a bioscan on his hud and scans her over for injuries and abnormalities. everything looks green on his end, except that she's stopped about six yards away from him and not moving. the distance is intentional, and it rubs raw against maine's nerves.
he nods once at her question, then steps closer, uncertain. you good? ]
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Yet there's enough of an answer in his actions that her shoulders drop, and while the guard doesn't go down completely, it is rare that it ever does these days. Even retirement, if one could call it that hadn't seen her exactly kicking her feet up and laying back, no matter how hard she might have tried to accomplish that.
It's easy enough to let those old feelings rise, swell like a tidal wave that's going to drown her. He'd taken a hit meant for her, and she'd declined Sigma for him. A beginning of an end, there. And she doesn't deserve it, to see him again, at least like this. Entering the Temple, watching them all die again, it had broken her and cemented that foundation that she wasn't going to let anyone else die again.]
Just- surprised. It's... been a while. Which is going to take some explaining, but here's not the best place.