dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #30

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 March 25th, and apps are open April 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: CHOMP CHOMP
[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.

Or sticking out of that pipe, even. Yes, that's right, the Door seems to have brought in an infestation of piranha plants, which may be familiar to you, since they've been in nearly every Mario game.

Piranha plants are large orb-shaped plants with big ol' teeth, all the better for biting you with. They can't walk around, but their stalks can stretch pretty far, so they'll be perfectly happy to stretch out and bite the heck out of you if you get too close - and some of them are good at hiding. You might not see them until it's too late. Luckily, while the biting is pretty bad, it's just about all they can do. You'll be fine, as long as you keep your distance.]

SCENARIO TWO: THEY'RE COMING TO GET YOU
[You've got a scratchy throat, a little cough, a general feeling of awfulness. It sucks being sick, doesn't it? Maybe you can find someone to get you some juice, or hold your hand, or just be sympathetic to how crappy you feel. After all, no one likes being sick. But how can you know that person is actually trying to help you? They have an untrustworthy look in their eye, and you're pretty sure you just heard them mutter something about leaving your body in a ditch.

Or maybe you're the one trying to take care of a sick friend. You have only the best intentions, but they don't seem interested in cooperating at all. In fact, it seems like they think you're trying to hurt them! What the hell? And here you were trying to be a good person for once. Oh shit - did you just sneeze? This isn't going to end well.

This is a mini version of our Flu Season event this month.]

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: FONDLY YOURS
[When you stepped out of the house this morning, you found a small bouquet of flowers on the doorstep, just waiting for you. They're just the sort you like - your favorite kind, in fact - so they must be meant for you. But who could they be from?

Of course, there must be someone you wish they were from. A lover, a long-term flirtation, your best friend thinking of you. Or maybe you're hoping for something else: an apology from someone who hurt you, or an olive branch from and enemy. Whoever you're hoping they're from, well - the only way to know is ask, right?

Unless you'd rather leave a secret bouquet for them, instead.]

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[1. chomp chomp]

[ One day Jack would like for something to go right for him. Ever since his goddamn plane went down in the middle of the Atlantic things have gone more than a little off the rails. So when he steps out of Fort Frolic and into another world entirely he feels it's entirely reasonable to immediately reach for his shotgun. Maybe it's unreasonable, maybe he's somewhere that won't try to kill him five minutes after he steps outside.

Two minutes later when he sends a pirahna plant flying 20 feet away with a telekinesis plasmid he's feeling really justified in his decision making process. He rolls up his sleeves and lets incinerate course through his veins and call fire into his free hand. ]

I can't catch a break...

[2. fondly yours]

[ The bouquet isn't fancy in the slightest. It's a somewhat ragged collection of daisies that looks like the sort of thing that a little kid might pick out. They aren't the sort of thing you'd get florist, instead reminding him of the flowers that grew wild around the farm back in Kansas. However irrational it is, Jack checks around for any little girls peering around from corners. He half expects to see a little sister to be behind this even though it's impossible.

They're probably not even meant for him, leading him to look around in askance at whoever happens to be nearby. ]

Were you expecting anything like this? I think someone left these at the wrong place.

[c. wildcard ]

[ Feel free to come up with something else if these aren't working for you. Feel free to PM me for plot stuff ]

[Jack raises a dusty grey brow at the modest bouquet before chuckling heartily]

Son. I think its a bit early in the relationship for us to be exchanging flowers

[His voice is husky with a hint of a southern drawl and made huskier by his laughing]

Especially considering we've only just met

You're a real comedian, you know that?

[ Jack huffs, not really put off by by the laughter. The novelty of talking to someone who isn't a mutated crazy person still hasn't worn off. That still doesn't answer where the flowers came from and it's a question he keeps turning over in his head because it's not like he's got anyone who thinks about him that way. ]

You sure you don't got some secret admirer out there?

Test Drive Meme #30

jack wynand | bioshock

Jack party over at #2 pls.

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