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

[ethicalproblems]

Trust me, I’ve seen enough horror movies to know that proper use of the buddy system is essential.

[ Splitting up never goes well. Even if the person you’re teaming up with may or may not be real. He’s still shaky on that point. Which means it's time to probe a little. ]

Have you been here long? You seem... remarkably not freaked out.

[watashinonamaewa]

[ She's never seen a horror movie. Then again, she's lived one all her life. Seems like they had some useful advice that might help her keep him alive. ]

Only woke up here a couple hours ago. I come from somewhere pretty similar to this so this is pretty typical for me.

[ Not something she particularly wants to bring up with how skittish this guy seems to be. Just keeping the details on the down-low until they get a little more comfortable. ]

And you are remarkably freaked out, which means you're a perfectly normal human being.

[ethicalproblems]

Normal, really? [ No amount of fear can overcome the surprise and offense at that one. Normal is a word used to describe other people - boring people. Like Ballard. ] You’d be surprised how often I don’t hear that. Although, I can see how it would come off that way to someone who’s used to all this.

[ He emphasizes the last part by gesturing grandiosely at the area around them, just to fully encapsulate the amount of ‘what the frak’ they’re dealing with. ]

[watashinonamaewa]

[ what the frak indeed, especially every day for three hundred years. Totally different universe, totally similar concept. Which means she knows what to do in surprise situations. This guy would probably run in circles. Luckily he has her now.

She chuckles at the understatement. ]

Now would be the time to ask any questions, before we run into trouble.

[ethicalproblems]

[ Where trouble is a clever euphemism for horrible, bloody death? Because that’s what he’s getting out of it. ]

Okay, Uh, do we have a plan? Besides walking quickly away from the ooze aliens?

[ Which he wholeheartedly supports. ]

[watashinonamaewa]

[ Is cowardly-charming a proper description? That's what she's describing him as. With an asterisk of 'almost usless along for the ride'. ]

Nothing seems to work against them. I have two options left on my list: Cryogenic temperature or corrosive agents.

Which do we want to try first?

[ethicalproblems]

[ Think of it less like uselessness, and more like making her look good. There’s only ever room for one Ripley in situations like this. Speaking of Aliens... ]

I vote for the cryogenic freezing. [ Ah, science. Having a small piece of his comfort zone return brings back some some confidence. ] Assuming you haven’t found a handy-dandy storage closet already, we’re going to need supplies. I can make a list.

[watashinonamaewa]

[ Scientist to scientist, she thinks this might even be fun. If they don't get eaten first. ]

No closet. But saw scraps that we might need. Let's go down that list and see what we can find.

[ Except she starts jogging before he can speak, toward a building that she may have mistaken for a run-down shop a few hours back. Hopefully they will find what they need there. ]

[ethicalproblems]

Sounds go-

[ And she’s already gone. He scampers after her with decent speed, faster than you’d expect from someone who’s only real exercise regiment comes from a trampoline. Adrenaline is fun like that. He comes to stop next to her, still breathing heavily. ] Do we need to a refreshment course on the buddy sys-[ His tirade is paused when he gets a good look at their destination.] Huh.

[ Run-down is right. Between the broken window, toppled shelving, and general disorder, it’s clear that the shop was collateral damage in someone else's battle. Thankfully the contestants in that showdown - human or otherwise - seem to be absent. ] I call dibs on the left side. It's less frightening.