dankmemes | 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.]

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F E A R

[These monsters are nothing like what Edgar has seen before in his life -- which, in fact, is quite impressive in his mind. He had even tried to take contact to them after waking up in this strange place. The monsters sure had pinged his interest as they appeared not to be quite living nor dead.

Unfortunately, all his communication attempts had turned out to be in vain as none of them responded to him. Or rather, they responded with aggression which left him with no other options than meet fire with fire. And then, just like that the arena turned more more grim and grotesque than before as all the monsters dropped The blood was spilled along the guts while some others collapsed without any signs of injuries on them.

Wearing a rather nonchalant expression on his face he wiped the blood off his hands on his dark clothing, trying not to let the harsh yet strangely sweet smell of iron bother him. Well, well, he thought to himself, time to check out his whereabouts properly. -- However, before he could get into the task another slow -- seemingly pained groan reached his ears.]

Who goes there?

R A G E

[Whether you were somewhere in the city, in the garden or perhaps even inside of your own private quarters there's a pair of icy blue eyes staring at you from the shadows. The discreet yet observant eyes follow your every move and action no matter what you do or where you go. You might even notice the small lingering shadow stalking near you around the shady and forgotten corners but even then the shape disappears before you manage to give it a second thought.

Only when you're completely alone and the least expecting it a silent hand reaches out from behind you, curving around your waist to the front. If or when you react and turn around you'll be met with a young looking boy, lips rosy and pink along with his cheek, curly hair dark and brown and eyes bright blue -- carefully looking nothing but at you. ]

Here. [He says with a surprisingly gentle voice, no matter whether you reacted with a amusement, fear or anger, and he raises his hand up to offer you a red flower.] For you.

[ Sharon is in the midst of updating her first mural within the city, that of a man clutching his face, clearly terrified, when a hand wraps around her waist, twisting her away from the dark imagery to face a rosy-cheeked young teen. She raises her hand in defense, ready to fight at a moment's notice, the paintbrush in her dominant hand clutched more like a weapon than an instrument of the arts. She doesn't appear to relax when he offers the flower, no matter how pretty it might be.

She's suspicious. Always so suspicious. And, in this city, after so long, what right doesn't she have to be? ]

What the... Look, why don't you go bother someone your own age, I'm kind of busy. [ Too busy for teenagers that may or may not be affected by one of the local gods. She's not interested in flowers and she's definitely not interested in someone who looks a little young for her tastes (it doesn't help that her physical age doesn't match her chronological age) ]

[That makes him lips curl up in vulpine smile.] You look young.

[He brings the flower back to himself and takes a sniff from it. She is young enough, he thinks to himself but doesn't push it just yet. Instead he moves closer and takes a better look at the painting ]

What is this?

You ever hear the phrase 'appearances can be deceiving'? [ Though, that smile leans itself well to that phrase, forcing her to question his age and appearance. It's always possible he's some child-god or a ghost or, really, just about anything. But it's also just as possible he's a dumb kid.

His question pulls her attention from such thoughts and she looks back to it, her mural showing hints of age where she hadn't yet touched it up, colors not quite as vibrant or deep. ]

I made it memorialize the first time one of the gods manipulated us. [ Her voice edges on sour, if not hinting at something more emotional. It did not conjure up pleasant memories. ] I painted one for every single thing they'd done, like some fucked up version of a history of this place.

Fear's manipulations are often the worst.

[Could say same to you, he wants to say but only shakes his head.] Maybe. Should I be worried?

[He says that with more playful tone than before and he even goes as far as winking his eye to her. But then he focuses back on the mural, studying it with more keen eye. He's not sure what is happening in the painting but he can tell it's not pleasant.]

That's good, you're doing important job. Documenting history like this is important.

Test Drive Meme #29

Edgar Portsnell | The Poe Clan

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