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

[crippled]

Huh. All that makes it sound like an interesting place on its own merit, and certainly stranger than the rest of England. But it's all very philosophical, very vague.

Only, he does enjoy his myths. He wants to be a myth, someday. Like his famous father.

"Bad weather? Are there very many storms?" How well is it defended, he wants to know. How many ships do they have? Are there walls around it, how tall? How rich? Are the people there fighters, or fishermen? But Edgar's follow up question has him thinking about ways to be more sly in his questioning. Even if he doesn't react to the presence of a Northman in the way that Ivar has come to expect from Christians, surely all but a deaf man would be able to hear the whys of his asking. "Maybe I'm simply a curious man, Edgar." He gives Edgar the extremely well-practiced innocent face of a youngest brother who spent a lifetime delighting in giving his older siblings hell and getting away with it. "And I do enjoy traveling." A filthy lie. There is nothing good about traveling as a cripple.

[abbatis]

He's not sure what to think of the change in Ivar's expression. As convincing as it looks he still doesn't buy it right away without any doubts. But then again, whether he's being sincere or not matters very little to him.

"There is a blinding fog," or rather there was a fog. At the turn of century it had started to cease from existing. "But whatever I can tell is very little use to you. If any of us ever get lucky enough to get away from here you should go see it for yourself. Although if I were you I'd set course somewhere else. Especially if you are trying to avoid Christians."

[crippled]

Fog... certainly a clever deterrent. A fog can be either a gift or a curse, Ivar knows: the element of surprise is a bladed weapon sharpened at both ends, nobody is safe from it.

And besides, experience has made Ivar... not a great big fan of sailing through unfavorable conditions. Like blinding fog.

He is distracted for a moment from considering any of that, though, and gestures around them. "You think we will be here forever?" It's not his fate to be here, he stubbornly believes. He'll meet his death in a very different place, and even gods can't stand in the way of destiny. "What have you heard?"

[abbatis]

"Undoubtedly nothing that you wouldn't have either." It's a shame but Edgar hasn't been able to hear anything about the place aside from the Gods no matter how much he had tried to listen and look. He doesn't know anything about exit and trusts that this man doesn't either. He must be new like him -- why else would he be surprised after seeing the state of food supply.

"You ask awfully lot of questions, boneless. But hardly say anything about yourself." He's been to north several times and learned their language. In his memory the people up in Sweden and Norway were Christians, even if protestants and not even the paupers had dressed the quite same way as he. The question is: has he abandoned god as well or worship something different. "You hate Christians and love meat. Is there anything more to you than that?"