Test Drive Meme #29

[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 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.]

Comments

[proselytise]

[ He's definitely seen some shit, but it's all been well outside of his comfort zone-- much like this is. (It also helped that they weren't trying to kill him.) Though "defenseless" is...definitely accurate.

He turns away from the doubly-dead Risen, and hesitates. ]

No, probably not... though I'm not exactly sure where I should be going.

[ A bit nervous; he's been more or less taking care of everything himself since the age of ten, but this is completely unfamiliar. Out of his element, he already feels like he's floundering. ]

[decryptify]

Guess you aren't one of the locals, are ya?

[ Though York could've guessed that already. Having other people around in a similar situation is good, other people that've apparently just been throw through this door or whatever the hell they call it, he still hasn't exactly had the time to read everything on that weird little piece of ancient clunky tech they'd dropped into his hand. More reasons to stick together for a while, but York is already inclined to help keep an eye on this kid for now.

He shrugs slightly. ]

I don't really know where I should be going either, so let's just say -- uh, thattaway. [ Just literally starting to move in a seemingly random direction. It isn't really, he's looked around the place enough to have a decent idea of where is going to be out of this weird arena place, but still. They're both pretty new here. He waves Charles over, friendly enough. ] Got a name, kid?

[proselytise]

[ With an obviously forced laugh: ]

Not that I know of.

[ Since he hasn't exactly had the time to do much reading either.

As unfamiliar, unusual, as someone like York is, following him seems like the best option for now; he's already died a slow death once, a long time ago, and staying back here seems like it'd just lead to another. (And if this is some kind of trap, being shot would probably be quick.)

(He hates that he's even considering this, especially when the guy's been nothing but kind to him so far.) ]

Oh. Sorry. It's Charles.

[ Probably doesn't need to add a last name there. ]

And you...?

[decryptify]

[ York doesn't quite know how to read this kid, he mostly seems kind of uneasy and nervous, which is entirely reasonable given everything that's happening. If he had any real inkling about Charles' considering that York might be looking to trap him, well, he'd mostly think that the distrust is smart. He might chide him for the going along with it. He has no such intention, though, he has no reason to think of Charles as a threat, and it's clear that he could do with a little help just to make sure he doesn't run afoul of any of these. Zombie. Things. York will be happy to provide it. ]

Charles. [ He echoes, friendly. Giving him a brief nod. No last name provided, no last name needed. He'll take it. ] The name's York.

[ Kinda. It'll do. He looks briefly around the arena -- there aren't any of those things in their immediate area, at least, but as they move they might run into more. York's ready for them, he hopes that Charles will be, too. Much as he can be. ]

I guess you just turned up here, too?

[ Tell him something useful, he could use it. He's seen a few other people around, instinctively he's trying to get a sense of how many of them there are. Of what this Door does, if it really is what they say it is in that little phone-thing. ]

[proselytise]

[ Well, for now, it's just nice to have someone real and alive around, it's been way too long. Not that this is the ideal environment for conversation, anyway. ]

It's nice to meet you.

[ And then he immediately feels like that was probably a stupid thing to say in this situation. At least York is moving the conversation along. ]

That's...one way to put it. Whoever could do something like that must be impressive, to say the least.

[ He won't get too deep in thought about it right now, being in danger, but...clearly, they're more powerful than the gods he'd been taken away from. ]