Test Drive Meme #6

[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 23rd, and apps are open March 1st.

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: BLOBBED
[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.

Watch out as you explore the streets of Hadriel, because you're not alone, and there's always something on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in several Blobs, from the similarly titled 1988 movie, The Blob for you meet.

These gelatinous creatures have no weak spots or brains that can be sliced or crushed to kill them. Instead, their only goal is to absorb and dissolve its prey so that it can grow larger. Think that its, er, blob-like form makes it easy to avoid? Think again- it moves faster than one might expect, as shown in its canon 'kill' video here (with a healthy cw warning for gore and 80's movie effects).]

R A G E
SCENARIO TWO: WENDIGONE
[Hey, that snack you found? It might taste a little too familiar. At least you don't have time to worry about accidental cannibalism too much though, because you've now become host to a vengeful wendigo spirit! The transformation will be sped up for the purposes of this test drive, though you can post at whichever point in the change you desire. Want to tear people to shreds? Go for it. Want to try to clutch onto the last few pieces of your humanity? Be our guest!

On the flipside, as someone who is unaffected, you may be trying to arm yourself and take these wendigos head-on... or, you may be trying to figure out a way you can save them, which would involve somehow trapping them on Hope's altar. Think you can handle that?

This is a mini version of our Who What Where Wendigo event this month!]


H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: CARNATION DAY
[You know those moments in high school that everyone used to dread? Where everyone would spend a week or so with the opportunity to buy a carnation or two for someone they like, only for carnation day to come along and dash any hopes and dreams you had of getting a flower from that special someone?

Well, here's your chance to relive that day- but, you know, hopefully make it end a little happier.

In this prompt, some characters will emerge through the Door- or wake up, or just suddenly appear- with carnations clutched in their hands. These flowers can be any color of your choosing, and all have tags on them. They can be addressed to you or to someone else, and in that FROM category? Well, from your secret admirer, of course- or any other character who may or may not have sent it! Here's to hoping they're a good one!]

Comments

[mismanagement]

Get inside.

[Maketh lingers by the entrance, ready to pull some of the larger chunks of rubble down after the girl clears the door. Maybe this particular monster isn't very fast, but she's not ready to count on its failure to understand doorknobs just yet.

The stairs ought to slow it down a little, nonetheless.

Maketh grabs the girl by the arm and hauls her forward when she fails to move fast enough. Normally she'd be kinder or at least polite, regardless of the situation, but not today. She's in a mood, and not prepared to deal with anything less than military fucking precision. It's the wendigos and this newest horror and everything in between - Maketh has run all her patience to the ground. She's got none left to give. Her temper is the only thing still standing.

It's a small barricade that Maketh pulls down to the ground with a mighty crash, but it will have to do. Maketh lets go of the girl's arm, almost as an afterthought.]

Are you hurt?

[It comes out in a bark, a tone that demands answers. Maketh sizes the girl up - red hair, a dress that would have done the opulence of the Old Republic proud, and a face that strikes her as incredibly young.]

[direly]

[ Sansa chokes back a cry at being hauled forward so suddenly. It wouldn't be the first time. And she can't really feel any anger as long as it gets her away from whatever that was chasing her. If it could even be called that.

She turns her head away from the crash, trying to pull away from it and the grip on her. She looks over at the other girl, staring before shaking her head. ]

No, I... I don't think so.

[ She eyes the rubble, ]

Will that stop it?

[mismanagement]

[Maketh straightens her jacket with a huff, then glances back to the girl. Still standing under her own power, but looking--well.

About how one would expect a civilian to react.

Maketh's face softens slightly.]

That ought to slow it down. I'm going to take you to high ground. All right?

[Maketh doesn't comfort people. She commands soldiers and sometimes she barks orders at civilians during unfortunate moments and they do as they're told and most of the time they survive. But the part in between that - well. She hopes the girl won't cry. Maketh has no protocol for crying civilians.]

My name is Maketh. Okay? We're going to move now.

[She points at the stairs. Another floor up there's a makeshift walkway that they can take to the next Spire, which is better fortified.]