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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] 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.]
lovernotafighter: (Finale and not in the good way)

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[personal profile] lovernotafighter 2018-02-19 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tucker didn't know what he was hoping for. Something Red, probably; they had a habit of tailing after the Blues and their dramatic bullshit problems anyway. Grif would have been nice; drinks and mutual bitching as long as they had separate rooms because fuuuuck that mess.

So Tucker came to the same place he had arrived at, armed with his sword as he looked for nurses. Nope. None of that shit, so it must be a different monster each time. Okay. Cool. He could live without their bandaged face and nice asses again. Zombies, though? Meh. He's dealt with worse, and as long as there wasn't a zombie Felix, he was coo--

No. Wait. There was another fucking zombie Tucker didn't want to deal with it. Hulking white armor. Fishbowl amber visor. Not a dripping wet or frozen or whatever happened to him. Whole. Writing in the dirt.

What was worse: the memory of that armor around Tucker as the emptiness swarmed him after Epsilon deleted himself, or the fact that this fuckstick was wearing it and seemed alive and well?

Nope. Nope. Nope. He wanted to nope right out of there, but his hand tightened on the sword.]


No. No fucking way. [Sure, let's be vague, shall we?]