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

[residuals]

Oh. [ Cole can't help just a tiny sliver of disappointment at that admission. he might have been interested in finding magical cave flowers. ones that were not these, at any rate; despite the fact they'd simply appeared, they didn't seem very magical past that.

oh well. that's not important. what's important is that the Inquisitor is happy, even if he doesn't understand why she seems a bit reluctant to accept the compliment. ]

That's not true. [ he frowns. ] You do more than anyone else. You watch, and you care, and you help. You've earned it, many times over. They're proud of you, even if they don't say it.

[ spirits by their very nature don't have families, so the only information he has to go by is what he can feel of her relationship with hers, the tidbits he's picked up from their friends, as well as whatever semblance of it Cole had. knows, through it, that a parent's approval is important to a child. Cecily may no longer be a child, but that doesn't mean it's not important. ]

We all are.

[closerift]

[ What he says brings spots of color to her cheeks, surprising and warming as it is. He's always had a way of reaching past the superficial, for better or worse (though, most often for the better). He might not know the effect of what he says, but she feels it deep in her bones, an alien feeling more than not. Acceptance. Praise.

Cecily swallows, offering him a tiny, hesitant smile. ]

Thank you. [ The Inquisitor says quietly. ] That's very kind of you.

[ If unexpected, because she's never considered herself a very good person, let alone leader. ]

I try, anyhow. [ She says, with a little, lighter laugh. ] But... not more than anyone else. I could always do more.

[ They'd all stopped Corypheus, though. That was something that had seemed beyond impossible when they met face to face at Haven. ]

Not here, though. Not yet, anyway. [ Now, she sours a little, scrunching her nose in distaste for their cavernous home. ] These gods don't seem to have any plan, no idea of how we got here or how to return. Or, that's what they say.

[ Not that she believes them, mind. ]