dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #6

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!]

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Fear

[So, this is a new one. Miriam, as she likes to say – and often – has seen some shit. Including all the fetish specials up at Henry’s favorite bar, the aftermath of watching someone get Tarred, and a whole lot of gunfights. But this—!

This is different. And shiny.

Unfortunately it’s also got her cornered. Miriam glances around uneasily, one hand on Barnaby’s harness.] Um. Help?

[Oh shit it looks hungry.]

I’d really appreciate a daring rescue right about now!

Hope

[Flowers, huh? Miriam holds them up in her hands, grins, and shoves her face to them. They smell really nice. She sticks one in Barnaby’s harness.

The dog sniffs at them, and eats one.]

Doggie! No, they’re from mom.

[They have Miriam’s name on them, but also a Lieutenant Lestran in the from box. Which makes them special.]

What... the fuck. [ Okay, while those blobs may not be the most horrifying thing Kate's ever seen - that honour goes to the Creature whose possessions twisted half the human body inside out - they are weird as hell and... well, they're slimy and sorta gross.

The cry of someone - someone she can't see thanks to the writhing, wriggling mass of gunk blocking her view - spurs her into action, and Kate tosses a nearby rock at... whatever that is. Blobby... Mc. Blobberson. Whatever. All she wants to do is get it to move on with its life, or die. Dying would be nice. Hopefully it's as squishy as it looks and she can just find a few more things to chuck at it until it goes away.

... Or not. The rock disappears into the Blob without making it so much as twitch. ]

Shit. [ It also appears to have made it mad enough to start turning towards Kate instead. ] Run! [ She calls out to the person who had cried out earlier, already twisting on the balls of her feet to make a dash for it. ]

[Oooh, it's distracted. Yes. Miriam grabs Barnaby's harness and bolts the moment she's got an opening. No wasting opportunity, no sir, momma Lestan didn't raise no fool.

Miriam puts her head down and runs. She hopes the monster doesn't eat the lady who helped her, that would suck.]

[ Well, at least that's something! Nothing worse than a person who just stands there when they can get out of danger. But this thing? This thing following her? Incredibly fast. It snaps at her heels even as she pours all her focus and stamina into reaching her top speed, sweat rolling down her forehead.

She springs up onto a roof with one large, inhuman jump, and twists herself around, trying to avoid it from on high while tailing the girl who took off at the same time. She barely manages to jump to the next roof as it begins slurping its way across the building. Kate quickly turns, desperately fumbling with the gun she keeps on her belt, to fire a warning shot at it. Something had to stop it, right? Or at least make it think twice about following her any further. But she doesn't have time to check if it works, because if it doesn't, she's fucked.

So she sprints, springing across rooftops until the sight of two dots below catches her eye, causing her to drop to the street below, gasping for breath. ]

H-hey... do you know what that thing is? [ Because Kate really doesn't have many other avenues for information right now. ] Or-- at least how I can get it to fuck off?

[Shitshitshitshit this is not good. Miriam doesn't know the layout here, hasn't got any convenient hidey-holes squirreled away like she does back home. Miriam skids to a stop when the lady drops from the sky, nearly falling on her ass.

Barnaby pulls up first and growls, teeth bared. Miriam grabs his harness before he can lunge - not that he would, he's better than that, but, appearances.] I give you a grenade, can you hit it, lady?

[Grenades usually work, Miriam's found.]

[ Urk. The flinch at Barnaby's teeth comes before Kate can steel herself - she's never spent a lot of time around animals and dog teeth are decidedly unnerving. She dusts herself off, not looking particularly psyched about getting any closer to Fido there. ]

Yeah. [ Accuracy was her best combat strength, according to her old job, and that thing wasn't exactly a needle in a haystack. She holds out her hand, glancing up at the building to search for her target. ]

Could be messy. [ Understatement much? ]

Don't care, just kill it!

[Okay, good, lady's got nerves and probably knows her stuff. Plus she just jumped off a building without kick-boots and didn't break her ankles. That makes her someone worth knowing, in Miriam's book. She snatches a grenade out of her bag and passes it over without hesitation. It's a thermite grenade, almost egg shaped.] No pin, gotta twist it--see?

[She's let go of Barnaby's harness and the dog is standing in front of her, his ruff up and tail straight out like a flag. Not attacking, though. But ready to if needed.]

[ Okay, that's... different to most types she's seen, but there's no time to waste cooing in amazement at it. With a nod, Kate drags her eyes from the grenade - with a quick check that this girl's dog isn't about to decide he has a taste for exhausted Superhumans - and back to the advancing blob. Shit just couldn't be simple, could it? She couldn't just be back home, going to work and bathing in the relative simplicity of routine. No. Something. Had to drag her into some random shit and now there's a fucking blob and a murderous dog next to her.

Great.

She twists the grenade and channels a bit of power into her arm - strength wasn't exactly her specialty, but anything would help - before lobbing the piece with a loud grunt. It arcs up through the air and starts falling back down to earth just at the right location to meet the advancing mass. ]

Wish I'd bothered writing that will now... [ Because she's not entirely sure if this thing will die, or just get hungrier. ]

Nice aim.

[It's said honestly - lady's got an arm on her, that's for sure. Miriam, unfortunately, has bird bones and is completely useless when it comes to things like throwing grenades to stave off certain death by blob. Miriam thinks she'll work on that.

Tomorrow. Maybe.

She plugs her ears just in time.

Yep, that's a big boom.]

Izzit dead? It's in pieces.

[ At least someone covered their ears. Kate's are still ringing and she had to duck into a crouch to stop from landing on her ass.

(... Brains she did not have. The athletics made up for that.) ]

Wha'? [ Wait wait processing. ]

Looks dead t' me. [ Buttt ] We should prob'ly get out just in case it isn't.

[Oh crap it's twitching. Miriam makes a face. Urg. It looks like jello shots.] Uh huh. You stick me with? I got more grenades an' stuff. An' I'll tell Barnaby to be nice.

[The dog sneezes.]

[ She nods, edging away from the goop in front of them. ] Sure. Don't wanna deal with this thing alone. [ And those grenades worked a treat anyway. And, despite her worries, the dog doesn't seem all that interested in devouring her. ]

D'you know this place or...? [ Because Kate had no idea where they were going, other than in the opposite direction to this thing. ]

No clue. [Miriam bounces up on her heels, stretching.] Think we're underground, though.

[ Well, that was helpful. Kate's jaw tenses and her tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth briefly. The buildings weren't exactly helping - a rounded, dizzying maze of architecture she really didn't understand nor particularly like (running on those was a b--) ]

Great. Let's-- this way. [ She points at a random street to the left that seems to keep winding down. ]

Test Drive Meme #6

Miriam Day - Original

fear

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ok i just looked at the photo for Barnaby and BABY CHILD CUTIE ;;

:D:D:D:D

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